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Welcome To My Poetry Page
As some of you may or may not know, I write in my spare time. I created this place so you can read my work and sign the guest book. Two of these poems, Twilight Love And At Long Last, are being published in an anthology coming out ths year. |
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In Memory: The Twin Towers
Their majestic beauty towered above the city,
Gracefully standing guard over the smaller buildings.
Then swiftly one Septmember morn' you fell,
unable to protect those precious lives within.
Planes were not the cause of your demise,
but people who wished to destory our nation.
Instead they only cemented the bond,
making people once again proud to be an American.
Thousands more flags flew threw the September breeze.
And we'll make sure your memory never dies.
I promise that my children will be aware of your beauty and grace.
I will make sure that they know the most majestic buildings on earth were: The Twin Towers.
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At Long Last
At long last I have found you,
I will hold you and keep you true.
I spent years wondering, hoping that one
day I would find someone
to share my dreams with.
After years of false hope
and broken hearts,
you came into my life
in an unsual way.
I stopped to use the phone
and when I turned around,
I was spellbound.
At long last we are together,
forever until the day that
we take breath no more.
At long last I have to hope
and dream for you no more.
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You're The Best Thing
I feel your heart beating,
I see you sleeping.
I remember our first meeting,
now it's you I'm keeping.
Every time I smile it's because
in my heart i know you are mine.
When I hear your voice,
it's like angels singing and I rejoice.
When I see you smile,
I know I would walk for miles,
just to be with you.
You are the greatest thing that has
ever happened to me.
I think that's why I feel so free.
And I hope that you will agree,
that you are the best thing that
has ever happened to me.
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Samhain Eve
Moon beams pierce through the forest and cast and eerie glow.
Three solitary figures dance around the balefire.
The air is nippy, but the don't notice,
for this is the most sacred Sabbat of them all.
'Tis Samhain, The Witches New Year!
The witches dance and chant,
They cast their circle and begin their ritual.
They have gathered here this night to honor the Lord & The Lady and those who have passed to the Summerland.
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