<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754</id><updated>2012-02-16T02:23:48.222-05:00</updated><category term='Fantasy Poetry'/><category term='Abuse'/><category term='Weird Poetry'/><category term='Christmas Poetry'/><category term='Family-related Poetry'/><category term='Life Poetry'/><category term='Other'/><category term='Humor Poetry'/><category term='Spiritual Poetry'/><category term='Nature Poetry'/><category term='Love&apos;s Heartache'/><category term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><category term='Friendship Poetry'/><category term='Romance Poetry'/><category term='Privacy Policy'/><category term='Dark Poetry'/><category term='Angst'/><category term='Love Poetry'/><category term='Love Lost Poetry'/><category term='Broken'/><category term='Society Poetry'/><category term='Betrayal'/><category term='Hope Poetry'/><category term='Sad Poetry'/><title type='text'>Poetry Muse</title><subtitle type='html'>A collection of original poetry...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>182</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1089158866048425951</id><published>2008-12-16T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T13:23:04.746-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tied to a Mystery"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"People come into our life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime' - some remain a mystery"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was autumn&lt;br /&gt;but the season held more warmth&lt;br /&gt;than spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new breath of life&lt;br /&gt;as if yesterday never was&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow would always be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his love raised me up&lt;br /&gt;every star possessed&lt;br /&gt;the man in the mirror of my eyes&lt;br /&gt;surrounded with preciseness,&lt;br /&gt;his heart&lt;br /&gt;a continuity of my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I traced the contours&lt;br /&gt;unveiling layers of grace&lt;br /&gt;in a blissful scope&lt;br /&gt;heralding an unspoken flame&lt;br /&gt;in the purity of simplicity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each embrace honored&lt;br /&gt;in a lover’s sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;allowing tender kisses&lt;br /&gt;overflowing into depths&lt;br /&gt;beyond the tide of desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blending held in timeless space&lt;br /&gt;as promises whispered softly&lt;br /&gt;and candlelight shimmered&lt;br /&gt;against a solitary silhouette&lt;br /&gt;slow moving&lt;br /&gt;and daring the night to end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cradled in my arms&lt;br /&gt;I thanked God&lt;br /&gt;for the blessing propelled&lt;br /&gt;back to his very creation&lt;br /&gt;until the sun&lt;br /&gt;illuminated the morning&lt;br /&gt;and he dressed me&lt;br /&gt;with a passionate melody&lt;br /&gt;still haunting in the lull&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a self-imposed mental rain&lt;br /&gt;slips through&lt;br /&gt;temptation running deep&lt;br /&gt;as moments become bare&lt;br /&gt;slighting the moon&lt;br /&gt;as if it were only&lt;br /&gt;a scrap of a page forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;delicate memories burn&lt;br /&gt;weeping beautiful&lt;br /&gt;coercing the hand with which I write&lt;br /&gt;between the dance&lt;br /&gt;once holding immeasurable worth&lt;br /&gt;and the silence that fills&lt;br /&gt;unspoken chapters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tied to a mystery&lt;br /&gt;what became of love?&lt;br /&gt;if not the bruised ribs chiseled&lt;br /&gt;from the one who loved himself more&lt;br /&gt;than he loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the knowing-&lt;br /&gt;attacks the hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the severing-&lt;br /&gt;attacks the soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1089158866048425951?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1089158866048425951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1089158866048425951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1089158866048425951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1089158866048425951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/tied-to-mystery-people-come-into-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7444674807495615421</id><published>2008-05-22T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:10:06.489-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Seasons Unborn"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Strain, feral and reflective&lt;br /&gt;Silenced ache, I must weep&lt;br /&gt;Nameless, I walk in dreams&lt;br /&gt;of springs and summers yet unborn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7444674807495615421?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7444674807495615421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7444674807495615421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7444674807495615421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7444674807495615421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/seasons-unborn-strain-feral-and_16.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Seasons Unborn&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7899621142552930888</id><published>2008-05-22T18:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:07:42.340-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Discovering Belief in Spring"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked naked along the river&lt;br /&gt;Barren branches reaching deep&lt;br /&gt; into the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Limbs holding “life” steady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapt by the unmasked power&lt;br /&gt;Bearing evidence to human strength&lt;br /&gt;A soul once walking under heavy clouds&lt;br /&gt;I learned to live again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leaned toward the light&lt;br /&gt;as tender blossoms spoke&lt;br /&gt;Unblemished under the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shifted the moon&lt;br /&gt;and caught the stars&lt;br /&gt;As cosmic dreams took wing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the key to unlock my spirit&lt;br /&gt;severing the rope&lt;br /&gt;Setting my captive heart free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grasped the revival of hope&lt;br /&gt;Discovering belief in spring&lt;br /&gt;As the gaping void disappeared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispered affirmation&lt;br /&gt;of promised pleasures fell at my feet&lt;br /&gt;Away from sorrows and fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no petal shall be scorched&lt;br /&gt;By sun&lt;br /&gt;   ~again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7899621142552930888?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7899621142552930888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7899621142552930888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7899621142552930888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7899621142552930888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/discovering-belief-in-spring-i-walked.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3433031215882016430</id><published>2008-05-22T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:03:40.690-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family-related Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Miracle in the Stars"</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;      &lt;div class="richp itembody" id="content"&gt;  Daddy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child born of poverty&lt;br /&gt;A man born of character&lt;br /&gt;Scarred and bruised from war&lt;br /&gt;A spirit broken in ruthless battle&lt;br /&gt;Wounds he carried with him&lt;br /&gt;Yet a boundless compassion&lt;br /&gt;Hardworking, a true heart&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom of many seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child born of poverty&lt;br /&gt;A woman of frail emotions&lt;br /&gt;Losing a father, an untimely death&lt;br /&gt;Her mother grief stricken&lt;br /&gt;Unable to provide&lt;br /&gt;Children put in foster homes&lt;br /&gt;Somehow not able to forgive&lt;br /&gt;Working in the fields&lt;br /&gt;A harsh living&lt;br /&gt;School was a brief respite&lt;br /&gt;Walking through drifting snow&lt;br /&gt;No shoes on her feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uniting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two souls searching&lt;br /&gt;A chance meeting&lt;br /&gt;Wooing each other’s hearts&lt;br /&gt;Becoming one, a summer day in June&lt;br /&gt;Taking her hand and softly rest&lt;br /&gt;Like the voices of an orchestra&lt;br /&gt;Joined and soaring together&lt;br /&gt;Each a unique and brilliant point&lt;br /&gt;A voice greater than all its parts&lt;br /&gt;A new beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blending…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy and a girl&lt;br /&gt;Both from her previous marriage&lt;br /&gt;He became a father to both&lt;br /&gt;Loving and nurturing&lt;br /&gt;Guiding their way&lt;br /&gt;Spring of ‘57 a daughter was born&lt;br /&gt;Of their flesh and blood&lt;br /&gt;A home, assembled with love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy’s death…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart weakening, still he prevailed&lt;br /&gt;Never letting illness stand in his way&lt;br /&gt;Silent in his suffering&lt;br /&gt;A stellar of strength&lt;br /&gt;Bound and determined to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Grasping life with his bare hands&lt;br /&gt;Until his name was called&lt;br /&gt;Angels carrying him on their wings&lt;br /&gt;In winter’s sorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grief…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grieved, never the same again&lt;br /&gt;Cynical look at the world&lt;br /&gt;Consumed by her own thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Angry for love’s loss&lt;br /&gt;Dredging through life, empty&lt;br /&gt;Longing for peace within&lt;br /&gt;A part of her had died&lt;br /&gt;Finding a moment of comfort&lt;br /&gt;In the bonds of her family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessing in disguise…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blessing in disguise&lt;br /&gt;Caring for my mother&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing it was her final months&lt;br /&gt;Overturning the circle of life&lt;br /&gt;She became the child&lt;br /&gt;I became the nurturer&lt;br /&gt;Ten months of bonding&lt;br /&gt;Well enough to go home&lt;br /&gt;A cherished memory&lt;br /&gt;A loving embrace of goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Many pages turned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to give in to weakness&lt;br /&gt;Reluctant out of fear&lt;br /&gt;Leaving a body broken&lt;br /&gt;Hospital, surgery, life support&lt;br /&gt;Her hands icy cold, never to awaken&lt;br /&gt;Treading into the sea of slumber’s dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miracle in the stars…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filled with grief, I fell to the ground&lt;br /&gt;My own child at my side&lt;br /&gt;Trying to ease my pain&lt;br /&gt;She looked to the sky&lt;br /&gt;To see a wondrous sight&lt;br /&gt;One with no logical explanation&lt;br /&gt;Two of the brightest stars ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Overlapping in a timeless space&lt;br /&gt;Standing against the depthless void&lt;br /&gt;Beyond my plaintive grasp&lt;br /&gt;Parents gone from this earth&lt;br /&gt;Rejoined beyond the azure sky&lt;br /&gt;A sign from heaven…&lt;br /&gt;    I dried my tears &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/center&gt;       &lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3433031215882016430?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3433031215882016430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3433031215882016430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3433031215882016430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3433031215882016430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/miracle-in-stars.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Miracle in the Stars&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7690350809286610972</id><published>2008-05-22T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:01:02.403-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Love Me Now"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  If I should die tonight&lt;br /&gt;Would there be words left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unexpressed emotions&lt;br /&gt;A soft voice echoing, but I no longer hear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips parched searching for passion&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for a solitary kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tormented not to find the depth’s of my gaze&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that once reflected your own soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing to find solace in my embrace&lt;br /&gt;Lost in melancholy’s trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words that were once music to your ears&lt;br /&gt;A deafening melody now lingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashen grayness overpowering light&lt;br /&gt;Crimson sun dissolved in tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wandering without companionship &lt;br /&gt;Could another quench your thirst?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumed by pale weariness and perplexity&lt;br /&gt;The will to dream...lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A frailty of hope’s courage&lt;br /&gt;Gnarled shadows exposing disbelief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opiate winds impel&lt;br /&gt;Pebbles washed to the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurring scenes, faded images&lt;br /&gt;Blind to the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears wilt upon the roses&lt;br /&gt;Waters of deep woe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trembling leaf dying&lt;br /&gt;Falling to hardened ground in grief&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your spirit melting into a pool of suffering&lt;br /&gt;Where ecstasy once dwelled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flame of life dying&lt;br /&gt;Once burning so bright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grasp&lt;br /&gt;    the&lt;br /&gt;        chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make this moment live again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While&lt;br /&gt;    I&lt;br /&gt;      still&lt;br /&gt;            breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me, touch me, and speak the unspoken&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, feel my heart beating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light the ardent fire, interfusion of two&lt;br /&gt;And should I die, part of me will remain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7690350809286610972?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7690350809286610972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7690350809286610972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7690350809286610972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7690350809286610972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-me-now.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Love Me Now&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4572218987914753141</id><published>2008-05-22T17:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:57:50.450-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Robotic World"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Deranged world&lt;br /&gt;Born of aesthetic desires&lt;br /&gt;Adorned with protective layers&lt;br /&gt;Obsessed with physical perfection&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to remove the outer mask&lt;br /&gt;Feelings incomplete to love oneself&lt;br /&gt;Duck into the favorite alley of plastic&lt;br /&gt;A vat of knives and anesthesia&lt;br /&gt;Firm breasts, new face, tummy tuck&lt;br /&gt;A hollow image, competition abounds&lt;br /&gt;Eating disorders, depression, suicide&lt;br /&gt;Reflective of societal attitudes&lt;br /&gt;Creating a fantasy world &lt;br /&gt;Of erroneous proportions&lt;br /&gt;Personalities thrust into mainstream media&lt;br /&gt;Coerced to gain perfection&lt;br /&gt;Scientific breakthroughs, medical research&lt;br /&gt;Cloning babies in laboratories&lt;br /&gt;Enhancement of embryos&lt;br /&gt;Attaining physical attributes&lt;br /&gt;A conception of deception&lt;br /&gt;Robots handed to new mothers&lt;br /&gt;Moral, ethical?&lt;br /&gt;A revolutionary evolution?&lt;br /&gt;I think NOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4572218987914753141?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4572218987914753141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4572218987914753141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4572218987914753141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4572218987914753141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/robotic-world.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Robotic World&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4655392359403437011</id><published>2008-05-22T17:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:48:53.267-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fantasy Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Nirvana's Renaissance"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Goddess of virgin freedom&lt;br /&gt;Leaving behind the tangled darkness&lt;br /&gt;Of grasping, uncaring brambles&lt;br /&gt;Out of her cocoon, a new birth&lt;br /&gt;Walking naked into the chaste moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Frightened, yet strengthened&lt;br /&gt;Emerging from a premise once lost&lt;br /&gt;Eyes seeking the beauty of towering trees&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the vision, once seen&lt;br /&gt;Hers…a story perplexed, sad memories&lt;br /&gt;Souls split, an insane separation&lt;br /&gt;Darkness fades into a luminous light&lt;br /&gt;An empty cage, fire ablaze&lt;br /&gt;Incessantly surging a lucid ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;Drawing the air into her lungs&lt;br /&gt;Restoring life into her body&lt;br /&gt;An epiphany of cherubic proportions&lt;br /&gt;Flutter of wings echo a mysterious solemn&lt;br /&gt;Escaping from the indelicacies of life&lt;br /&gt;Mingling with the winds of night&lt;br /&gt;A saintly emotion touching her bareness&lt;br /&gt;Captivating a stellar of strength&lt;br /&gt;She dare ask to the sky&lt;br /&gt;To cover her soul with a cosmic kiss&lt;br /&gt;Clamoring harmoniously with chorus&lt;br /&gt;Under Heaven’s magnificent canopy&lt;br /&gt;She cries out to the morning&lt;br /&gt;Rays of warmth touch her flesh&lt;br /&gt;Prancing trippingly, rasping sweet rapture&lt;br /&gt;Her blithe spirit caught by the gravity of light&lt;br /&gt;Sublime intricate silhouette of life&lt;br /&gt;Alignment with the universe, a new love&lt;br /&gt;Divergence of a new dawn&lt;br /&gt;Guiltless in leaving the memories behind&lt;br /&gt;Nirvana’s renaissance… freedom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4655392359403437011?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4655392359403437011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4655392359403437011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4655392359403437011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4655392359403437011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/nirvanas-renaissance.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Nirvana&apos;s Renaissance&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4964062845328919305</id><published>2008-05-22T17:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:26:28.142-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Other'/><title type='text'>"Mystical Illusion"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  There's a deep murmur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A silent stealth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose made free from form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's rise to a longer course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A safe place more bright and brave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason to sacredly wash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sublime truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning behind logic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To lodge in mystical deep streams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything which upon my heart felt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't stand beneath the boughs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cast away the heavy hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out from behind the clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joyful sounds echoing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth of a sea of light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In illusions of thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What channel my soul seeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lies a mansion of stately height&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahead of the farthest limits of the horizon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of comfort long, a voiceless muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, whose love is innocent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4964062845328919305?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4964062845328919305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4964062845328919305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4964062845328919305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4964062845328919305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/mystical-illusion.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Mystical Illusion&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4824993626573739032</id><published>2008-05-22T17:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:23:21.412-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'>"She Remembers His Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Greying hair, wrinkled hands&lt;br /&gt;Memory fading away&lt;br /&gt;Looking through the window&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing where she is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasons come and go&lt;br /&gt;Fleeting moments of her life&lt;br /&gt;Forgotten names, forgotten places&lt;br /&gt;But she remembers his love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorizing his every touch&lt;br /&gt;Those deep brown eyes&lt;br /&gt;Whispers in the night&lt;br /&gt;How he swept her off her feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like it was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Faded roses, his words of love&lt;br /&gt;Kept in her memory box&lt;br /&gt;Keeping his love alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Locked in her heart forever&lt;br /&gt;The passion never died&lt;br /&gt;Many thoughts forgotten&lt;br /&gt;But she remembers his love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4824993626573739032?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4824993626573739032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4824993626573739032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Love"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;How would I know love? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Would it be whispered in a bated breath &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Words rendering my heart's desire &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would it be an unfathomable beauty &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Unconquered destinations, within my grasp &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would the stars descend from heaven &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Surging out of endless space &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would cherubs take wings of flight &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; A thousand words echoing sweet rapture &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would my lips be pursed with sultry utterance &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Articulately orchestrated without chasm &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would it sound like the nightingale &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Impaling itself in superlative song &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would the whole world still to listen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; In a stifled splendour &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would magenta winds gust &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Cutting across the veins of the mesas and arroyos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would symphonies circle through rhythmic spheres &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Melodious prelude ascending with the aurora &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would the warm, crimson sun &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Draw the spring into my heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would a shaded monochrome paint &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Not only the flowers, but the shadow of roses &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Would love survive death into eternity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Enclosed in a sanctuary of elysium&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How will I know love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3256043575324551672?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3256043575324551672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3256043575324551672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3256043575324551672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3256043575324551672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-would-i-know-love.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;How Would I Know Love&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4557272565166413685</id><published>2008-05-22T17:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:59:12.125-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Setting You Free"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don't want to keep you from flying &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I dare not hold you back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I can't hold you prisoner for my own &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Soaring above the horizon to find your dreams &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I give you wings to reach that place you desire &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Remember me when you go, but don't look back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; In the darkest storm, my arms will be wrapped around you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I will be the bridge you cross when standing at the water &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; My tears will quench your thirst when you run dry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; When you feel you can't go on &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I will be the breath that gives you life &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; You don't go alone, I follow  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Tempting the fruits of what was &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I will be the wind beneath your wings &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; As you soar like an eagle &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Reaching beyond the limits of your being &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ride the waves, breaking through the tide &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; I set you free, to follow your dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4557272565166413685?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4557272565166413685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4557272565166413685' title='0 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Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Babies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Babies are precious and oh, so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except at 2:00 am, when I'm really pooped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They smile and coo and play at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then want to sleep when it comes daylight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2626247989616562990?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2626247989616562990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2626247989616562990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2626247989616562990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2626247989616562990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/babies.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Babies&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7994510668307593807</id><published>2008-05-22T17:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:14:43.295-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Happiness Is"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Happiness is a state of mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A state of which not many find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most go out to seek fortune and fame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling an emptiness that drives them insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set your bearings up to the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new way of living, a new kind of high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never will you feel so free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the rolling waves on the open sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7994510668307593807?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7994510668307593807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7994510668307593807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7994510668307593807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7994510668307593807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/happiness-is.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Happiness Is&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7346750434739288029</id><published>2008-05-22T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:13:07.258-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Dreams"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  Dreams are treasures, shadows in our mind&lt;br /&gt;of past and present, we all long to find&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts and feelings, hidden deep within our hearts&lt;br /&gt;Memories of yesterday, we hope will never part&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7346750434739288029?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7346750434739288029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7346750434739288029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7346750434739288029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7346750434739288029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/dreams.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Dreams&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8587416592200713839</id><published>2008-05-22T17:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:11:28.242-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Surrender"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My wounded heart bleeds intensely &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Profoundly affected more as I see myself &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;inside of you . . . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; My flesh is weakened by the memory of your touch &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My spirit is damaged, purging my soul &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Cutting deep like a razor's edge &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I bleed with a riveting coldness &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Your promises lash out without meaning &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Are they lost in a sea of timeless infinity &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Your actions speak of an unsettled mind &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Are all your feelings dead? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Mourning the past? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; In my dreams I encompass your being &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thirsting with desire to carry your burdens &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Transcending shadows from your broken heart &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Diluting the poisons from your misery &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Wash your hands of all regrets, look no further &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Surrender your love to me . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8587416592200713839?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8587416592200713839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8587416592200713839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8587416592200713839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8587416592200713839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/surrender.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Surrender&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2817647912858050131</id><published>2008-05-22T17:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:07:37.704-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken'/><title type='text'>"Silenced Heart"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Silence...embedded in her voice &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Echoes of pain drowned by tears &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Trying to elude the pain within &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Embittered by the world she has known &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Disheartened, betrayed &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Yet, luminous eyes with passion &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Semblance of felicitous yearnings &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Meditating among desire&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2817647912858050131?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2817647912858050131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2817647912858050131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2817647912858050131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2817647912858050131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/silenced-heart.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Silenced Heart&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-137844409366121145</id><published>2008-05-22T17:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:07:18.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family-related Poetry'/><title type='text'>"You Are My Child"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love is unconditional  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can turn away and forget me  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curse my name and even let me go  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But you can't stop my love for you  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you are my child  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I loved you before I held you  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I loved you even more when I did  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I look at you only through love's eyes  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Forgiving you before you ask  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I walk with you through the darkest storms  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; When my days on earth are done, my love will remain  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will be your guardian angel, watching from heaven above  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love is unconditional &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For you are my child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-137844409366121145?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/137844409366121145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=137844409366121145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/137844409366121145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/137844409366121145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-my-child.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;You Are My Child&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1364912914030680303</id><published>2008-05-22T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T17:09:00.749-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Finding You"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beyond the dimensions of time&lt;br /&gt;You stepped into my life&lt;br /&gt;Emerging from a senseless place&lt;br /&gt;Without rhyme or reason&lt;br /&gt;Souls entwined as one&lt;br /&gt;Minds of the same nature&lt;br /&gt;Did you find me or did I find you?&lt;br /&gt;Seasons of change or what is meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;Shapeless faces, but familiar spirits&lt;br /&gt;May I be the one you turn to&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the storms of life?&lt;br /&gt;Against all odds, I'll search your heart&lt;br /&gt;And keep it in a safe place&lt;br /&gt;Hidden from the damage of the world&lt;br /&gt;that you have known&lt;br /&gt;Trust your soul, you'll find the truth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1364912914030680303?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1364912914030680303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1364912914030680303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1364912914030680303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1364912914030680303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/finding-you.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Finding You&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-9155915091188964738</id><published>2008-05-22T16:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T16:59:09.382-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abuse'/><title type='text'>"Who Can I Look Up To?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A poem from an abused child's perspective...the questions they must ask themselves when they feel there isn't anyone who cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day while watching TV&lt;br /&gt;I saw an ad that didn't make sense to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They said to find someone to look up to&lt;br /&gt;To show and teach me the right things to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mentor, an influence to mold me like clay&lt;br /&gt;To grow into a respectable adult one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at the world and all I see&lt;br /&gt;Isn't much that will help a little girl like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grow up in a home without any love&lt;br /&gt;Praying, God take me home with you above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights are filled with fear and pain&lt;br /&gt;From beatings and hunger, I'm so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school I'm made fun of because I don't fit in&lt;br /&gt;Wearing tattered clothes, worn shoes as if it's a sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher is prejudice, I'm always chosen last&lt;br /&gt;I have no friends 'cause they think I'm poor white trash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world around me is filled with poverty and crime&lt;br /&gt;I can't look up to daddy, he's still doing time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is filled with anger and takes it out on me&lt;br /&gt;My face is pretty, but with the bruises you can't see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innocence was lost a long time ago&lt;br /&gt;By my uncle, even though I repeatedly screamed no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked my neighbor for something to eat&lt;br /&gt;Not candy or cake or a special treat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He yelled , spit at me and slammed the door&lt;br /&gt;Saying get away from here or I'll show you what for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can I look up to, a little girl like me&lt;br /&gt;When hatred and prejudice are all I see&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-9155915091188964738?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/9155915091188964738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=9155915091188964738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9155915091188964738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9155915091188964738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/who-can-i-look-up-to.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Who Can I Look Up To?&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7344537420849855187</id><published>2008-05-04T14:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T14:12:48.838-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Lost in Translation"</title><content type='html'>Aimlessly, yet calculated&lt;br /&gt;running loose and guarded still&lt;br /&gt;Sweet lullabies sung&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics somehow lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So deceptively narrow&lt;br /&gt;not wanting to crumble&lt;br /&gt;Still craving to jump&lt;br /&gt;into the forceful flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun softly settles&lt;br /&gt;melting inside the cold&lt;br /&gt;Smiles give hope&lt;br /&gt;brushing against thorns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden bursting&lt;br /&gt;with life&lt;br /&gt;Attempting to see beyond&lt;br /&gt;a field of overgrown weeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Far above I see stars again&lt;br /&gt;how fast the vision fades&lt;br /&gt;Your face...&lt;br /&gt;in and out of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forward or backward...&lt;br /&gt;as if one direction would ruin it all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7344537420849855187?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7344537420849855187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7344537420849855187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7344537420849855187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7344537420849855187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-in-translation.html' title='&quot;Lost in Translation&quot;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-806748425081604615</id><published>2008-02-05T01:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T01:14:51.187-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Secretly Hindered"</title><content type='html'>Settled in a playground of safety&lt;br /&gt;relished comfort in the confines&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;flames burst from a place&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His skin crawled&lt;br /&gt;beneath my own&lt;br /&gt;without even a mere touch&lt;br /&gt;confusion blending with sensation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing to defend the reasons&lt;br /&gt;I kicked past his words&lt;br /&gt;of love&lt;br /&gt;And secretly hindered&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of his spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth cast...&lt;br /&gt;as a razor's sharp blade&lt;br /&gt;his mind, darker inside&lt;br /&gt;than the most treacherous night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driven to confession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;a punishment I almost gave-&lt;br /&gt;to myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-806748425081604615?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/806748425081604615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=806748425081604615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/806748425081604615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/806748425081604615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/02/secretly-hindered.html' title='&quot;Secretly Hindered&quot;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4182300942947769787</id><published>2008-01-22T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T18:08:14.993-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad Poetry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Society Poetry'/><title type='text'>"A Mother's Joy, A Mother's Sorrow"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Based on a true story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Birth…A mother’s joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months of waiting&lt;br /&gt;Dreams enfolding within her heart&lt;br /&gt;Push, push, breathe&lt;br /&gt;Exhausted exhilaration&lt;br /&gt;Tears of pain, tears of joy&lt;br /&gt;A journey of love&lt;br /&gt;Great relief, a sudden emptiness&lt;br /&gt;A rendering sublime moment&lt;br /&gt;Nuzzled against her breast&lt;br /&gt;One, becoming two&lt;br /&gt;Ten little toes, ten little fingers&lt;br /&gt;Eyes full of trust, she can’t fail him&lt;br /&gt;A mother’s love, where he’ll seek protection&lt;br /&gt;A sanctuary of rest and peace&lt;br /&gt;An eternal cord attached to the child&lt;br /&gt;Who once grew inside of her&lt;br /&gt;Embracing the blanket which held new life&lt;br /&gt;God’s masterpiece in the form of a boy&lt;br /&gt;A quiet joy he gave&lt;br /&gt;She breathed his name in the air&lt;br /&gt;A new angel born that night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bridge…of Life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No fortune awaits this beautiful boy&lt;br /&gt;Shaped by hard circumstance&lt;br /&gt;Hewn by a world that gave him no quarter&lt;br /&gt;Loss of a father, an untimely death&lt;br /&gt;Yet held high by a heart that never surrendered&lt;br /&gt;Finding his own way, lighting his own path&lt;br /&gt;Warmth given to all that he touched&lt;br /&gt;A gentle sweet clown, charm all his own&lt;br /&gt;Rap music, a sexy young thug&lt;br /&gt;Hat never off, backwards he wore&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful smile that filled the world with laughter&lt;br /&gt;A new love found, filling his heart&lt;br /&gt;Many friends, many souls he embraced&lt;br /&gt;Somehow he felt an untimely death approaching&lt;br /&gt;Often murmuring "always let him live in their hearts"&lt;br /&gt;His favorite quote…”miss me, but never forget me”&lt;br /&gt;Little did they know it would come true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Death…a mother’s sorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death came like a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;No warning, the night went mad&lt;br /&gt;Swept away with the wind&lt;br /&gt;A misunderstanding, anger arose&lt;br /&gt;Fire in the other’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sprayed shots and reload&lt;br /&gt;Cold-hearted murder, shot to the ground&lt;br /&gt;Dead at 18, a senseless act&lt;br /&gt;Confusion, life’s conclusion&lt;br /&gt;Left so quickly, no time for goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;Drawing his last breath&lt;br /&gt;A stab of regret for leaving&lt;br /&gt;His mother cried, holding his hand&lt;br /&gt;Brushing tears from her eyes&lt;br /&gt;Half her motherhood gone&lt;br /&gt;A gaping hole, forgetting to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Grieving with family and friends&lt;br /&gt;Crimson tears, pain unbroken&lt;br /&gt;Sharing feelings and memories&lt;br /&gt;Momento-filled coffin&lt;br /&gt;One last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;All better for having known him&lt;br /&gt;In his passing they did weep&lt;br /&gt;His body beneath the ground&lt;br /&gt;To lie in earth, a heavy sleeper&lt;br /&gt;Flowers for his grave&lt;br /&gt;Candles lit, to guide his way&lt;br /&gt;Pain nor sorrow can touch him now&lt;br /&gt;Grieving mother trying to find strength&lt;br /&gt;Her soul searing like a vapor&lt;br /&gt;She’s alive,  her child is dead&lt;br /&gt;His living spirit awakens her deadness&lt;br /&gt;His hand one day will be outstretched&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for loved ones at the crossroad&lt;br /&gt;A new angel was born in Heaven tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4182300942947769787?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4182300942947769787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4182300942947769787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4182300942947769787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4182300942947769787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-joy-mothers-sorrow.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;A Mother&apos;s Joy, A Mother&apos;s Sorrow&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4284619799930619835</id><published>2007-12-16T20:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:20:06.546-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Motionless Wings"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I, who have nothing left but to dream&lt;br /&gt;stand tall upon mountains&lt;br /&gt;spreading wider, motionless wings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4284619799930619835?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4284619799930619835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4284619799930619835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4284619799930619835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4284619799930619835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/motionless-wings-i-who-have-nothing.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Motionless Wings&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1533108581612154496</id><published>2007-12-16T20:53:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:53:27.657-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "Morning's Hello"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising sun, war paint dyes&lt;br /&gt;Blossoms of magnolias&lt;br /&gt;Morning’s fragrant hello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Circle of Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life…a chasm vast, deep and wide&lt;br /&gt;A journey of many yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;Path of a thousand tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;Circle of life unfolding a beautiful dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1533108581612154496?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1533108581612154496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1533108581612154496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1533108581612154496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1533108581612154496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/mornings-hello-rising-sun-war-paint_9803.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2687456217949131985</id><published>2007-12-16T20:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:20:54.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Parting Lines"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scrubbing loudly, the thoughts-&lt;br /&gt;framed in a story of coldness&lt;br /&gt;shivering prey in the unlit night&lt;br /&gt;satisfying the skillful script&lt;br /&gt;with a dogmatic toast to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;jerked outward and tranquilized&lt;br /&gt;the ghostwriter abandoned&lt;br /&gt;his parting lines&lt;br /&gt;before the final curtain-&lt;br /&gt;closed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2687456217949131985?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2687456217949131985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2687456217949131985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2687456217949131985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2687456217949131985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/parting-lines-scrubbing-loudly-thoughts.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Parting Lines&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1796541402411765609</id><published>2007-12-16T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:21:24.718-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'>"Conscience"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Embrace not the temptations that destroy&lt;br /&gt;heed the conscience that plants seeds of virtue&lt;br /&gt;and harvests an unwavering path in life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1796541402411765609?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1796541402411765609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1796541402411765609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1796541402411765609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1796541402411765609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/conscience-embrace-not-temptations-that.html' title='&lt;center&gt;&quot;Conscience&quot;&lt;/center&gt;'/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5189260649995428436</id><published>2007-12-16T20:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:51:19.595-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Frenzied Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love shall fly away&lt;br /&gt;Frenzied in blistery winds&lt;br /&gt;And there shed it’s pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Thorns of Love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deception’s eyes look upon&lt;br /&gt;Target, an innocent heart&lt;br /&gt;Withered rose weeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5189260649995428436?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5189260649995428436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5189260649995428436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5189260649995428436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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breath&lt;br /&gt;Footprints on a heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Soul of a Poet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispered voice in words&lt;br /&gt;Veiled behind the facade&lt;br /&gt;Touching another soul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7870727865017095284?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7870727865017095284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7870727865017095284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7870727865017095284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7870727865017095284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/words-utterance-of-feelings-whispered_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8060200532810049233</id><published>2007-12-16T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:46:05.395-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Conception of Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinnacle of life&lt;br /&gt;Scattered leaves upon the wind&lt;br /&gt;Daring to fulfill dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8060200532810049233?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8060200532810049233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8060200532810049233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8060200532810049233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8060200532810049233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/conception-of-life-pinnacle-of-life_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3374942524379582574</id><published>2007-12-16T20:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:45:26.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Spirit Trail"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood red sun, violet palette&lt;br /&gt;Cascade against mesas and arroyos&lt;br /&gt;Desert winds graze ecru sand&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts echo of ancient warriors&lt;br /&gt;Dancing upon the spirit trail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3374942524379582574?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3374942524379582574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3374942524379582574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3374942524379582574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3374942524379582574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/spirit-trail-blood-red-sun-violet.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3659935607361909415</id><published>2007-12-16T20:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:44:13.084-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nature's Flame"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Burst of color outspread&lt;br /&gt;Beauty beholding&lt;br /&gt;Arch paints the heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3659935607361909415?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3659935607361909415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3659935607361909415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3659935607361909415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3659935607361909415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/natures-flame-burst-of-color-outspread_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-6742088741910097915</id><published>2007-12-16T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:44:29.727-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haiku/Short Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Winter's Tapestry"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scent of evergreen&lt;br /&gt;white bouquets interwoven~&lt;br /&gt;Winter’s tapestry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-6742088741910097915?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/6742088741910097915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=6742088741910097915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/6742088741910097915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/6742088741910097915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/winters-tapestry-scent-of-evergreen.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5576749373865072288</id><published>2007-12-16T20:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:37:38.143-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"River's Reflection"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On bended knee&lt;br /&gt;a mirrored beauty&lt;br /&gt;splashes backward&lt;br /&gt;with each melodious&lt;br /&gt;ripple of spring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far from home,&lt;br /&gt;yet only a step away&lt;br /&gt;in misty illusions&lt;br /&gt;as eyes take comfort&lt;br /&gt;bathed in pure abandon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unmeasured currents&lt;br /&gt;beneath sun and moon&lt;br /&gt;on the bank&lt;br /&gt;of a river that never-&lt;br /&gt;runs dry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5576749373865072288?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5576749373865072288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5576749373865072288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5576749373865072288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5576749373865072288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/rivers-reflection-on-bended-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5498492720330652533</id><published>2007-12-16T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:37:00.285-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Nature's Reflection of Life"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet green grass&lt;br /&gt;Nature’s fragrant scent&lt;br /&gt;A fall of water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puddling playground&lt;br /&gt;Ducks with silken wings&lt;br /&gt;Dive in and dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflective of life&lt;br /&gt;Dancing without care&lt;br /&gt;A flight of white&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5498492720330652533?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5498492720330652533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5498492720330652533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5498492720330652533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5498492720330652533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/natures-reflection-of-life-quiet-green_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3741771702838632166</id><published>2007-12-16T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:36:23.914-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nature Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wonders of Nature"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oceans&lt;br /&gt;Boundless, reaching&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less than magnificient&lt;br /&gt;Beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;Arch of color&lt;br /&gt;Blue, purple, red, yellow&lt;br /&gt;After the rains end, a new hope&lt;br /&gt;Magic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers&lt;br /&gt;Color garden&lt;br /&gt;Roses, wildflowers, mums&lt;br /&gt;Blossoming for our own pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Fragrant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forests&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious&lt;br /&gt;Green, dark, so lost within&lt;br /&gt;Sequence of many unlit paths&lt;br /&gt;Obscure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snowfall&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy, icy&lt;br /&gt;Melting as it falls down&lt;br /&gt;Silently blanketing the ground&lt;br /&gt;Whitened&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3741771702838632166?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3741771702838632166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3741771702838632166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3741771702838632166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3741771702838632166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/wonders-of-nature-oceans-boundless_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7858287649586284679</id><published>2007-12-16T20:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:33:52.863-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Belief Found in Peaceful Winds"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mere grain, unnoticed&lt;br /&gt;yet touched upon by fiery feet&lt;br /&gt;as angry storms rage&lt;br /&gt;and seagulls take flight&lt;br /&gt;beyond a laden blanket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A face, frozen&lt;br /&gt;in anguish of spirit&lt;br /&gt;bleeding powerless waves&lt;br /&gt;transparent in hazy mist&lt;br /&gt;clinging to withered years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope blushes through sunset's red&lt;br /&gt;until stark horizons hover&lt;br /&gt;over a ghostly realm&lt;br /&gt;stealing the passage&lt;br /&gt;once spread so tenderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dreams...&lt;br /&gt;A moon lies fair&lt;br /&gt;seizing the stars&lt;br /&gt;and reflecting on beaches&lt;br /&gt;vast and treasured&lt;br /&gt;as peaceful winds offer belief&lt;br /&gt;the beauty-&lt;br /&gt;of sands&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7858287649586284679?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7858287649586284679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7858287649586284679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7858287649586284679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7858287649586284679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/belief-found-in-peaceful-winds-mere.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3144479081071803648</id><published>2007-12-16T20:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:33:15.279-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Another Door Opens"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One door closes&lt;br /&gt;Fatigued by deception&lt;br /&gt;Faded novelty half fallen&lt;br /&gt;Power melted down to ashes&lt;br /&gt;Passed beyond breath&lt;br /&gt;A bitter taste&lt;br /&gt;Releasing an old hell&lt;br /&gt;Skeletons left behind&lt;br /&gt;To crumble in their own grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another door opens&lt;br /&gt;A song of hope...&lt;br /&gt;A precise moving within&lt;br /&gt;Haunting sounds&lt;br /&gt;Turning me inside out&lt;br /&gt;Rare to find,&lt;br /&gt;Difficult to leave&lt;br /&gt;Where did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;I've heard your voice before&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes familiar&lt;br /&gt;Mirroring my own&lt;br /&gt;Desire to touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;Dreams revived one by one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waves crashing against the shore&lt;br /&gt;slipping softly, slowly&lt;br /&gt;Into the sea of...&lt;br /&gt;hope and possibilities&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3144479081071803648?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3144479081071803648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3144479081071803648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3144479081071803648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3144479081071803648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/another-door-opens-one-door-closes.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1229858938313002256</id><published>2007-12-16T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:32:19.882-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Timeless Dream"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not seek fortune or fame&lt;br /&gt;Nor a mansion or sharing a celebrity’s name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve held onto a dream since I was young&lt;br /&gt;A life of simplicity, abundance of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My journey has been long and full of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes wishing away another tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picture a log home surrounded by splendor&lt;br /&gt;Comforting arms to embrace me so tender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a man of character, not worldly things&lt;br /&gt;No need for diamonds a simple Cracker Jack’s ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racing with the wind setting my soul free&lt;br /&gt;No reason to run, to safe arms I flee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A heart to accept all that I’ve longed to give&lt;br /&gt;Profound meaning with purpose, a life to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warmth by the fire, slow romantic dance&lt;br /&gt;A soft place to fall escaping into a trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making unfathomable love a bonded entity&lt;br /&gt;A novel world of perfect serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able to be myself, no need to hide&lt;br /&gt;An understanding heart, my secrets to confide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night worth a thousand that came before&lt;br /&gt;Passionate yearning to know him even more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing old together love that never ends&lt;br /&gt;A timeless blending of both lover and friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hand to hold as my death draws near&lt;br /&gt;Safe haven of comfort to take away the fear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dying in his arms I’d wait at Heaven’s gate&lt;br /&gt;A new home for us in another place I’d create&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold onto my dream until he comes along&lt;br /&gt;One day I’ll sing a melodious love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until that day I’ll patiently wait&lt;br /&gt;I’ll put my faith in God and trust my fate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1229858938313002256?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1229858938313002256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1229858938313002256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1229858938313002256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1229858938313002256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/timeless-dream-i-do-not-seek-fortune-or_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5578538765671233766</id><published>2007-12-16T20:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:31:48.824-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hope Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Long Way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A garden of overgrown weeds&lt;br /&gt;veils a presence departed&lt;br /&gt;where lilies once flourished&lt;br /&gt;and birds sung in harmony&lt;br /&gt;The mind and body&lt;br /&gt;enticed into destruction&lt;br /&gt;by a lurking need&lt;br /&gt;cast from vile shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fool trips over his own feet&lt;br /&gt;running recklessly across bridges&lt;br /&gt;gaining to lose&lt;br /&gt;and losing to gain&lt;br /&gt;Feeling full and left empty&lt;br /&gt;as he bargain shops&lt;br /&gt;in the clearance aisle&lt;br /&gt;purchasing greed and lust&lt;br /&gt;His fingers becoming slimy&lt;br /&gt;unable to grasp his own reflection&lt;br /&gt;as he gambles with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence-&lt;br /&gt;where props cannot be placed&lt;br /&gt;against his conscience&lt;br /&gt;the ghosts are haunting&lt;br /&gt;as he sleeps with a spirit-&lt;br /&gt;wilted and dead&lt;br /&gt;without thought of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every gushing eye stands vigil&lt;br /&gt;as the fool sucks blood&lt;br /&gt;and slices his own heart&lt;br /&gt;His life as an x-ray&lt;br /&gt;transparent and costly&lt;br /&gt;Unable to hide the bones&lt;br /&gt;that splinter his own soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flame wistfully pleas&lt;br /&gt;to be stepped into&lt;br /&gt;bestowing a beautiful promise&lt;br /&gt;to an unblemished beginning&lt;br /&gt;A "light" shines from every mountain&lt;br /&gt;summoning those lost-&lt;br /&gt;to cleanse the filth&lt;br /&gt;as "forgiveness and love"&lt;br /&gt;whisper gently&lt;br /&gt;on the bank of the river-&lt;br /&gt;that will lead them home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5578538765671233766?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5578538765671233766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5578538765671233766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5578538765671233766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5578538765671233766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/long-way-garden-of-overgrown-weeds.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-950170606795463450</id><published>2007-12-16T20:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:23:06.776-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Gift of Unsought Grace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within etched memories&lt;br /&gt;I go back…&lt;br /&gt;to a place&lt;br /&gt;Called childhood…&lt;br /&gt;Where Christmas was magical&lt;br /&gt;Breathed in with marvel and belief&lt;br /&gt;Blessings of the season, savored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters to Santa&lt;br /&gt;made wishes come true&lt;br /&gt;Headlong moon hung across bustling streets&lt;br /&gt;as carolers voiced in song&lt;br /&gt;Church bells rang in camaraderie&lt;br /&gt;Midst the force of God&lt;br /&gt;Thankful for His gift&lt;br /&gt;of Love and Deliverance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time souls were reshaped&lt;br /&gt;Semblance of rebirth and life&lt;br /&gt;Under bright stars that never died&lt;br /&gt;Illuminated vision&lt;br /&gt;For all to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky caught between evergreen&lt;br /&gt;on white-blanketed ground&lt;br /&gt;Snowmen adorned&lt;br /&gt;as icy winds&lt;br /&gt;Chilled innocent faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tree shined with silver and gold&lt;br /&gt;Glowing in radiance and beauty&lt;br /&gt;Bejeweled with an Angel&lt;br /&gt;As if sent from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;In a place called "home"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Daddy wore a halo of their own&lt;br /&gt;Walking in the image of God&lt;br /&gt;Now they’re in a place&lt;br /&gt;Wings spread high&lt;br /&gt;Where shadows never dim the sky&lt;br /&gt;Blazing a trail behind&lt;br /&gt;For all those they touched&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if there are trees in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;With wondrous color all around&lt;br /&gt;As they stroke the hands of Saints&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve passed through moments wrought with pain&lt;br /&gt;Life crumbling damply&lt;br /&gt;Longing to bring back those magical times&lt;br /&gt;The meaning sometimes lost,&lt;br /&gt;laughter unheard&lt;br /&gt;Wondering why the music no longer played&lt;br /&gt;Did the earth remember me?&lt;br /&gt;As my world was rearranged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love’s an open door to life...&lt;br /&gt;a path that demanded my faith&lt;br /&gt;Those I hold close to my heart remain&lt;br /&gt;Memorable through LOVE&lt;br /&gt;A vessel where I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gift...&lt;br /&gt;of Unsought Grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-950170606795463450?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/950170606795463450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=950170606795463450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/950170606795463450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/950170606795463450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/gift-of-unsought-grace-within-etched.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5380871213297140626</id><published>2007-12-16T20:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:21:52.402-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In the Eye of Despair"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring hatred in the face&lt;br /&gt;Poisoning my own soul&lt;br /&gt;Holding onto the toxic loathing&lt;br /&gt;Captive of my dreams, inside I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Claiming my life, a prisoner of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Grim is the silence of somber blue&lt;br /&gt;Many journeys of pain, few of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Incensed passion in an agitated space&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the key to unlock my spirit&lt;br /&gt;Realizing hatred or love is a choice&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the healing hands of courage&lt;br /&gt;My soul takes flight amidst the desolation&lt;br /&gt;Breaking down the barriers&lt;br /&gt;Finding a rainbow through a forest of trees&lt;br /&gt;Darkness succumbs to the lightness of a new day&lt;br /&gt;Nourishing the beauty within&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;In the eye of the deepest despair, you find love&lt;br /&gt;In the heart of forgiveness you find peace&lt;br /&gt;A seed of compassion grows roots&lt;br /&gt;My love unfolds&lt;br /&gt;For you, I would lay down my own life&lt;br /&gt;Giving shelter from your sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Saving myself, building a bridge&lt;br /&gt;Washing away the stains of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finding love through forgiveness in the eye of despair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5380871213297140626?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5380871213297140626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5380871213297140626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5380871213297140626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5380871213297140626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-eye-of-despair-staring-hatred-in_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3109021802123288370</id><published>2007-12-16T20:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T19:45:58.814-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"As the Storm Approached"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the bank, a storm approaching&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down his face&lt;br /&gt;Flowing into the black velvet night&lt;br /&gt;Dark and forbidding&lt;br /&gt;Holding its beauty, fearing its strength&lt;br /&gt;A vision not so clear&lt;br /&gt;Memories of yesterday’s dream&lt;br /&gt;Anticipation of tomorrow’s mystery&lt;br /&gt;Remembering the pleasures&lt;br /&gt;Footprints fraught with pain&lt;br /&gt;An audacity of conscience&lt;br /&gt;Indistinguishable emotions&lt;br /&gt;A voice rendering the night’s air&lt;br /&gt;An echo of his woeful scream&lt;br /&gt;Jagged edges tearing at his soul&lt;br /&gt;Lightning luminous of a man’s heart&lt;br /&gt;Many losses, much longing&lt;br /&gt;Many twisted paths leading him there&lt;br /&gt;Stormy winds, blowing up the breezes&lt;br /&gt;In the midst seeking meaning to his life&lt;br /&gt;Reaching inside deeper&lt;br /&gt;Basking in the visage of fate&lt;br /&gt;His eyes close heavy-laden&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to feel the sun again&lt;br /&gt;To awaken the melody of his unsung life&lt;br /&gt;To feel another’s touch&lt;br /&gt;To smell the fragrant morning dew&lt;br /&gt;Silence listened to, revealing the inner voice&lt;br /&gt;The storm calms to a motionless perfection&lt;br /&gt;Finding inner sanctum&lt;br /&gt;His heart becomes aware&lt;br /&gt;The answers lie beneath his own skin&lt;br /&gt;Feeble lips whispering low&lt;br /&gt;Clarity of solace&lt;br /&gt;Discovering himself in the midst of the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3109021802123288370?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3109021802123288370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3109021802123288370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3109021802123288370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3109021802123288370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-storm-approached-sitting-on-bank_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4508900909159471634</id><published>2007-12-16T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:20:38.536-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Spirit of the Family Tree"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancestry of Life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ancestors, a link crisscrossed&lt;br /&gt;Connecting the modern generation to its past&lt;br /&gt;Dying before we were born&lt;br /&gt;Each of us being cells of you&lt;br /&gt;Creating family ties, legacies of love&lt;br /&gt;Flesh, blood-replenishing life&lt;br /&gt;Flowing river with many bends&lt;br /&gt;As the path’s walked by man&lt;br /&gt;Roots are long and years lie broad&lt;br /&gt;Bloodstained trails, weathered branches&lt;br /&gt;Severed limbs, creating an origin&lt;br /&gt;Man’s journey lives again in spirit&lt;br /&gt;Engraved in the family tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cup of Life…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quench my soul upon the cup of life&lt;br /&gt;Searching the night for the tender morn behind the dark&lt;br /&gt;An enchanting song that weeps for the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Voices upon the gentle boughs of the willow&lt;br /&gt;Birds in passing fading with a melancholy dream&lt;br /&gt;Wounded wings leaving nothing but a naked spring&lt;br /&gt;A premeditated art of rainbow hues&lt;br /&gt;In simple beauty such as a dream&lt;br /&gt;Breezes flirt with nocturnal whispers&lt;br /&gt;Reflected in the arms of nature’s masterpiece&lt;br /&gt;In restless search for that river of existence&lt;br /&gt;Branches of generations a coffer of stability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past emerging with the present, an eternal flame that carries on&lt;br /&gt;Cup of life... living in the spirit of the family tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4508900909159471634?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4508900909159471634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4813802335592266764</id><published>2007-12-16T20:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:20:04.390-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"For These Things... I Live"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dawn of a new day&lt;br /&gt;Life beckons&lt;br /&gt;Enforced upon me&lt;br /&gt;Desire to run from the unbearable&lt;br /&gt;Yet I cling once more&lt;br /&gt;Asking myself why&lt;br /&gt;My reasons become clear…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life holds mystical powers&lt;br /&gt;Wonders of nature&lt;br /&gt;Azure star-filled skies&lt;br /&gt;Firmament of the heavens&lt;br /&gt;Days decline offering a mild glimmer&lt;br /&gt;Wintered wings of splendour&lt;br /&gt;Lacy snow-covered fields&lt;br /&gt;Fearless flight of the eagle&lt;br /&gt;Superlative song of the thornbird&lt;br /&gt;White-capped waves of the vast sea&lt;br /&gt;Myriad hue of summer’s rose&lt;br /&gt;Soliloquies of a thousand seasons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams not so far away&lt;br /&gt;God’s immeasurable love&lt;br /&gt;A gift, He chose me to make a difference&lt;br /&gt;Given a voice I speak to a stranger that is lonely&lt;br /&gt;Eyes that have perception to lead the blind&lt;br /&gt;Arms that reach out with boundless love&lt;br /&gt;Listening to those that are unheard&lt;br /&gt;Paradigm of His forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Showing others how to open their hearts&lt;br /&gt;Inspiring a lost soul&lt;br /&gt;Arousing a fading spirit&lt;br /&gt;My purpose is profound&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;For these things…I choose LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4813802335592266764?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4813802335592266764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4813802335592266764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4813802335592266764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4813802335592266764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/for-these-things_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5692708134664171815</id><published>2007-12-16T20:19:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:19:29.316-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Vessel of Eternal Purpose"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extending beyond the narrow boundary&lt;br /&gt;Caught between the fine line of birth and death&lt;br /&gt;In a place called LIFE&lt;br /&gt;Within myself I find a continent&lt;br /&gt;Mysterious travels to be seized&lt;br /&gt;Yearning for the sacred source&lt;br /&gt;In quest of the root of identity&lt;br /&gt;My soul the guide, the mother ship&lt;br /&gt;Infallible counsel of my inner voice&lt;br /&gt;Reasons unexplained, but sought&lt;br /&gt;My soul gently whispers…&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;You are LOVE&lt;br /&gt;~.~&lt;br /&gt;Rapturous experience of human passion&lt;br /&gt;Extend that love into LIFE&lt;br /&gt;Life not seen with the eye&lt;br /&gt;Not heard with the ear&lt;br /&gt;But felt with the heart&lt;br /&gt;Birth, love, life&lt;br /&gt;Conception of a beautifying death into ETERNITY&lt;br /&gt;My soul a perpetual flame&lt;br /&gt;Driving my vessel of PURPOSE&lt;br /&gt;Cease these endless whispers of wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5692708134664171815?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5692708134664171815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5692708134664171815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5692708134664171815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5692708134664171815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/vessel-of-eternal-purpose-extending_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5557755322859164340</id><published>2007-12-16T20:18:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:18:56.931-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mending Wings"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purest in white&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful and gentle&lt;br /&gt;From the branch flew&lt;br /&gt;A dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rising above it’s own agony&lt;br /&gt;Reverent at her feet&lt;br /&gt;Watching death embraced&lt;br /&gt;A mortal with no wings to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refract in clouds&lt;br /&gt;Memories sewn in perfect seams&lt;br /&gt;Of madness&lt;br /&gt;Haggard through the morning sky&lt;br /&gt;A haunted earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broken dreams scattered&lt;br /&gt;With each note&lt;br /&gt;Of the dove’s cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pale-hued jasmine&lt;br /&gt;Scents the morose air&lt;br /&gt;Mixture of pleasure and pain&lt;br /&gt;Bitter winds precariously suspended&lt;br /&gt;Against numbing coldness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her life fades...&lt;br /&gt;In delightful release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ascending into the light&lt;br /&gt;Of peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soaring to freedom&lt;br /&gt;In harmony with mending wings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5557755322859164340?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7068812511172141697</id><published>2007-12-16T20:17:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:18:17.211-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sweet Release"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghosts of the past&lt;br /&gt;A mingling of differing emotions&lt;br /&gt;They haunted me-&lt;br /&gt;      in restive slumber&lt;br /&gt;      my waking thoughts ragged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirsting for abiding love&lt;br /&gt;an inebriated soul walking&lt;br /&gt;on streets of deception&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapped and forgotten-&lt;br /&gt;     through chapters gone astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grave dug so deep&lt;br /&gt;I forgot the scent of spring&lt;br /&gt;Mummified within a tomb-&lt;br /&gt;     of pungent memoirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two paths are bestowed-&lt;br /&gt;     to cling to what I cannot change&lt;br /&gt;     or savor the infinite tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;and allow my spirit to be unchained&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even death cannot erase history&lt;br /&gt;But life shall not wilt&lt;br /&gt;the beauty that remains&lt;br /&gt;as waterfalls transform pain-&lt;br /&gt;            into fountains of hope'&lt;br /&gt;and ardent sun dries-&lt;br /&gt;            ancient tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A final glance-&lt;br /&gt;           no melancholy farewell&lt;br /&gt;Adorned not in shades of black&lt;br /&gt;I will rejoice in radiant color&lt;br /&gt;As LOVE ultimately fills the space&lt;br /&gt;where the ghosts lie dormant&lt;br /&gt;And I shall descend as a dove&lt;br /&gt;to the beckoning rustle of silvery wings&lt;br /&gt;and behold the dawn of-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                Sweet release&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3125427066238577927</id><published>2007-12-16T20:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:17:35.006-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I Still Breathe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the silence of night&lt;br /&gt;Where cries were unheard&lt;br /&gt;and tears were hidden&lt;br /&gt;On a pillow that never dried&lt;br /&gt;I prayed&lt;br /&gt;I prayed in earnest&lt;br /&gt;for God to cease&lt;br /&gt;   My very breath&lt;br /&gt;      with next morning’s dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An obligatory smile&lt;br /&gt;Adorning an exhausted face&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts carried&lt;br /&gt;A dark and heavy load&lt;br /&gt;of unrelenting pain&lt;br /&gt;emotions sliced&lt;br /&gt;and bottled up tightly inside&lt;br /&gt;A suffocating prison&lt;br /&gt;  unable to break free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endless attempts&lt;br /&gt;Trying to find&lt;br /&gt;Joy within the walls&lt;br /&gt;That held me in&lt;br /&gt;In the vine of desire&lt;br /&gt;I fell with each climb&lt;br /&gt;Branches reaching only&lt;br /&gt;  So far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world clothed in ignorance&lt;br /&gt;and apathy&lt;br /&gt;Placed on a scale of&lt;br /&gt;Zero to one&lt;br /&gt;In the callous minds&lt;br /&gt;Comparing a dagger&lt;br /&gt;Through my brain&lt;br /&gt;To the ache instilled&lt;br /&gt;With fierce abhorrence&lt;br /&gt;  by the uncaring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Necessitating understanding&lt;br /&gt;And compassion&lt;br /&gt;Felt in the reach of another’s hand&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t want to die&lt;br /&gt;I needed to be surrounded&lt;br /&gt;  with tender armor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest gift&lt;br /&gt;through an unanswered prayer&lt;br /&gt;God’s touch evoking life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               as I still breathe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3125427066238577927?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3125427066238577927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3125427066238577927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3125427066238577927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3125427066238577927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-still-breathe-in-silence-of-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1071010468886422249</id><published>2007-12-16T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:17:02.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Embrace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I attempted to etch words&lt;br /&gt;stirring within&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts roamed&lt;br /&gt;and once again-&lt;br /&gt;   the visions&lt;br /&gt;emerged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind drifted to a place&lt;br /&gt;and the tears fell-&lt;br /&gt;   helplessly&lt;br /&gt;My head resting on a table&lt;br /&gt;that offered no solace&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if the sadness&lt;br /&gt;will ever go away&lt;br /&gt;The vision of faces-&lt;br /&gt;I no longer see&lt;br /&gt;The hands-&lt;br /&gt;I can no longer reach for&lt;br /&gt;And the voices, the sweet voices&lt;br /&gt;unheard in the still of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grasp the memories&lt;br /&gt;yet sometimes-&lt;br /&gt;   they seem a lifetime past&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I question, how so many take&lt;br /&gt;for granted-&lt;br /&gt;those that still breathe&lt;br /&gt;hands that can be touched&lt;br /&gt;Voices that still sing-&lt;br /&gt;   melodious beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;believing they will exist ceaselessly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insignificant pursuits of filth&lt;br /&gt;trading love held-&lt;br /&gt;  in the palm of hands&lt;br /&gt;as if it matters not&lt;br /&gt;Sinister core&lt;br /&gt;siphoning the essence of the heart&lt;br /&gt;tainting a beautiful canvas&lt;br /&gt;once holding life&lt;br /&gt;an undertaker unto yourselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve loved&lt;br /&gt;and I’ve lost&lt;br /&gt;And nothing is more-&lt;br /&gt;   to be cherished&lt;br /&gt;than the GIFT God has given-&lt;br /&gt;   another hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;through the journey of LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hand I now hold-&lt;br /&gt;will be embraced with tender care&lt;br /&gt;and the treasure held deep within-&lt;br /&gt;Until the angels carry me away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it will be then-&lt;br /&gt;  that I return the GIFT&lt;br /&gt;  and shine my light from Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1071010468886422249?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2665552551626248791</id><published>2007-12-16T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:16:12.509-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Simple Longings"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffused in simple longings-&lt;br /&gt;a distance runner&lt;br /&gt;Walking backwards from the confines&lt;br /&gt;Sinking his feet in dust&lt;br /&gt;dancing on dreams&lt;br /&gt;heightening the experience of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baring bones and breathing beauty&lt;br /&gt;Deep in mountain's mist, secluded&lt;br /&gt;a muted silence&lt;br /&gt;Enabling the resonance of&lt;br /&gt;nightingales&lt;br /&gt;A thousand moons enriching streams of stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wind gently felt&lt;br /&gt;with God's embrace&lt;br /&gt;His spirit congregated with completeness&lt;br /&gt;Lulled by magnificent portraits of nature&lt;br /&gt;Upon awakened earth in meditation&lt;br /&gt;Richness wrapt in  life&lt;br /&gt;Peaceful to enter death's door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         -he's already touched Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2665552551626248791?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2665552551626248791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2665552551626248791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Only Those with Wings Can Fathom Joy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rotting by the tide line&lt;br /&gt;I laid bare my vision of dying&lt;br /&gt;and pondered,&lt;br /&gt;"is a deeper happiness not seen&lt;br /&gt;but in death?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds hung too far back&lt;br /&gt;to dampen the battles I fought&lt;br /&gt;My eyes looked tenderly&lt;br /&gt;at the density&lt;br /&gt;upon open veins dripping blood&lt;br /&gt;and wounded wrists pouring truth&lt;br /&gt;I wanted nothing more than to slip&lt;br /&gt;into the sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had built a wall embedded with thorns&lt;br /&gt;Ascending so steep&lt;br /&gt;that I could no longer uncover&lt;br /&gt;what I once held within&lt;br /&gt;My spirit, ghostlike and haunting&lt;br /&gt;mocked across a perpetual existence&lt;br /&gt;of a starving body and a thirsty mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared into slanted rain&lt;br /&gt;as my words became meaningless&lt;br /&gt;like letters eaten by swine&lt;br /&gt;The noose, I riveted&lt;br /&gt;lowering my corpse into a sinister berth&lt;br /&gt;Unable and too weak to extend myself&lt;br /&gt;As others' craving became secondary&lt;br /&gt;while I eluded into obscurity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With blackened eyes I recessed&lt;br /&gt;into a hollow grave&lt;br /&gt;as slumber sheltered the light of day&lt;br /&gt;My psyche dismantled against&lt;br /&gt;pastel walls that spoke coercively-&lt;br /&gt;clarifying that life is a choice...&lt;br /&gt;I could recoil as a venomous snake&lt;br /&gt;and drown in the toxins&lt;br /&gt;or seek respite from the tempest&lt;br /&gt;and allow the tethers to unlace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strained arduously for triumph&lt;br /&gt;Wandering through dense forests&lt;br /&gt;the paths, nearly unbearable&lt;br /&gt;Seeking a renewed breath, a bait&lt;br /&gt;to lure me from my tomb&lt;br /&gt;I was startled by moonlight's grace-&lt;br /&gt;held captive and compelled to "listen"&lt;br /&gt;as mockingbirds crossed the sky&lt;br /&gt;I stood motionless, opening beautiful&lt;br /&gt;a frigid heart&lt;br /&gt;and  asked how they sing so sweet&lt;br /&gt;in a world of hatred and failure&lt;br /&gt;they replied,&lt;br /&gt;"only those with wings can fathom joy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1392601718082534704?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1392601718082534704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1392601718082534704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1392601718082534704'/><link 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sweetest&lt;br /&gt;and most melancholic stories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the autumn of youth&lt;br /&gt;lines cast in drifts past innocence&lt;br /&gt;and extend beyond a child’s sight&lt;br /&gt;in wonder of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mourning the parting bird’s song&lt;br /&gt;iron wings take flight&lt;br /&gt;past a longing and wounded hand&lt;br /&gt;the sum of a perfect trail, lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love disguised&lt;br /&gt;a crawl between conception&lt;br /&gt;and dust above a cold tomb&lt;br /&gt;The broken heart still dreams&lt;br /&gt;returning to once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;as her lips brush against ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends become foes&lt;br /&gt;fueling the beast within&lt;br /&gt;forgetting the heroic face&lt;br /&gt;pretending flesh is already but ashes&lt;br /&gt;as the dying lay open-mouthed in hunger&lt;br /&gt;                                          &lt;br /&gt;A sunken stream holds memories&lt;br /&gt;reflective of golden paths&lt;br /&gt;once rainbowed by a brilliant sun&lt;br /&gt;the spirit now echoes in mere vapors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeds stolen and planted&lt;br /&gt;in hopes of choking winter&lt;br /&gt;waiting for breath-taking flowers&lt;br /&gt;refusing the true giver of freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days wear on in exile&lt;br /&gt;as peace is exchanged&lt;br /&gt;for a greedy man’s whore&lt;br /&gt;and thorns invade the fire&lt;br /&gt;that once fed the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discord hovers over lament&lt;br /&gt;until eyes hold infinite, the "light of truth"&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;br /&gt;Therein-&lt;br /&gt; Lies the joy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2420076144793401472?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5820758678146913744</id><published>2007-12-16T20:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:13:10.692-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Beautifully Orchestrated"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone, many have stood-&lt;br /&gt;The hedge of memory&lt;br /&gt;unrelenting and compelling&lt;br /&gt;begging the weak to plunge&lt;br /&gt;past the brutal roads&lt;br /&gt;that summoned them here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A winded concerto&lt;br /&gt;beautifully orchestrated-&lt;br /&gt;on not less than heaven's voice&lt;br /&gt;exposes a calm above the surf&lt;br /&gt;Seagulls soar over distant billows&lt;br /&gt;an unclouded glare offering&lt;br /&gt;promises not yet filled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unraveling, peace beckons&lt;br /&gt;swallowing taintless breath&lt;br /&gt;I am without shelter&lt;br /&gt;and joyfully drink the warmth&lt;br /&gt;as life listens still-&lt;br /&gt;to my passionate tune&lt;br /&gt;Honoring my beginning&lt;br /&gt;and nourishing the chapters&lt;br /&gt;that lie beyond today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived the burn&lt;br /&gt;and rise sure-footed&lt;br /&gt;on barren land&lt;br /&gt;as virile seeds grow from-&lt;br /&gt;a faithful heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5820758678146913744?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5820758678146913744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5820758678146913744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5820758678146913744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5820758678146913744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/beautifully-orchestrated-alone-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3536894589875811387</id><published>2007-12-16T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:12:32.716-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"My Final Destination"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sit alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a field of shattered dreams&lt;br /&gt;a hollow ground of unspoken grief&lt;br /&gt;Faltering by failed attempts at life&lt;br /&gt;gripping the hard edges of time&lt;br /&gt;Like a razor's violent edge&lt;br /&gt;tunneling a weathered soul&lt;br /&gt;A silence of an ethereal blank stare&lt;br /&gt;Emotions shackled, bleeding and bruised&lt;br /&gt;Lightning crashes, obscuring my senses&lt;br /&gt;Alone in my silent storm&lt;br /&gt;a place where light cannot reach&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in deepest somber&lt;br /&gt;Frightful doubt of living&lt;br /&gt;Flame of hope, dying&lt;br /&gt;Head hung low, tears fall upon my wounds&lt;br /&gt;Maddened by the deep well of longing&lt;br /&gt;Unconscious reckoning within myself&lt;br /&gt;My lips become soundless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awakening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celestial beams light the sky&lt;br /&gt;an emergence with the morning dawn&lt;br /&gt;One ray of light, stirring in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Birds singing in superlative song&lt;br /&gt;Out of nowhere, a pious figure&lt;br /&gt;The voice whispering, "I walk with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with arms wide open&lt;br /&gt;Beckoning cries to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;as hardened ground trembles&lt;br /&gt;Shouting in wistful glee&lt;br /&gt;to my God, my Father&lt;br /&gt;He hears my humble plea&lt;br /&gt;recapturing the flame&lt;br /&gt;My heart is warming&lt;br /&gt;His love has set a prisoner free&lt;br /&gt;Delivered by the blood&lt;br /&gt;flowing from the trees&lt;br /&gt;A colorful panorama of hope&lt;br /&gt;setting my soul ablaze&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the diamond sky&lt;br /&gt;taste the air, breathe sweet life&lt;br /&gt;I have found safe harbor from the storm&lt;br /&gt;Crying a thousand oceans&lt;br /&gt;He wipes my tears dry&lt;br /&gt;Whispering words of comfort in the wind&lt;br /&gt;dancing on a cloud on top of the world&lt;br /&gt;Reaching for the stars, He lifts me up&lt;br /&gt;I rest in the cradle of His peace-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaven, my final destination&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3536894589875811387?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-9026896523399343033</id><published>2007-12-16T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:11:39.625-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spiritual Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"The Face of God"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the darkest of seasons&lt;br /&gt;my spirit barbed and spent&lt;br /&gt;I had fallen&lt;br /&gt;beneath the ground&lt;br /&gt;lower than my own grave&lt;br /&gt;with the fear of a child&lt;br /&gt;and weariness as ancient as time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a tender voice-&lt;br /&gt;compelling and riveting&lt;br /&gt;spoke my name&lt;br /&gt;a figure standing in the mist&lt;br /&gt;reached out&lt;br /&gt;and I stood in the face of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His healing hands touched upon mine&lt;br /&gt;not unlike an earthly father&lt;br /&gt;and I asked,&lt;br /&gt;God, what is my purpose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and He answered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a husband and wife wanted a daughter&lt;br /&gt;and I gave them you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three little miracles needed a mother&lt;br /&gt;and I gave them you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend needed compassion, understanding&lt;br /&gt;and I gave her you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed a loving heart&lt;br /&gt;to mend those broken&lt;br /&gt;and I gave them you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man lost and empty&lt;br /&gt;was seeking love and devotion&lt;br /&gt;and I gave him you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, God&lt;br /&gt;I'm empty and alone now&lt;br /&gt;I feel my purpose is done&lt;br /&gt;and He replied...&lt;br /&gt;it is within this aloneness&lt;br /&gt;that you drew closer to Me&lt;br /&gt;I heard you crying in the night&lt;br /&gt;as you prayed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My child,&lt;br /&gt;I gave not your heart to be broken&lt;br /&gt;I came to dry your tears&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-9026896523399343033?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/9026896523399343033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=9026896523399343033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9026896523399343033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9026896523399343033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/face-of-god-in-darkest-of-seasons-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-6950781828481509020</id><published>2007-12-16T20:08:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:35:42.238-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Poetry'/><title type='text'>"The Real Meaning of Christmas"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is the meaning of Christmas&lt;br /&gt;Some still do not know&lt;br /&gt;It's not about all the presents,&lt;br /&gt;the trees, or mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;It's about the Holy Night and&lt;br /&gt;the star that shined above&lt;br /&gt;That led the wisemen to Baby Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Who gave the Gift of Love&lt;br /&gt;His love is never ending&lt;br /&gt;With us he'll never part&lt;br /&gt;Be forever near us, residing in our hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-6950781828481509020?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/6950781828481509020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=6950781828481509020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/6950781828481509020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Ends"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep vibrant note of passion&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy concerto&lt;br /&gt;Resolutely seeking far&lt;br /&gt;Alluring the dream&lt;br /&gt;Beyond mortal sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirsting for the waters&lt;br /&gt;To fill the need eternally&lt;br /&gt;Stage of beauty and strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voice of joy and fear&lt;br /&gt;Echoing across ocean-scented beach&lt;br /&gt;To be heard&lt;br /&gt;Waves leap against tender flesh&lt;br /&gt;Hunger to be touched&lt;br /&gt;Cradled in gentle hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful spirit exposed&lt;br /&gt;Hypnotic eyes&lt;br /&gt;Pulling at the heart&lt;br /&gt;Weaving into the soul&lt;br /&gt;Drawn to the flame&lt;br /&gt;Embers drown&lt;br /&gt;As the pages turn...&lt;br /&gt;Through life&lt;br /&gt;Slowing down&lt;br /&gt;In search of the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the dance ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-9098088441674814671?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/9098088441674814671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=9098088441674814671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9098088441674814671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9098088441674814671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1284631408842988449</id><published>2007-12-16T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:07:53.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Sights and Sounds"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sights and sounds&lt;br /&gt;Invoke memories once lost&lt;br /&gt;Keepsakes&lt;br /&gt;Along the paths of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dusty trail&lt;br /&gt;Vision lost on rugged ground&lt;br /&gt;Reflective moment of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful melody&lt;br /&gt;Fond memory of a first dance&lt;br /&gt;Harmony of two becoming one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A star wished upon&lt;br /&gt;In wonder and hope&lt;br /&gt;Of that special someone&lt;br /&gt;Wishing on the same bright star&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bird echoes blissful freedom&lt;br /&gt;Through lush forest&lt;br /&gt;Releasing caged spirits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlight casts a dream&lt;br /&gt;Believer’s memoir&lt;br /&gt;A hint of passion spent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears drip upon parched pages&lt;br /&gt;Midst of emotion&lt;br /&gt;Instilled with one phrase&lt;br /&gt;As the past hauntingly appears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rustling leaves of fall’s return&lt;br /&gt;As summer fades&lt;br /&gt;Leaving one more chapter behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentle rose withers&lt;br /&gt;As love descends with the petals&lt;br /&gt;Thorns embedding the heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weep in longing&lt;br /&gt;For what's left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sights and sounds encircle...&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1284631408842988449?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1284631408842988449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1284631408842988449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1284631408842988449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1284631408842988449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/sights-and-sounds-sights-and-sounds_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-9104136782820626069</id><published>2007-12-16T20:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:07:24.921-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In and Out of Rhythm"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music echoes in sweet refrain&lt;br /&gt;After the melody stops&lt;br /&gt;Sunlight warms a new day&lt;br /&gt;After a darkened night&lt;br /&gt;Dance of a thousand tomorrows&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;In rhythm of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engagement beckoned&lt;br /&gt;Against gentle rains&lt;br /&gt;Emotion so authentic&lt;br /&gt;Consummated in octosyllabic prelude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horizontal landscape gathered&lt;br /&gt;At the point of sunrise&lt;br /&gt;Empathetic to a spring&lt;br /&gt;That mislaid its bend&lt;br /&gt;In summer’s compassion&lt;br /&gt;Culmination of heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desire to recall a world&lt;br /&gt;Thirsting for purpose&lt;br /&gt;Compelled to a melancholy night&lt;br /&gt;Waiting on another season&lt;br /&gt;An irrefutable portrait hanging&lt;br /&gt;     Out of rhythm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-9104136782820626069?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/9104136782820626069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=9104136782820626069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9104136782820626069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/9104136782820626069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-and-out-of-rhythm-music-echoes-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8590731880774054156</id><published>2007-12-16T20:05:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:05:56.071-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dying of Thirst"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood at a small bridge under the moonlight. Patiently, waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning sun to cleanse the darkness. The heavens opened midst the dawn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as I stood exposed. The pinnacle of life lay barren as if I was staring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;death in the face. The depths of memories sliced cold through my spine. A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wounded soul trembling within the cycle of seasons, I screamed to arouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abrupt listening, embracing the shadow of a bird.  If only I could grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wings and soar beyond deaf ears and hardened hearts. Wings to lift me upward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to bask in heavenly light; wings to surround me and hover over all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obstacles; wings that I might recall those beautiful moments lost; wings to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take me past the place where ghosts wander. If only my hunger had been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;satisfied tenderly without dying of thirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8590731880774054156?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8590731880774054156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8590731880774054156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8590731880774054156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8590731880774054156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/dying-of-thirst-i-stood-at-small-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7958432938426744706</id><published>2007-12-16T20:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:05:10.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Half Rising, Half Falling"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raging fire&lt;br /&gt;Like the heat of the sun&lt;br /&gt;Escalating within the walls&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts penetrated&lt;br /&gt;hardening the heart&lt;br /&gt;Overtones of deception&lt;br /&gt;Biting my tongue&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for an easier way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altering my bearings&lt;br /&gt;Fear flings open&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to be defeated&lt;br /&gt;shuffling backward&lt;br /&gt;Unable to play the victim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your indulgence of self&lt;br /&gt;Piercing chant of ritual&lt;br /&gt;Lauded for sentiments expressed&lt;br /&gt;Leaning in to witness...&lt;br /&gt;what you are&lt;br /&gt;   what you’ve been&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half-rising around me&lt;br /&gt;Half-falling to rigid ground&lt;br /&gt;Inadequate lighting&lt;br /&gt;Creature caught in the beam&lt;br /&gt;of a darkened path&lt;br /&gt;With no turning back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the cleansing depth&lt;br /&gt;of truth&lt;br /&gt;Two specters aching to believe&lt;br /&gt;Midst the rivulet of rain&lt;br /&gt;trapped and contained&lt;br /&gt;Where demons flock like shadows&lt;br /&gt;Fragmented ghosts of the past&lt;br /&gt;merging with the present&lt;br /&gt;Rustling through empty winds&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for the dawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the sky remains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   Untouched&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7958432938426744706?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7958432938426744706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7958432938426744706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7958432938426744706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7958432938426744706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/half-rising-half-falling-raging-fire.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2704141433532030375</id><published>2007-12-16T20:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:04:26.834-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Destined Milestones"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetracked and aimless&lt;br /&gt;as darkness clenches&lt;br /&gt;I'm rapt as a hostage within memoirs&lt;br /&gt;collapsing inside my psyche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in fear-&lt;br /&gt;I saw the years change to moments&lt;br /&gt;witnessing the destined milestones&lt;br /&gt;in the faces of Mommy and Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Those who bestowed me life&lt;br /&gt;were reversing the circle&lt;br /&gt;bending towards a new passage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unprepared to face the final chapter&lt;br /&gt;mortality stumbled like a thief&lt;br /&gt;pilfering a child's smile&lt;br /&gt;My heart sealed off and bruised&lt;br /&gt;as a pine box nailed and wired tightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's days were numbered&lt;br /&gt;as his body grew feeble&lt;br /&gt;seldom uttering sufferings&lt;br /&gt;to spare others the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;On my son's birthday&lt;br /&gt;a fall, crushed his brain stem&lt;br /&gt;leaving only a bated heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;and a mind wiped from existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In winter's snow-drift&lt;br /&gt;his casket was lowered&lt;br /&gt;into a solemn place&lt;br /&gt;swallowed by earth&lt;br /&gt;where trees and sun surround&lt;br /&gt;in remembrance of a man&lt;br /&gt;of great character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother, in solitary confinement&lt;br /&gt;of a mummified body&lt;br /&gt;lost the vision&lt;br /&gt;tarrying for seven years&lt;br /&gt;until illness struck without warning&lt;br /&gt;Doctors said they could make her better&lt;br /&gt;but a phone call revealed another story&lt;br /&gt;She required emergency surgery&lt;br /&gt;never to awaken again&lt;br /&gt;holding on by artificial means&lt;br /&gt;until life let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She laid peaceful in a beautiful casket&lt;br /&gt;adorned with tender flowers&lt;br /&gt;and teardrops that fell from those&lt;br /&gt;whose life she had touched&lt;br /&gt;and the longest journey began&lt;br /&gt;as we crossed onto the grounds&lt;br /&gt;and last goodbyes were spoken&lt;br /&gt;in reverance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the dusk of consuming tribulation&lt;br /&gt;a miracle emerged...&lt;br /&gt;I fell to the ground in bereavement&lt;br /&gt;My daughter by my side&lt;br /&gt;and she looked to the heavens&lt;br /&gt;to see a wondrous site&lt;br /&gt;Two of the brightest stars ever seen&lt;br /&gt;overlapped in a timeless space&lt;br /&gt;beyond my plaintive grasp&lt;br /&gt;A sign...&lt;br /&gt;the reuniting of two souls&lt;br /&gt;in a place where maladies&lt;br /&gt;and fear are left behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dried my tears&lt;br /&gt;and in that solitary moment&lt;br /&gt;my childhood faded&lt;br /&gt;and cast a new mold of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yearning still clings...&lt;br /&gt;to embrace warmth once again&lt;br /&gt;If I could bribe them from the gates of Heaven&lt;br /&gt;I'd place flowers at their feet&lt;br /&gt;in hopes the path would draw closer&lt;br /&gt;their faces to my sight&lt;br /&gt;and I could touch upon&lt;br /&gt;the conception of childhood once again&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2704141433532030375?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2704141433532030375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2704141433532030375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2704141433532030375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2704141433532030375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/destined-milestones-sidetracked-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-6500049133066055609</id><published>2007-12-16T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:03:43.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Life Caught in Panes of Glass"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in crystal surrounds&lt;br /&gt;so peaceful is the refuge&lt;br /&gt;a brilliant design&lt;br /&gt;of color that shifts&lt;br /&gt;in reflection (of life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an illumination of wonder&lt;br /&gt;where a mere flicker&lt;br /&gt;becomes the beacon&lt;br /&gt;enticing birds to witness&lt;br /&gt;what lies within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in sorrow, panes can shatter&lt;br /&gt;pieces of a dream, lost&lt;br /&gt;lewd shadows casting&lt;br /&gt;upon yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;once so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a season out of place&lt;br /&gt;glares past the window&lt;br /&gt;in wonder of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;hope of a new spring&lt;br /&gt;that may lean through&lt;br /&gt;and blissfully catch...&lt;br /&gt;the dust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-6500049133066055609?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/6500049133066055609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=6500049133066055609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/6500049133066055609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/6500049133066055609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/life-caught-in-panes-of-glass-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-170709995421745163</id><published>2007-12-16T20:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:02:02.525-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In the Wisp of Waking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the wisp of waking-&lt;br /&gt;morning spread in remembrance&lt;br /&gt;Your body so near&lt;br /&gt;as if giving mine life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love forms the thought&lt;br /&gt;desire prefaces the motion&lt;br /&gt;Eyes speaking to each other&lt;br /&gt;lips savoring lips&lt;br /&gt;Parched with the same rush of air&lt;br /&gt;as music dances in brushed whispers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracing your words with passion&lt;br /&gt;our souls tangle between the sheets&lt;br /&gt;Framing your face with my hands&lt;br /&gt;Pulling you to me&lt;br /&gt;Flesh wrapped in dreams&lt;br /&gt;of now&lt;br /&gt;Yearning to taste a new language&lt;br /&gt;of tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in communal bliss&lt;br /&gt;an intersection of resonant focus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you,&lt;br /&gt;I become more than myself&lt;br /&gt;Holding you within me&lt;br /&gt;the fit is complete&lt;br /&gt;Singing with the Creator’s approval&lt;br /&gt;Each moment consumed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In wondrous flight of consecration&lt;br /&gt;Carrying us until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow’s wake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-170709995421745163?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/170709995421745163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=170709995421745163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/170709995421745163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/170709995421745163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-wisp-of-waking-in-wisp-of-waking_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1670139288207824071</id><published>2007-12-16T20:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:01:30.080-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Encompassed Within a Miracle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched his face in dreams&lt;br /&gt;a last climb to the moon&lt;br /&gt;stepping off another cloud&lt;br /&gt;past empty vessels of hope&lt;br /&gt;as hours drained my blood&lt;br /&gt;Unable to quench the fire&lt;br /&gt;that burned within&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He searched through a thousand&lt;br /&gt;stars to find my wish&lt;br /&gt;and created a  meandering&lt;br /&gt;path of roses&lt;br /&gt;enticing and embroidered&lt;br /&gt;with scents of spring&lt;br /&gt;A touch of heaven lighting&lt;br /&gt;my way&lt;br /&gt;into his heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hold onto every touch&lt;br /&gt;every kiss&lt;br /&gt;as the sun seals the warmth&lt;br /&gt;of his lips&lt;br /&gt;How sweetly flows the love&lt;br /&gt;as we become one&lt;br /&gt;thrusting inside my soul&lt;br /&gt;submerged deeply and complete&lt;br /&gt;deserving the embrace&lt;br /&gt;of the dawn&lt;br /&gt;in glorious rapture&lt;br /&gt;of the vision&lt;br /&gt;that took flight&lt;br /&gt;within his arms&lt;br /&gt;and the flame still burns&lt;br /&gt;brightly-&lt;br /&gt;encompassed within a miracle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1670139288207824071?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1670139288207824071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1670139288207824071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1670139288207824071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1670139288207824071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/encompassed-within-miracle-i-touched.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1986958634620850104</id><published>2007-12-16T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T20:00:49.298-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Promise of a Deeper Sea"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On murmur of my next breath&lt;br /&gt;Rapturous wave of desire&lt;br /&gt;Hungering for life’s flowering root&lt;br /&gt;of love&lt;br /&gt;Love’s promise of a deeper sea&lt;br /&gt;When two become one&lt;br /&gt;a sacred flame&lt;br /&gt;that will burn eternally&lt;br /&gt;Surmounting every obstacle&lt;br /&gt;Within him, I’ll find myself&lt;br /&gt;Souls exposed in soft caress&lt;br /&gt;Exploring the mystery&lt;br /&gt;into awareness&lt;br /&gt;Harping muses ring&lt;br /&gt;Soft music against candlelight&lt;br /&gt;All uncertainties abandoned&lt;br /&gt;Quivering with his touch&lt;br /&gt;on petals of velvet&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the hunger&lt;br /&gt;fulfilling the need&lt;br /&gt;Soft and slow&lt;br /&gt;Kisses melting the layers&lt;br /&gt;within mellow harmony&lt;br /&gt;So deep&lt;br /&gt;so very deep inside me&lt;br /&gt;I lose sight&lt;br /&gt;outside of him&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicatingly beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Impressions made hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Passion’s blend&lt;br /&gt;with each thrust&lt;br /&gt;Drawing nearer&lt;br /&gt;nearer to him&lt;br /&gt;Making love&lt;br /&gt;Pure love beyond the physical&lt;br /&gt;a glimpse of heaven-&lt;br /&gt;I’ll search no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1986958634620850104?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1986958634620850104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1986958634620850104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1986958634620850104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1986958634620850104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/promise-of-deeper-sea-on-murmur-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5092601417216850613</id><published>2007-12-16T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:59:36.599-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Romance Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"September Song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspended in yearning&lt;br /&gt;Awaiting for his arrival&lt;br /&gt;Exotic fragrances of late summer&lt;br /&gt;Simmering passion&lt;br /&gt;Apex of desire&lt;br /&gt;Forbidden distance&lt;br /&gt;Arousing warmer blood&lt;br /&gt;Ascending in the midst of the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;He slides onto the silken sheets&lt;br /&gt;My speech stolen&lt;br /&gt;With his hungry flesh against mine&lt;br /&gt;Craving voices with a gasping kiss&lt;br /&gt;An iridescent vibration&lt;br /&gt;Undressing the fruit&lt;br /&gt;His lips, to drink, to kiss, to love&lt;br /&gt;From his palms, invasive fingers&lt;br /&gt;Rapturous valley of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Smoldering fire, thrusting desire&lt;br /&gt;Eager limbs slippery&lt;br /&gt;In a sultry moist-laden air&lt;br /&gt;Liquefying euphonious sounds&lt;br /&gt;Torrid is our passion&lt;br /&gt;Meandering among the flowers&lt;br /&gt;A grateful seethe&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow with the tide&lt;br /&gt;Milking the delicacy of flesh&lt;br /&gt;Dripping, melting with our September song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5092601417216850613?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5092601417216850613/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5116308740038628153</id><published>2007-12-16T19:55:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:57:09.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Most of All"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corroded and splintered&lt;br /&gt;Reality lost in the presence&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure felt in the absence&lt;br /&gt;Enlightened to a superior pain&lt;br /&gt;Still, you fear&lt;br /&gt;Paying a fee&lt;br /&gt;Losing yourself&lt;br /&gt;A mummified body in quest of life&lt;br /&gt;State of brokenness&lt;br /&gt;Breeding sadness&lt;br /&gt;As a bird's fleeting shadow&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the warmth&lt;br /&gt;To mock the sun&lt;br /&gt;Innate need for a resuscitating breath&lt;br /&gt;Finding your way out&lt;br /&gt;Through a wish called freedom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surviving the valley of the dead&lt;br /&gt;You called my name...&lt;br /&gt;Painted your touch upon my skin&lt;br /&gt;Raising me up&lt;br /&gt;to more&lt;br /&gt;Than I thought I could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many roads to unravel&lt;br /&gt;Painfully dreaming of the dagger&lt;br /&gt;The past is over worn&lt;br /&gt;An aimless band&lt;br /&gt;Of lingering remnants&lt;br /&gt;Blind to your beauty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you could see yourself&lt;br /&gt;  through my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Measurement of knowledge and wisdom&lt;br /&gt;Bestowing understanding and strength&lt;br /&gt;Courage to wade through life’s storms&lt;br /&gt;Lover with tenderness unmet&lt;br /&gt;I drown in your pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Evoking endless passion&lt;br /&gt;Your gentle voice drifting me&lt;br /&gt;to peaceful slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desire to be your sea of harmony&lt;br /&gt;Riding together in frothy waves&lt;br /&gt;Against all odds&lt;br /&gt;Taste my craving...&lt;br /&gt;  to expose my heart&lt;br /&gt;Concealing nothing&lt;br /&gt;As seasons’ bliss culminates in&lt;br /&gt;Melodious song&lt;br /&gt;In the spring shall lie love’s way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claim the star that holds my name&lt;br /&gt;Let it surround you in conviction&lt;br /&gt;More than spoken words&lt;br /&gt;Let me seal your soul&lt;br /&gt;In belief that I love you...&lt;br /&gt;Most of all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5116308740038628153?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5116308740038628153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5116308740038628153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5116308740038628153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/5116308740038628153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/most-of-all-corroded-and-splintered.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8293786418672400666</id><published>2007-12-16T19:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:54:38.943-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Silent Voice of Destiny"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was summoned&lt;br /&gt;From the silent voice of destiny&lt;br /&gt;Before my soul was born&lt;br /&gt;before my heart beat faintly&lt;br /&gt;Upon a heavenly earth&lt;br /&gt;You loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As stars were placed&lt;br /&gt;Against a slender moon&lt;br /&gt;I breathed fresh air of life&lt;br /&gt;within your existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the first peak of light&lt;br /&gt;Your face held gently&lt;br /&gt;A silken veil&lt;br /&gt;Uncovering our purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Softly, slowly you found me&lt;br /&gt;Your words pressed hard&lt;br /&gt;Into a rising flame&lt;br /&gt;Clouds removed from bitter history&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeply promised&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts merged as one&lt;br /&gt;Myriad of sweet devotion&lt;br /&gt;Melting into one being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An enchanting scene surrounds&lt;br /&gt;In the arms of love&lt;br /&gt;Floating on a stream&lt;br /&gt;That will never run dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the melodies&lt;br /&gt;Resonant with a soft-breathing harp&lt;br /&gt;Your breath&lt;br /&gt;Your touch&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Have become mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never to depart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8293786418672400666?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8293786418672400666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8293786418672400666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8293786418672400666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8293786418672400666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/silent-voice-of-destiny-i-was-summoned_8941.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8728850221275699219</id><published>2007-12-16T19:53:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:54:09.272-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Stretching Beyond Desire"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful picture painted&lt;br /&gt;on the canvas of stars&lt;br /&gt;as fate sealed love&lt;br /&gt;Two souls moving towards&lt;br /&gt;one another&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uncontrollable inferno&lt;br /&gt;blazing with passion&lt;br /&gt;a deliberate conception from nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Plucked from Heaven’s unseen touch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story unfolds&lt;br /&gt;and night skies descend&lt;br /&gt;Bestowing answered prayers&lt;br /&gt;as emotions billow against&lt;br /&gt;tempestuous oceans&lt;br /&gt;Tides rise to a dazzling moon&lt;br /&gt;embracing star-dust dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling home in his arms&lt;br /&gt;without resistance&lt;br /&gt;stretching beyond desire&lt;br /&gt;His voice lingers on my name&lt;br /&gt;as if clinging to each letter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch is found in a rush of air-&lt;br /&gt;brushing against hungry skin&lt;br /&gt;Melting stones beneath his feet&lt;br /&gt;and floating on silver pavement&lt;br /&gt;Heartbeat against heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;a thousand moments refracting time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feathered wings sing of the sun&lt;br /&gt;murmured in dawn’s waking&lt;br /&gt;His gaze, mirroring my eyes enchantment&lt;br /&gt;Breathing one more scent of him within-&lt;br /&gt;a chapter of purpose embossed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Each breath belonging to&lt;br /&gt;Heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8728850221275699219?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8728850221275699219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8728850221275699219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8728850221275699219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8728850221275699219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/stretching-beyond-desire-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1364697512630913324</id><published>2007-12-16T19:52:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:53:04.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Fantasy of Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere in a distant place and time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived a fantasy of love divine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fleeting glimpse of moonlight on your hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue eyes dancing without a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moonlit walks, gazing at the stars above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, sparked by true love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I awake to reality out of my trance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrors of your memory in every glance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1364697512630913324?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1364697512630913324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1364697512630913324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1364697512630913324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1364697512630913324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/fantasy-of-love-somewhere-in-distant.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7278583253664164182</id><published>2007-12-16T19:52:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:52:38.124-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Tiny Dancer"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emerging to a place she had never been&lt;br /&gt;Swaying in his arms, a demure form&lt;br /&gt;Beneath star-laced skies love dressed&lt;br /&gt;A softer shade of moon&lt;br /&gt;Bodies in sync, moving as one&lt;br /&gt;Her heart had fallen on his path&lt;br /&gt;A mystic place she would never escape&lt;br /&gt;Magically connecting their souls&lt;br /&gt;Kindred spirits, a celestial aura&lt;br /&gt;Her legs like a ballerina’s&lt;br /&gt;Enticing all his senses&lt;br /&gt;An ebb and flow of unyielding surrender&lt;br /&gt;A fierce undeniable attraction&lt;br /&gt;Eyes gazing upon their heart’s desire&lt;br /&gt;His arms offering a safe haven&lt;br /&gt;A brief respite from her prison&lt;br /&gt;He mends her&lt;br /&gt;Freeing the thorn in her heart&lt;br /&gt;Unleashing a single perfect rose&lt;br /&gt;Dancing to the rhythm of a tender wind&lt;br /&gt;Passions lay bare&lt;br /&gt;Her legs like a slippery silk&lt;br /&gt;Passion created in this moment beyond words&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts beat as one&lt;br /&gt;Merging a melody and cadence&lt;br /&gt;A vessel of hope and dreams&lt;br /&gt;Memories in a world that stood still&lt;br /&gt;Embracing his tiny dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7278583253664164182?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7278583253664164182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7278583253664164182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7278583253664164182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7278583253664164182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/tiny-dancer-emerging-to-place-she-had_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4052381836884936136</id><published>2007-12-16T19:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:52:03.936-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Light at the End of the Tunnel"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to life with faith&lt;br /&gt;trying to find my way&lt;br /&gt;many bridges crossed&lt;br /&gt;sometimes losing along the course&lt;br /&gt;darkness my companion&lt;br /&gt;Mist turning into torrential rain&lt;br /&gt;few days with laughter&lt;br /&gt;countless filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;Wept and prayed for something more&lt;br /&gt;many promises broken&lt;br /&gt;THE dream still held in my heart&lt;br /&gt;knowing there’s a place waiting&lt;br /&gt;Another soul destined for mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve felt you deeply...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so deeply within&lt;br /&gt;Preparing to meet the face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;tears take aim&lt;br /&gt;my hand reaches out&lt;br /&gt;And there you are...&lt;br /&gt;A moment in time&lt;br /&gt;The world stands still&lt;br /&gt;The way you look&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;between the heavens and stars&lt;br /&gt;You’re all I’ve ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;You’re what I’ve lived for&lt;br /&gt;Our bodies, minds and souls&lt;br /&gt;a perfect mold&lt;br /&gt;Together we find the light&lt;br /&gt;restless nights left behind&lt;br /&gt;Ebb and flow of pure love and ecstasy&lt;br /&gt;within our tender hearts&lt;br /&gt;God gave me you&lt;br /&gt;We shall feel no more rain&lt;br /&gt;being each other’s shelter&lt;br /&gt;Lovers and friends entwined&lt;br /&gt;Love that will grow&lt;br /&gt;beyond all distance and time&lt;br /&gt;One dream, one life...&lt;br /&gt;we found our way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4052381836884936136?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4052381836884936136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4052381836884936136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4052381836884936136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4052381836884936136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/light-at-end-of-tunnel-clinging-to-life_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8532103779885889776</id><published>2007-12-16T19:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:51:33.343-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love's Aim"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gently by a thousand wings&lt;br /&gt;Which o’er our spirits fly&lt;br /&gt;Like breezes o’er hearts tender strings&lt;br /&gt;Love’s aim cannot we deny&lt;br /&gt;Soul renewed, face of beauty’s kiss&lt;br /&gt;Melodious song touching the night&lt;br /&gt;Gentle rain of rhythm’s bliss&lt;br /&gt;Under dainty moon burning bright&lt;br /&gt;Two names whispered upon the wind&lt;br /&gt;Destined harmony, a timeless end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8532103779885889776?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8532103779885889776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8532103779885889776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8532103779885889776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8532103779885889776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/loves-aim-and-gently-by-thousand-wings_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1126073860241881507</id><published>2007-12-16T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:51:04.471-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“Touch”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unspoken words tracing flesh&lt;br /&gt;Penetrating the heart&lt;br /&gt;Softly, deeply remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Kiss"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet liqueur lip to lip&lt;br /&gt;Soft and tender&lt;br /&gt;Melody without words&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Beyond Like"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deeper within the heart&lt;br /&gt;Flame into fiery&lt;br /&gt;Embers forever burn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1126073860241881507?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1126073860241881507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1126073860241881507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1126073860241881507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1126073860241881507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/touch-unspoken-words-tracing-flesh_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-98395494622074763</id><published>2007-12-16T19:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:49:23.683-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love's Hook"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect pretty words&lt;br /&gt;Laced under the moon&lt;br /&gt;Injected through love’s core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-98395494622074763?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/98395494622074763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=98395494622074763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/98395494622074763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/98395494622074763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/loves-hook-perfect-pretty-words-laced_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1465868252752078974</id><published>2007-12-16T19:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:48:26.913-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"An Angel's Words"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weary soldier&lt;br /&gt;Trodden down from battle&lt;br /&gt;Scars deep and hardened&lt;br /&gt;As a barefoot orphan&lt;br /&gt;Lost in fallen snow&lt;br /&gt;Night falls in treeless space&lt;br /&gt;Among the colored troops&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping within enemies' gunshot&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be remembered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;The skies fill with stars&lt;br /&gt;As light disentangles&lt;br /&gt;From darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An angel's words...&lt;br /&gt;Letters from far away&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy freely flow&lt;br /&gt;Rescuing a dying man&lt;br /&gt;Her named carved deeply&lt;br /&gt;In airless breeze&lt;br /&gt;Attempt to bring her near&lt;br /&gt;She lies beside him&lt;br /&gt;An etched image&lt;br /&gt;Untouched yet melodious&lt;br /&gt;Consuming him with fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He fell deeply...&lt;br /&gt;Deeply in love&lt;br /&gt;Without the facade&lt;br /&gt;of flesh&lt;br /&gt;His heart belongs to her&lt;br /&gt;Even through the distance&lt;br /&gt;Her kiss belongs to him&lt;br /&gt;Stamped in parchment&lt;br /&gt;Filling emotion to heal the wounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winds of war forsake him&lt;br /&gt;His angel will guide him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1465868252752078974?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1465868252752078974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=1465868252752078974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1465868252752078974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/1465868252752078974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/angels-words-weary-soldier-trodden-down.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-797906134046422309</id><published>2007-12-16T19:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:47:47.610-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I Believe"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracing history&lt;br /&gt;I believed the lies&lt;br /&gt;Never-ending island of deception&lt;br /&gt;Veiled shadow&lt;br /&gt;Becoming someone else to please&lt;br /&gt;My best not good enough&lt;br /&gt;Body separated from soul&lt;br /&gt;Imprisonment of past conditioning&lt;br /&gt;As the credits rolled&lt;br /&gt;Conforming to the script&lt;br /&gt;Seeking acceptance&lt;br /&gt;Losing more than I gained&lt;br /&gt;A path barren and devoid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light descends from nowhere...&lt;br /&gt;A strange enchantment&lt;br /&gt;Cast upon my heart&lt;br /&gt;Memories become a blur&lt;br /&gt;Mirrored brilliance with the dawn&lt;br /&gt;A profound purpose&lt;br /&gt;As I regained myself&lt;br /&gt;A dream taking shape&lt;br /&gt;Before my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Your face, I’ve searched for&lt;br /&gt;All my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world stands still&lt;br /&gt;With your soothing touch&lt;br /&gt;Merging into the depths&lt;br /&gt;Beyond reason&lt;br /&gt;Pain, a distant memory&lt;br /&gt;Your laughter cures my grief&lt;br /&gt;My burning eyes softened&lt;br /&gt;With your gaze&lt;br /&gt;Breathing in your love&lt;br /&gt;I find home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts between words&lt;br /&gt;Become tranquil space&lt;br /&gt;Your voice lingers in the silence&lt;br /&gt;Transcending practical&lt;br /&gt;Existing in a world of our own&lt;br /&gt;Limited only to what&lt;br /&gt;We allow ourselves&lt;br /&gt;        to see, to feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your presence felt deep&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful journey to savor&lt;br /&gt;Your world in tune perfectly with mine&lt;br /&gt;A sonnet of reality&lt;br /&gt;Spiracle of the blanket to your soul&lt;br /&gt;That holds me willingly&lt;br /&gt;A symphony of utter sweetness&lt;br /&gt;Felt within September's kiss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dreams shall fly...&lt;br /&gt;Beneath the skin of moonlight&lt;br /&gt;Caressed midst the stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the battles fought&lt;br /&gt;Brought me here&lt;br /&gt;And now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         I believe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-797906134046422309?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/797906134046422309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=797906134046422309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/797906134046422309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/797906134046422309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-believe-tracing-history-i-believed.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3714656003630412444</id><published>2007-12-16T19:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:47:05.715-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Silver Rains"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first touch&lt;br /&gt;Edged by layers of longing&lt;br /&gt;I hold you...&lt;br /&gt;Gasping, as your lips meet mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moment removed from heaven&lt;br /&gt;Love defined in measurement&lt;br /&gt;of the flesh&lt;br /&gt;Penetrating the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulling you within me&lt;br /&gt;Complete and deep&lt;br /&gt;Tenderly dissolved&lt;br /&gt;In passion's flame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spirits bathed profoundly&lt;br /&gt;As our hands entwine&lt;br /&gt;Never to let go&lt;br /&gt;A melody in perfect tune&lt;br /&gt;No words need spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you reach into my depths&lt;br /&gt;You calm me&lt;br /&gt;In your arms I find&lt;br /&gt;Myself&lt;br /&gt;A home safe and free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meld as one&lt;br /&gt;In faint shimmers of&lt;br /&gt;Silence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake unto me...&lt;br /&gt;Under violet-blue skies&lt;br /&gt;As the stars watch in envy&lt;br /&gt;I gaze into the eyes&lt;br /&gt;Of the one...&lt;br /&gt;The only one I love&lt;br /&gt;Silver rains&lt;br /&gt;Revealing the dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Forevermore&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3714656003630412444?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3714656003630412444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3714656003630412444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3714656003630412444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3714656003630412444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/silver-rains-first-touch-edged-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8050950022875969418</id><published>2007-12-16T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:46:16.832-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"We Shall Dance Once More"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We laughed; we cried; we loved…we danced, a moment in time, bathed in blissful union.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly our rainbow turned to black and white, a hundred-year old ghost turning the page. Half embalmed I watched you depart. Your kiss, your warm embrace remains. The day wore on, the sun dragged heavily over barren skies. My heart protrudes through broken roots of my soul, veiling my deepest feelings; fearing the next move within the bestial frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each moment of every day I trace the memory of your lips upon mine, your touch upon my heart. Your image surrounds me, reflective of preceding chapters and what lies ahead. Haunting melodies stop me in my tracks, your presence felt deeply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve paid the toll for each brooded wrong, bearing grief, craving death; swirled in the dust like foreign matter as fingers point sharply. I’ve drowned on rain-soaked earth as judgment harshly severed my being. Attempts to take away what I cherish most, a huge torrent redirecting my path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without pause between breaths, I trace the horizon, determined to climb the mountain, against all odds. I dream of a peaceful meadow where we can run free, resuming our love beneath moon’s radiance as cherubs sing in approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver rains fall gently against my eyes, your face seen in the distance, mingled with spring. A thousand maddening efforts of life evaporate, faith that our love will stand the test of time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           and we shall dance once more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8050950022875969418?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8050950022875969418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8050950022875969418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8050950022875969418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8050950022875969418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-shall-dance-once-more-we-laughed-we.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5656971421291263987</id><published>2007-12-16T19:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:45:20.411-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And Still, We Dance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of our hearts filled the hall&lt;br /&gt;unlike ever before&lt;br /&gt;And we “danced”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two souls touched&lt;br /&gt;as the melody lightened&lt;br /&gt;Orchestrating love to a higher level&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicating emotion savored&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the wonder&lt;br /&gt;Swaying beneath watchful eyes&lt;br /&gt;without a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of the puzzle descending&lt;br /&gt;from a clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Forming a lucid picture&lt;br /&gt;Like the first warm day of spring&lt;br /&gt;Kindred spirits navigating towards&lt;br /&gt;   a common plane&lt;br /&gt;External forces opening eyes&lt;br /&gt;Celestial tears falling&lt;br /&gt;with almost unbearable intensity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath of purpose…&lt;br /&gt;Tropical stream of passion&lt;br /&gt;Floating vapor sung&lt;br /&gt;at shrilling heights&lt;br /&gt;Carrying me in his hands slowly&lt;br /&gt;To places nameless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He charily moves the petals aside&lt;br /&gt;Discovering a perfect blossom&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the glistening pearl&lt;br /&gt;Assembled dulcet rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;thrusting with beauty&lt;br /&gt;that stands the test of time&lt;br /&gt;Pulsating beneath his touch&lt;br /&gt;Serenading in tempo…&lt;br /&gt;Flame against flame&lt;br /&gt;Laden with moisture&lt;br /&gt;Tasting the essence&lt;br /&gt;Senses deluged and shuddered&lt;br /&gt;Pushed deep into sweet oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Bodies spasm in rush of liquid heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a torn window&lt;br /&gt;an attainable moon holds the night&lt;br /&gt;Luminating a solitary rose&lt;br /&gt;Carved semblance, nurtured and preserved&lt;br /&gt;by the force and will of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers weaving under gentle blankets&lt;br /&gt;Finding a place&lt;br /&gt;  we were always meant to be&lt;br /&gt;One silhouette rising with the dawn&lt;br /&gt;embracing morning’s sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still...&lt;br /&gt;we dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5656971421291263987?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1562664184330102277</id><published>2007-12-16T19:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:44:44.556-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And Still, We Dance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music of our hearts filled the hall&lt;br /&gt;unlike ever before&lt;br /&gt;And we “danced”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two souls touched&lt;br /&gt;as the melody lightened&lt;br /&gt;Orchestrating love to a higher level&lt;br /&gt;Intoxicating emotion savored&lt;br /&gt;Sharing the wonder&lt;br /&gt;Swaying beneath watchful eyes&lt;br /&gt;without a care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pieces of the puzzle descending&lt;br /&gt;from a clear blue sky&lt;br /&gt;Forming a lucid picture&lt;br /&gt;Like the first warm day of spring&lt;br /&gt;Kindred spirits navigating towards&lt;br /&gt;     a common plane&lt;br /&gt;External forces opening eyes&lt;br /&gt;Celestial tears falling&lt;br /&gt;with almost unbearable intensity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath of purpose…&lt;br /&gt;Tropical stream of passion&lt;br /&gt;Floating vapor sung&lt;br /&gt;at shrilling heights&lt;br /&gt;Carrying me in his hands slowly&lt;br /&gt;To places nameless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He charily moves the petals aside&lt;br /&gt;Discovering a perfect blossom&lt;br /&gt;Seeking the glistening pearl&lt;br /&gt;Assembled dulcet rhapsody&lt;br /&gt;thrusting with beauty&lt;br /&gt;that stands the test of time&lt;br /&gt;Pulsating beneath his touch&lt;br /&gt;Serenading in tempo…&lt;br /&gt;Flame against flame&lt;br /&gt;Laden with moisture&lt;br /&gt;Tasting the essence&lt;br /&gt;Senses deluged and shuddered&lt;br /&gt;Pushed deep into sweet oblivion&lt;br /&gt;Bodies spasm in rush of liquid heat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through a torn window&lt;br /&gt;an attainable moon holds the night&lt;br /&gt;Luminating a solitary rose&lt;br /&gt;Carved semblance, nurtured and preserved&lt;br /&gt;by the force and will of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers weaving under gentle blankets&lt;br /&gt;Finding a place&lt;br /&gt;    we were always meant to be&lt;br /&gt;One silhouette rising with the dawn&lt;br /&gt;embracing morning’s sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               We dance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1562664184330102277?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/1562664184330102277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1630758961876137701</id><published>2007-12-16T19:43:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:43:41.435-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Completeness"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the sinister darkness&lt;br /&gt;under silvery radiance&lt;br /&gt;   Passions are born&lt;br /&gt;Eager for moments of emotion&lt;br /&gt;Temptations of the flesh&lt;br /&gt;       Bathing the soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bareness embedded in his warmth&lt;br /&gt;Consumed with maddening blaze&lt;br /&gt;Wafting into tremulous currents&lt;br /&gt;        perfumed scent of pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Succulent mouths dripping&lt;br /&gt;          As flaccid skin absorbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sultry motion of touch&lt;br /&gt;Awakened with surging rush of heat&lt;br /&gt;Pace ascending with voracious appetite&lt;br /&gt;Hardness pressed against my body&lt;br /&gt;     Stealing his air&lt;br /&gt;His strength penetrating&lt;br /&gt;Thrusting midst a sea of gyrating bodies&lt;br /&gt;Quivers in ecstatic flow&lt;br /&gt;            Undulating rhythm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering the full depth&lt;br /&gt;Of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I linger in his eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Catapulted into rapture&lt;br /&gt;   Satiated into idyllic slumber&lt;br /&gt;Until the night evaporates away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         And the sun rises in envy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1630758961876137701?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2241914099218242892</id><published>2007-12-16T19:41:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:43:12.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Under Moonlight's Caress"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donned in silken raiment&lt;br /&gt;My body traveled a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;to lay beside you&lt;br /&gt;Poets failing to describe&lt;br /&gt;tender emotion&lt;br /&gt;as you move inside me&lt;br /&gt;Silent depths serenading&lt;br /&gt;as I’m consumed in your flame&lt;br /&gt;Two souls wedged&lt;br /&gt; in a temple of want and need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ebb and flow of&lt;br /&gt;Lust and love&lt;br /&gt;Like spectral adversaries&lt;br /&gt;as candlelight splashes against&lt;br /&gt;A solitary silhouette&lt;br /&gt;Pleading to hold on&lt;br /&gt;Daring to attain unreachable heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raven tresses entangled&lt;br /&gt;Though gentle hands&lt;br /&gt;Sketching across milky thighs&lt;br /&gt;The flower opens wide&lt;br /&gt;Hunger sharpening&lt;br /&gt;with unhindered blatancy&lt;br /&gt;A rapturous fusion&lt;br /&gt;Stretched beyond desire&lt;br /&gt;Unlocking an ancient wisp&lt;br /&gt;of memory&lt;br /&gt;Laid exposed in moonlight’s caress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you shine on me!&lt;br /&gt;Illuminating pages once empty&lt;br /&gt;The world as my witness&lt;br /&gt;Unable to deny my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips speak such sweetness&lt;br /&gt;I would gladly die in your kiss&lt;br /&gt;And ascend towards the stars&lt;br /&gt;Carrying you with me&lt;br /&gt;as I tarry&lt;br /&gt;To a place where instinct&lt;br /&gt;is forbidden&lt;br /&gt;Fearing the thief&lt;br /&gt;that attempts to pilfer you away&lt;br /&gt;And our love would be guarded&lt;br /&gt;In Heaven&lt;br /&gt;Where it was conceived&lt;br /&gt;A perfect blending&lt;br /&gt;Transcending eternity&lt;br /&gt;And be bourn again tenderly&lt;br /&gt;By a gentle breeze&lt;br /&gt;of faith&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2241914099218242892?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2241914099218242892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2241914099218242892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2241914099218242892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2241914099218242892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/under-moonlights-caress-donned-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4314560742945738352</id><published>2007-12-16T19:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:41:43.503-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Devoured Within a Moment Lost"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twists like a haunted river&lt;br /&gt;the wind against my face&lt;br /&gt;I’m awakened&lt;br /&gt;by the severed stillness&lt;br /&gt;Howling for deliverance&lt;br /&gt;as I hold you&lt;br /&gt;In the circle of my fire&lt;br /&gt;Fully embracing the ghost&lt;br /&gt;of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Where your touch&lt;br /&gt;Lingered in gentle air&lt;br /&gt;Resonant upon&lt;br /&gt;the morning light&lt;br /&gt;As I caught the sun&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My flesh splits open&lt;br /&gt;Latticed against&lt;br /&gt;an invisible sky&lt;br /&gt;As the moon descends&lt;br /&gt;in suspended emotion&lt;br /&gt;Hurling into my body deep&lt;br /&gt;The secret thrust&lt;br /&gt;of pain&lt;br /&gt;A signal from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Untangling the layered clouds&lt;br /&gt;To claim a single tincture&lt;br /&gt;Of that beautiful canvas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I fail to remember-&lt;br /&gt;                        the image&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the feelings empty-&lt;br /&gt;                      Gratuitously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devoured within a moment-&lt;br /&gt;                     Lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4314560742945738352?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4314560742945738352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4314560742945738352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4314560742945738352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4314560742945738352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/devoured-within-moment-lost-twists-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8226337678369702001</id><published>2007-12-16T19:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:40:45.108-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"In Your Voice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your voice&lt;br /&gt;I heard&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;a tender&lt;br /&gt;melody&lt;br /&gt;dusting across the&lt;br /&gt;pain&lt;br /&gt;captured under&lt;br /&gt;an endless&lt;br /&gt;sky&lt;br /&gt;beautiful chorus&lt;br /&gt;falling&lt;br /&gt;to the soul&lt;br /&gt;a passionate place&lt;br /&gt;embellished&lt;br /&gt;under the heavens&lt;br /&gt;and it’s your&lt;br /&gt;lips&lt;br /&gt;I’ve always&lt;br /&gt;loved&lt;br /&gt;before the moon&lt;br /&gt;kissed&lt;br /&gt;the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8226337678369702001?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/8226337678369702001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=8226337678369702001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8226337678369702001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/8226337678369702001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-your-voice-in-your-voice-i-heard.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-3169797343844847260</id><published>2007-12-16T19:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:37:15.539-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Mere Dust"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undressed and exposed&lt;br /&gt;beautiful words I clutched to my breast&lt;br /&gt;as he memorized each crease&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow traced with precision&lt;br /&gt;I believed in him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He paved the road that led him away&lt;br /&gt;a sacred ceremony embraced&lt;br /&gt;with a forced kiss&lt;br /&gt;and filthy hands&lt;br /&gt;the inevitable laid before me&lt;br /&gt;as each footstep became louder&lt;br /&gt;spitting out remains, bathed in defeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the unraveling I scramble for truth&lt;br /&gt;Was it circumstantial amnesia&lt;br /&gt;causing him to forget where he placed&lt;br /&gt;each syllable of love&lt;br /&gt;Or was this a man of disguise&lt;br /&gt;an agenda to deceive and slaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In midnight silence&lt;br /&gt;the moon flees past a dead space&lt;br /&gt;where scenes are lustrous&lt;br /&gt;and scars fade into sweet memories&lt;br /&gt;if only for a moment&lt;br /&gt;dreams rekindle the fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new sun rises&lt;br /&gt;beating horizons into hindsight&lt;br /&gt;his meaningless words echo&lt;br /&gt;over a slippery image&lt;br /&gt;of a man without honor&lt;br /&gt;and a heart made of...&lt;br /&gt;          mere dust&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3169797343844847260?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3169797343844847260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3169797343844847260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3169797343844847260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3169797343844847260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/mere-dust-undressed-and-exposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7440666315814255522</id><published>2007-12-16T19:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:36:38.864-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Planting Flowers in Mid-Air"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Married into life&lt;br /&gt;a first breath of love-&lt;br /&gt;swallowed&lt;br /&gt;Not knowing if you’ll choke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paths paved in amethyst and rose&lt;br /&gt;sometimes withering away&lt;br /&gt;Simple words of deep meaning-&lt;br /&gt;transmuted to rust&lt;br /&gt;Name forgotten&lt;br /&gt;in shadows of a noisy death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes truth stares us in the face&lt;br /&gt;so bitter, without impression of warmth&lt;br /&gt;and summer’s rays fail&lt;br /&gt;to melt the pain&lt;br /&gt;Temptation to run&lt;br /&gt;Deep desire to cling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black eyes searching&lt;br /&gt;a heart that lost&lt;br /&gt;and the voice I hear&lt;br /&gt;is inside of me&lt;br /&gt;Needing to be saved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meadow, still&lt;br /&gt;Daunted by winter’s liar&lt;br /&gt;Tears shed in watermarks&lt;br /&gt;as dreams are subdued&lt;br /&gt;Painful whispers extracted&lt;br /&gt;as I let go&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy wings&lt;br /&gt;float in chants of the wind&lt;br /&gt;A flight from your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll plant flowers in mid air&lt;br /&gt;and look into distant sunsets&lt;br /&gt;in remembrance-&lt;br /&gt;      of where we began&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7440666315814255522?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7440666315814255522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7440666315814255522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7440666315814255522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7440666315814255522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/planting-flowers-in-mid-air-married.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-8931339229595795929</id><published>2007-12-16T19:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:35:51.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Solitary Silhouette"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A precious dream&lt;br /&gt;Seized intimately&lt;br /&gt;Through the distance…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve never gazed…&lt;br /&gt;    into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Nor felt the softness of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;As you whisper my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve never touched…&lt;br /&gt;    my warmth&lt;br /&gt;As I pause in rapture&lt;br /&gt;Your heart beating with mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inherent in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Firmly and deeply&lt;br /&gt;My love transcending&lt;br /&gt;those that came before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacred, fathomless emotion&lt;br /&gt;Drawing mist...&lt;br /&gt;    from the sea&lt;br /&gt;Against azure hung hills&lt;br /&gt;Momentary rending&lt;br /&gt;Wailing at the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image of you, of us&lt;br /&gt;    A rare beauty&lt;br /&gt;I’ve summoned...&lt;br /&gt;with my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vision not attained&lt;br /&gt;Fear pushing you away&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to reach out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we an image?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty colors on canvas&lt;br /&gt;Washed away...&lt;br /&gt;By your refusal&lt;br /&gt;To unlock your arms&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of falling&lt;br /&gt;A masterpiece untouchable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choking on the dust&lt;br /&gt;Of a million words you've said&lt;br /&gt;Bemused and forgotten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in the sands&lt;br /&gt;     My bare feet trod&lt;br /&gt;Searching for your footprints&lt;br /&gt;To meet you halfway&lt;br /&gt;Only to find...&lt;br /&gt;        a ghost&lt;br /&gt;Deserted from shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A self-made sea...&lt;br /&gt;   Of tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dream...&lt;br /&gt;Vanished in vapors&lt;br /&gt;Of memory’s wisp&lt;br /&gt;As the voice of gulls&lt;br /&gt;Tangle with my cries&lt;br /&gt;Futilely against the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lie in ruins...&lt;br /&gt;Swept away with the deluge&lt;br /&gt;Solitary silhouette&lt;br /&gt;Of one&lt;br /&gt;Consummation of pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I let go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-8931339229595795929?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-794669757394119144</id><published>2007-12-16T19:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:35:06.017-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Tears in Your Hands"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a world that is not mine&lt;br /&gt;A creature born of yourself&lt;br /&gt;Too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;Muted lips seeking pleasure&lt;br /&gt;Prisoner of your own pain&lt;br /&gt;Beauty hidden beneath your skin&lt;br /&gt;Falling in your shadows&lt;br /&gt;Floating in the darkness&lt;br /&gt;I run, yet I follow&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding into where you resist&lt;br /&gt;An eternal wanting and need&lt;br /&gt;I dart into your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Clouds descend from your fix&lt;br /&gt;Truth lying between reality and illusion&lt;br /&gt;An ethereal twist&lt;br /&gt;I should have, I could have flown away&lt;br /&gt;Deserving of more than you give&lt;br /&gt;I speak to you, are you in there?&lt;br /&gt;Your ghost passing through&lt;br /&gt;I reach out, but cannot touch&lt;br /&gt;Choked on emotions, the spire is hot&lt;br /&gt;I breathe you in, falling into the flames&lt;br /&gt;A faltered hinge that doesn’t let me in&lt;br /&gt;Something keeps you numb&lt;br /&gt;Crucifying your own soul&lt;br /&gt;Fires burning, I’m running fast&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking out of your dream&lt;br /&gt;To dream my own dreams&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving my tears in your hands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-794669757394119144?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/794669757394119144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=794669757394119144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/794669757394119144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/794669757394119144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/tears-in-your-hands-living-in-world_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-1054282293122840583</id><published>2007-12-16T19:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:34:22.022-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Silent Wings"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence I grieve&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkness of a thousand nights&lt;br /&gt;The heart dies when love is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With you I was a moment from heaven&lt;br /&gt;I had no choice but to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Knowing you would soon escape&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You captured my very soul&lt;br /&gt;Holding the key to my emotions&lt;br /&gt;You led and I freely followed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost within the whispering wind&lt;br /&gt;Timeless shadows of flight&lt;br /&gt;I am the cloud and you the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your weakening moments, I sheltered you&lt;br /&gt;Never giving up&lt;br /&gt;Watching your self-destructive dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know how to love&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles, running to your past&lt;br /&gt;Paralyzed seeking your future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like an intrusion in your secluded world&lt;br /&gt;Suppressing your love, a lingering torment&lt;br /&gt;A sunrise extinguished and drained dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My arms stretched out with nothing to find&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts bound, our bodies separated&lt;br /&gt;Like the night existing without the moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is bare with the absence of your smile&lt;br /&gt;In my eyes you were beautiful&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of who you wanted to become&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still now the tears don’t fade away&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of once passionate nights&lt;br /&gt;Only in my imagination can I embrace you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I must say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Locking the memories in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Unfolding the poignant drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On silent wings I will fly away&lt;br /&gt;Shielding you from watching me die another day&lt;br /&gt;I will carry your love with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall die in deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;Should you return and be able to give&lt;br /&gt;I will awaken and carelessly love again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will meet you once more&lt;br /&gt;When we cross the bridge of rainbows&lt;br /&gt;In a place where you can find peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flying back to me on "silent wings"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-1054282293122840583?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-7384042720474037014</id><published>2007-12-16T19:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:33:47.750-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Goodbye, My Muse"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Love so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Deeper than I’ve been&lt;br /&gt;Offering your hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenderness declared&lt;br /&gt;At such a moment&lt;br /&gt;True love that took plight&lt;br /&gt;Taunting paramour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romantics revere&lt;br /&gt;Words mixed with chorus&lt;br /&gt;An unleashed ardor&lt;br /&gt;Far from deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deafening silence&lt;br /&gt;Words dripped by your vein&lt;br /&gt;Scarcely be reckoned&lt;br /&gt;A languid disguise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A transformation&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the words&lt;br /&gt;That others exude&lt;br /&gt;Badge of infamy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew pain&lt;br /&gt;Until there was you&lt;br /&gt;Piece by piece I lose&lt;br /&gt;But you fail to see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall endeavor&lt;br /&gt;Taking you with me&lt;br /&gt;Choked on emotion&lt;br /&gt;Muted lips of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pain becomes stronger&lt;br /&gt;Still I search for you&lt;br /&gt;To feel you again&lt;br /&gt;Still clinging to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagger through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Now beyond your reach&lt;br /&gt;Love losing meaning&lt;br /&gt;Never to return&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me my muse&lt;br /&gt;You put out the flame&lt;br /&gt;Ashes at your feet&lt;br /&gt;My final goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-7384042720474037014?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/7384042720474037014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=7384042720474037014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7384042720474037014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/7384042720474037014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbye-my-muse-once-in-lifetime-love_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-4959701372959041824</id><published>2007-12-16T19:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:33:15.141-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy unlived&lt;br /&gt;Ill-fated reverie&lt;br /&gt;Questioned, dare I ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A once-in-a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;Miracle crying out&lt;br /&gt;Yearning quenched&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soul within my soul&lt;br /&gt;From the same thread&lt;br /&gt;While it glittered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunned my heart&lt;br /&gt;In beauty’s eyes&lt;br /&gt;As cherubim smiled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born of time and place&lt;br /&gt;Purpose, I know not&lt;br /&gt;Sadness of farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palm of your hand, held&lt;br /&gt;Letting us slip&lt;br /&gt;Gentle notes be drowned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion’s eye made reason blind&lt;br /&gt;As a ship in the night&lt;br /&gt;Sailing outside my course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dreams&lt;br /&gt;Your touch still mends&lt;br /&gt;Felt deep within my craving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In silence&lt;br /&gt;Your voice echoes&lt;br /&gt;Suffocating my screams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your face&lt;br /&gt;A tender, gentle memory&lt;br /&gt;Be forever strong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love&lt;br /&gt;Inserted profoundly deep&lt;br /&gt;Not to pale with time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lingering keepsake&lt;br /&gt;Reminder of why, of when&lt;br /&gt;My spirit gone astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet sleep&lt;br /&gt;Escape, my eyes close&lt;br /&gt;Holding you so very near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bond unbroken&lt;br /&gt;Feelings remain&lt;br /&gt;Night fades with the dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow’s quake&lt;br /&gt;Out of deep slumber&lt;br /&gt;Low tone of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power of daylight molests&lt;br /&gt;Teach me to die&lt;br /&gt;Flee the bitter pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whispers the fiery flame of day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And&lt;br /&gt;You’re still here…&lt;br /&gt;~Yet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-4959701372959041824?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/4959701372959041824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=4959701372959041824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4959701372959041824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/4959701372959041824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/yet-fantasy-unlived-ill-fated-reverie_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-730458350367638890</id><published>2007-12-16T19:32:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:32:36.979-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Dry Eyes"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cold chill of winter hit hard&lt;br /&gt;awaiting spring to loosen the tethers&lt;br /&gt;of his goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tearful, yet soft gaze intrudes&lt;br /&gt;plundering the beauty of a sky&lt;br /&gt;colliding with remembrance of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and a foreboding tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams became mere memories&lt;br /&gt;etched bitterly in a novel&lt;br /&gt;placed on a weathered shelf&lt;br /&gt;of his unhappiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man-made walls shattered&lt;br /&gt;in that final hour&lt;br /&gt;as he held me&lt;br /&gt;and imprinted his touch&lt;br /&gt;one last time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perfect love story&lt;br /&gt;faded to failure&lt;br /&gt;A broken man&lt;br /&gt;spoiling the potential&lt;br /&gt;of a perpetual haven of warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises reeked in stoic fragrance&lt;br /&gt;as he escaped&lt;br /&gt;a million lies&lt;br /&gt;merging into a perfect stranger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A motionless silhouette embraces&lt;br /&gt;midnight's lullaby&lt;br /&gt;haunting in a fierce presence&lt;br /&gt;of one who drifted carelessly away...&lt;br /&gt;with dry eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-730458350367638890?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/730458350367638890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=730458350367638890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/730458350367638890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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intrusion&lt;br /&gt;Dancing beneath the moon&lt;br /&gt;Phase of flight&lt;br /&gt;between luminary layers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brightest star&lt;br /&gt;Reflection of love&lt;br /&gt;love for only you&lt;br /&gt;Brevity’s pace&lt;br /&gt;fading into perfidy&lt;br /&gt;As blood dripped&lt;br /&gt;from your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Droplets of tears&lt;br /&gt;fall upon crystal memories&lt;br /&gt;As you let go&lt;br /&gt;Soaring beyond me&lt;br /&gt;beyond “us”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll fear less&lt;br /&gt;and love more&lt;br /&gt;Accepting the light&lt;br /&gt;warmth of a new path&lt;br /&gt;The wind will carry my whisper&lt;br /&gt;Recited in the night&lt;br /&gt;as darkness befalls you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questioning not why&lt;br /&gt;Purpose beyond my control&lt;br /&gt;The joy was worth the pain&lt;br /&gt;We danced, a moment in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May your broken wings mend&lt;br /&gt;Your captive soul be free&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold you in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And pray you remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2424644807180336949?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2424644807180336949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2424644807180336949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2424644807180336949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2424644807180336949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/crystal-memories-so-soft.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-472638167636338249</id><published>2007-12-16T19:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:31:07.560-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Lost Poetry'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"And the Rain Fell"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart made a wish&lt;br /&gt;As the stars fell from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Beyond all space and time&lt;br /&gt;Love mingled&lt;br /&gt;Sensory elucidation&lt;br /&gt;Embraced with quaking trembles&lt;br /&gt;Strokes of rainbow upon incandescent canvas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain fell…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depleting language&lt;br /&gt;Turning away in haste&lt;br /&gt;Crossing far from shore&lt;br /&gt;Silent tears drenched my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Confusing stupor&lt;br /&gt;Riding against disturbing waves&lt;br /&gt;Dancing around emotional castles&lt;br /&gt;Ambiance of a vacant place&lt;br /&gt;Unquenched and hungry&lt;br /&gt;Fear hiding in the darkness of night&lt;br /&gt;Discerning the optimum blunder&lt;br /&gt;Lending myself to the wake of desire&lt;br /&gt;Visage of imbalance&lt;br /&gt;Craving the warmth of the sun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    Until the rain ceases to fall&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-472638167636338249?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/472638167636338249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-2122433233335433664</id><published>2007-12-16T19:27:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:28:22.186-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love&apos;s Heartache'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Moment Held Tenderly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flaming tequila sunset&lt;br /&gt;Colors of day fading into muted tone&lt;br /&gt;Summer evening made for dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lazy porch swing&lt;br /&gt;an easy breeze holding memories&lt;br /&gt;Hovering in yesterdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time marking the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Furrowed face, heartrending eyes&lt;br /&gt;Aging hands that tremble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her thoughts drift back&lt;br /&gt;an epoch&lt;br /&gt;She loved him, young and fair&lt;br /&gt;He mirrored her soul&lt;br /&gt;Eternity held gently&lt;br /&gt;Two songs in one symphony&lt;br /&gt;Merging with its own sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the stars&lt;br /&gt;She searches&lt;br /&gt;to unearth him again&lt;br /&gt;Hungry all the years&lt;br /&gt;Stealing fire from the sky&lt;br /&gt;to relive the passion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chimerical of hope&lt;br /&gt;Victim of twisted fate&lt;br /&gt;Distance eroding the dream&lt;br /&gt;as the moon eclipsed in alteration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silent season&lt;br /&gt;Petals of his voice&lt;br /&gt;still linger&lt;br /&gt;Held tenderly in a moment&lt;br /&gt;His name whispered&lt;br /&gt;with her last breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autumn turns to wintry chill&lt;br /&gt;Images, scars and memories melt&lt;br /&gt;A ghost in ashes on the snow&lt;br /&gt;Love’s reverse&lt;br /&gt;In soundless deep&lt;br /&gt;as angels bear her pain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-2122433233335433664?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/2122433233335433664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=2122433233335433664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2122433233335433664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/2122433233335433664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/moment-held-tenderly-flaming-tequila.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-5702535771466231246</id><published>2007-12-16T19:27:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:27:38.381-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love&apos;s Heartache'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Undress Me"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undress me&lt;br /&gt;Peel away the layers&lt;br /&gt;See the scars&lt;br /&gt;Watch me bleed&lt;br /&gt;Drown in my tears&lt;br /&gt;Die in my pain&lt;br /&gt;Bear witness to your creation&lt;br /&gt;Let the thorns sever your heart&lt;br /&gt;Blood running dry&lt;br /&gt;Your soul fragile and bent&lt;br /&gt;Too tainted to love&lt;br /&gt;Comfortably numb&lt;br /&gt;Night lays you down&lt;br /&gt;Burning parched thoughts&lt;br /&gt;The end drawing near&lt;br /&gt;Before you go&lt;br /&gt;Undress me&lt;br /&gt;Take one more look&lt;br /&gt;A paler shade of grey&lt;br /&gt;Descending into resistance&lt;br /&gt;Walk away&lt;br /&gt;My voice screaming&lt;br /&gt;Memories will haunt you...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As you undress me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-5702535771466231246?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/5702535771466231246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=5702535771466231246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bold;"&gt;"Mislaid Among the Thorns"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was it the depth&lt;br /&gt;of his eyes&lt;br /&gt;or smile&lt;br /&gt;Pulling me into him&lt;br /&gt;As summer eased into&lt;br /&gt;autumn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His lips burning&lt;br /&gt;in utterance&lt;br /&gt;Undressing his soul&lt;br /&gt;Right wing of power&lt;br /&gt;Engorged seed&lt;br /&gt;burgeoning&lt;br /&gt;Profusely in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A garden I'd never seen&lt;br /&gt;nor felt&lt;br /&gt;In the deep of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Laden in ardent song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad wind's work...&lt;br /&gt;Whitened air overlapping&lt;br /&gt;Erased memories&lt;br /&gt;Our love forgotten&lt;br /&gt;In dismal shades&lt;br /&gt;As his eyes&lt;br /&gt;closed&lt;br /&gt;Too blind to see&lt;br /&gt;Blackened shadows&lt;br /&gt;of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood alone&lt;br /&gt;at desert's door&lt;br /&gt;Thirsting&lt;br /&gt;To touch our dream&lt;br /&gt;Once more&lt;br /&gt;Beneath a dying sun&lt;br /&gt;A mirage&lt;br /&gt;In desire's lament...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Mislaid among the thorns&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-3085591108459719358?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/3085591108459719358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5896014489120187754&amp;postID=3085591108459719358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3085591108459719358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5896014489120187754/posts/default/3085591108459719358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/2007/12/mislaid-among-thorns-was-it-depth-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Katlyn</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_STKJl1XOU6U/SKhnar57IdI/AAAAAAAAANI/jrxKEeB2ScA/S220/th_flower.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5896014489120187754.post-9142684581108391683</id><published>2007-12-16T19:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T19:25:28.134-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love&apos;s Heartache'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Secretly Hindered"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled in a playground of safety&lt;br /&gt;relishing in comfort of the confines&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;flames burst from a place&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His skin crawled&lt;br /&gt;beneath my own&lt;br /&gt;without even a mere touch&lt;br /&gt;confusion blending with sensation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing to defend the reasons&lt;br /&gt;I kicked past his words&lt;br /&gt;of love&lt;br /&gt;And secretly hindered&lt;br /&gt;the warmth of his spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth cast...&lt;br /&gt;as a razor's sharp blade&lt;br /&gt;his mind, darker inside&lt;br /&gt;than the most treacherous night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driven to confession...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You...&lt;br /&gt;a punishment I "almost" gave-&lt;br /&gt;to myself&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5896014489120187754-9142684581108391683?l=poetry-muse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetry-muse.blogspot.com/feeds/9142684581108391683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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