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MUSINGS |
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All the works on this page are the creations of its manager, unless otherwise notated. Thanks for visiting me here. Any comments, or questions feel free to contact me.. |
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The Saddest Angel
At sea, drifting, With no star to guide me And no wind behind me She helped me to find my way
Cast upon the shore She swept the clouds away Eased my bitter pain So I could face another day
Her shining smile Hiding her own pain Finding it too late Only then could I have found
Haunted by her sadness With my calming love My soothing touch Her fire I could not put out
Stung by her words Her pain I could not ease Where words might succeed My actions were doomed to fail
Drowning in her heart Nothing would ever touch My love was not enough To heal the saddest angel
Summer 1998 (Found in my Archives) |
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Whispers
Whispered love As clouds in the sky Swirling and flowing in the breeze Cherished, but never kept Not imagined, but always fleeing
Fleeting dreams Like butterflies in the field Dancing, never touching the ground Grasped at, but never caught Hoped for, but never seen
Crying beauty Flowing - a waterfall Rushing and crashing onto the rocks Hidden, never revealed Hurt, yet never healed
Broken promises Dark as evening sky No more than a blanket of the light Fragile, now shattered Sought, never attained
(copyright 2000 DPM)
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Beyond the Wilderness
And in the times that I have lost my way Her voice brings me solace With her arms I can find comfort In times of my unrest Deep into her eyes I find myself Direction on a winding road Calmness she brings with her touch Soothing my fiery soul
Her love, her love brings me security A beacon to light my way Knowing ultimately That it leads back to her
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Answers The fears mounting Bitter truth before me Youth, mortality intertwined Eyes burning, drained of tears Questions unanswered Dreams unfulfilled Tell me why -11.3.99
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Winds at My Back
Among the fallen, crackling leaves, I gaze between the shedding limbs And I ponder... Silent, mourning Actions speak louder than words? Though my words can touch her More deeply than my kisses could
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For those who are apart of my true inner circle, you understand the deeper meaning within these words that I try to craft.. Life is getting better. and this page has helped. Thanks to everyone for your inspiration (positive AND negative) and for all your support , either direct or indirect..
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More of Dave's poetry |
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Dave's New Poetry |
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More poetry (not mine) |
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The girl poet's page |
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Time? (poem) |
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Sirens |
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Back to Dave's Twisted Corner |
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