Post by furthured on Oct 2, 2007 15:04:51 GMT -5
Since I saw people putting on their poetry, figured I'd give in one of mine. Most of my stuff is train-of-thought, but this one is not:
Appears Magick to guide us through shared solitary fears of the dark,
As within each a fire, within the other a spark.
With a warmth to cause the Earth-core's swell and, in time, it grows
'Til untapped still waters, from their depths, sense their banks all overflow.
Into Prince, Princess, swan, and gold, a fairytale comes unexpected,
As two misshapen puzzle pieces create their portrait once connected.
So with static broken, rushing forth in fine red-woven streams,
The shell ne'er before set open...can now unhatch our dreams.
:-)
Ed
Appears Magick to guide us through shared solitary fears of the dark,
As within each a fire, within the other a spark.
With a warmth to cause the Earth-core's swell and, in time, it grows
'Til untapped still waters, from their depths, sense their banks all overflow.
Into Prince, Princess, swan, and gold, a fairytale comes unexpected,
As two misshapen puzzle pieces create their portrait once connected.
So with static broken, rushing forth in fine red-woven streams,
The shell ne'er before set open...can now unhatch our dreams.
:-)
Ed
