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Remembrance
At 1:01 a.m. on 2001-11-24


I think this is the third poem that I wrote my Senior year in my English class in High School. My friend asked me to write a poem & I wrote three..I was feeling philosophical about life in general.

Twilight wanders, summer sunsets

Often ponders

Lessons learned through living life

Each completed, without strife

Who couldn't

Believe in God

When everything alive

Begins with his nod

Autumn leaves fall

At his call

Winter blankets

The ground beneath your feet

Summer sunshine

You soon shall meet

Life is in the learning

And in the living

It all begins in silence

Whispers, and ends the same

Quiet violence, without a name.

Before ________&________After

Older List:
Narcissus - 2007-12-12
Without - 2007-11-18
Hunger - 2007-11-18
Beyond - 2007-11-18
So Beautiful - 2007-10-12

Jaded Poet, Lonely in Company
. . . and a pen rests by the chalice, pull up a chair by this, the fire, drink long, the ink and wine are able, the script leaps from hand, into the pyre,
. . . yes, the bottle is half full, pull the cork and pour another, hide your eyes deep in the swallow, and we'll burn this script together,
. . . damn the feather, pour the ink, and let the ruin stain those lips, I beg and hope to share this hour, but those hands of yours, will never leave your hips.
By Jarday




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