fridi-paulason-hentze - Hello Poetry

Wake up Wake up Are you there? Wake up It's me It's late Let's sleep

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Dec 13, 2012

Dec 13, 2012 at 6:03 PM UTC

Wake up Wake up Are you there? Wake up It's me It's late Let's sleep

Light steps and endless love We are all following the holy dove Walking in the rain of joy Worshipping the statue boy Oh he gives us hopes and dreams Floating down with birds and streams Flags and signals in our hearts Illusions and the touch of all the arts Green grass and naked lies Sleepless ghosts with innocent cries Dancing with our angels of death Swim in the water but we won’t get wet Feathers and flowers all around The wind and rivers is the only sound We keep on looking till it is found The paths we seek are all so bright With the touch of the sacred light Clouds and moons dissolve at once People search for their long lost sons The beginning seems to be ending now We all fall down and to the statue bow Jump into the ocean and drift away If only we could be here forever and stay These mountains and skies and glowing trees Nothing here is bound to seize The enemies have fallen at last It keeps us all from dying fast Releasing the spirits of a thousand souls Filling up the deep black holes Finally we have found what we were looking for The mirrors break and we are no more.

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Sep 10, 2012

Sep 10, 2012 at 1:14 PM UTC

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Light steps and endless love We are all following the holy dove Walking in the rain of joy Worshipping the statue boy Oh he gives us hopes and dreams Floating down with birds and streams Flags and signals in our hearts Illusions and the touch of all the arts Green grass and naked lies Sleepless ghosts with innocent cries Dancing with our angels of death Swim in the water but we won’t get wet Feathers and flowers all around The wind and rivers is the only sound We keep on looking till it is found The paths we seek are all so bright With the touch of the sacred light Clouds and moons dissolve at once People search for their long lost sons The beginning seems to be ending now We all fall down and to the statue bow Jump into the ocean and drift away If only we could be here forever and stay These mountains and skies and glowing trees Nothing here is bound to seize The enemies have fallen at last It keeps us all from dying fast Releasing the spirits of a thousand souls Filling up the deep black holes Finally we have found what we were looking for The mirrors break and we are no more.

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warmth of the sun a romance's start firing a gun the strangers part blue skies and leaves teardrops and lust running like thieves a poor man's trust summer again as spring descends it's not the end my sleepy friend

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Sep 10, 2012

Sep 10, 2012 at 1:11 PM UTC

Spring's Departure

warmth of the sun a romance's start firing a gun the strangers part blue skies and leaves teardrops and lust running like thieves a poor man's trust summer again as spring descends it's not the end my sleepy friend

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I am a poet with no words I am a shepherd with no herd I am a forest with no trees I am a piano with no keys I am a watchman with no eyes and I am a deceiver with no lies I am a swordsman with no sword I am a religion with no lord I am a musician with no band I am an emperor with no land I am a library with no book and I am a fisher with no hook It does not seem I am needed anywhere I am everything I never was afterall

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Sep 10, 2012

Sep 10, 2012 at 1:09 PM UTC

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I am a poet with no words I am a shepherd with no herd I am a forest with no trees I am a piano with no keys I am a watchman with no eyes and I am a deceiver with no lies I am a swordsman with no sword I am a religion with no lord I am a musician with no band I am an emperor with no land I am a library with no book and I am a fisher with no hook It does not seem I am needed anywhere I am everything I never was afterall

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In a kingdom made of brass the people sing and scream the end seems so real the beauty of a dream In a castle made of sand there’s an empty trail of waves soon it’ll go away vanish into caves In a city made of bones where God’s kingdom has failed there is more to come death has not prevailed In a house made of glass the hours seem to fade nothing is ever close a child was made In a voice made of stone there’s an ambient sigh no one is near no one to cry In a world made by hand the maker dies alone lonesome in a land where he once wore a throne

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Sep 6, 2012

Sep 6, 2012 at 5:44 PM UTC

Cold is the maker's hand

In a kingdom made of brass the people sing and scream the end seems so real the beauty of a dream In a castle made of sand there’s an empty trail of waves soon it’ll go away vanish into caves In a city made of bones where God’s kingdom has failed there is more to come death has not prevailed In a house made of glass the hours seem to fade nothing is ever close a child was made In a voice made of stone there’s an ambient sigh no one is near no one to cry In a world made by hand the maker dies alone lonesome in a land where he once wore a throne

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White tiger. Forest. Love. Dreams. Past. Love for the past. A memory. The lost poets gather once more. Awake. Once again. One more time. I wish it was.

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Sep 6, 2012

Sep 6, 2012 at 5:42 PM UTC

Dreams pt. 2

White tiger. Forest. Love. Dreams. Past. Love for the past. A memory. The lost poets gather once more. Awake. Once again. One more time. I wish it was.

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There she is again. Going over the edge. Flying. Alone. I've never seen her after that. The ghosts float in the river. The white ships have sailed. The church is destroyed. Cold is the maker's hand. Black sky. Stars. Awake. At last.

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Sep 6, 2012

Sep 6, 2012 at 5:42 PM UTC

Dreams pt. 1

There she is again. Going over the edge. Flying. Alone. I've never seen her after that. The ghosts float in the river. The white ships have sailed. The church is destroyed. Cold is the maker's hand. Black sky. Stars. Awake. At last.

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In a slow act we dance As the sun descends across the lands I'll watch your eyes as you fall asleep On a mushroom cloud we make the leap Across an ocean we fall asleep And in the other world our eyes will meet My love once more take my feet And dance away In the other world our hands will meet And so it was and so it may seem Our lovely ballet in a motion picture dream

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Sep 5, 2012

Sep 5, 2012 at 4:59 PM UTC

A Lovely Ballet

In a slow act we dance As the sun descends across the lands I'll watch your eyes as you fall asleep On a mushroom cloud we make the leap Across an ocean we fall asleep And in the other world our eyes will meet My love once more take my feet And dance away In the other world our hands will meet And so it was and so it may seem Our lovely ballet in a motion picture dream

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