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margaret-wallace
American I'm an artist who only rarely goes into poetry. Consequently, what I write tends to be simple, but Im still learning. I am dark in the way of the stars, the midnight sky, and the silence at 3 am.
An empty street lined with dim iron lamps Snowflakes fall gently in a graceful dance Empty of life, the pavement gives way To the wand'ring flakes by the breeze led astray Tracks left unbidden in the new fallen snow Look back on a path that is best walked alone Behind only memory, innocence, dreams With the future ahead in an uneasy sheen The only sound heard is the whispering flakes When weary feet stop and heavy heart aches Drawn to the sky, the eyes strain to see The flakes falling slowly, dark night between. Thoughts fall away, replaced by awe Memories forgotten as beauty soon draws Deep pain and fear of days now past And lays them behind on the empty street's path.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:53 AM UTC
Falling Slowly
Twisted branches wrap around seeking out the light yet shadows fleeting now surround in shades of deepest night Streetlamps shimmer in the rain and under the rain clouds glow hidden moon changing, yet always the same, guarding the world below. The stars shine out in contrast as the clouds now sighing clear they will be there to the last A gentle gift to stave off fear The strength of the stars will fade as the dawn comes anew men rejoice to see the sun But day-blind stars still sing hope too
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:45 AM UTC
Darkest
Fill the heart with everything new Leave no room for the old Plastic smiles and vacant stares Shadow what's left of a beauty once known. Each fix a new promise of happiness now, So leave the memories behind! Discard your fears, and hold on to the hope That a Brave New World will be waiting in kind. Imagine a world where silence is gone No awkward space between Noise covers all and fills up the mind, No need for your own voice to intervene. Gone is the need to think for yourself No longer does truth hold sway; A world without broken hearts awaits, A painless awakening at the break of each day. Imagination captured by a bright silver screen Flashing the lives of the famous Lives void of rules, regulations and cares Desire and freedom combine, now blameless. A day will soon come when the cares of the world Will no longer rest on the weary Where pleasure will come with no painful price In the absence of hindsight, seen clearly. No longer the price to be paid for our wisdom The media provides us the answers The head and the heart are no longer at war What possible fight lingers after? After the knowledge is fed by the hand Which now controls the soul No longer a need for a mind of your own When quietly, slowly, you gave up control.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:29 AM UTC
On the Scaffold
Shadows fall across the land Red and gold in graceful swells The hills are breathing deep with peace And all unrest the silence quells A passing storm across the plains Cannot disturb the peace within The lightning strikes and thunder rolls Yet solemn the land returns again Ageless wisdom calls the soul As hills and valleys rise Where the fields unyielding gently fall And unbroken land meets painted skies.
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Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 2:24 AM UTC
Peculiar Longevity
The moon is dim, the stars are bright Their music the darkness fills The trees are restless in the night As silver stars with voices chill Softly heard from years long past In cold, clear harmony Sing of memory, fate and time Caught dancing for eternity.
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Mar 9, 2013
Mar 9, 2013 at 3:21 AM UTC
Midnight Lullaby