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Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
And there stood a lady with a mild-mannered eye,
Saying, "May those frost-bitten lips of other's die.
With their marred tongues of a dastardly word
Deep under influence their language is slurred."
And with a thought of imbued awe,
Beneath her pressing eyes I saw
And never again would I lay waste
To a poor fortuned tangle of delayed grace.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
Capture ice
Meld it to your dreams
Take the stars
Bind them at the seams
Grasp the earth
Fist it into stone
Cradle my soul
Leave it not alone.
Gather the trees
Bend them into bloom
Swallow the sky
Break off grey and gloom
Embrace the falling waters
Wipe their tears away
Relieve the straining mountains
Set them down to lay.
Brace my shaking shoulders
Warm me with your touch
Reap the wandering shadows
Trap them in your clutch
Claim my quivering heart
Take it all and whole
Be my love forever
Be my heart and soul.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
Roam the country
Sweep the sea
Fly above us
Forever free.
Hold our pride
Keep us strong
Live your life
And do no wrong.
You're the symbol
You're grace
You're the model
We embrace
Take our hope
Take our glory
Bring the battle
Write the story
Cry your fury
Bite the beak
Smite them down
The mountain peak.
Don't stop fighting
Don't let go
Show no mercy
Strike a blow.
Be our savior
Guard us near
You're the eagle
So show no fear.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
He  never thought he'd live this way
He thought he'd have a wife some day
Instead he's in this silent spin
Alone in just some strange man's skin
For endless days and endless nights
There's no one to turn out the lights
And kiss him with a sleepy sigh
To lay with as the night goes by
So now he trudges right through life
As meaningless as the silver knife
He put up to his throat and sliced
And thought about his wasted life.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
Did you ever dream of trees
Of living in the mountain breeze
To cling to faces made of rock
To float beyond your cabin's dock.
Have you dreamt of flying high?
To wave goodbye and search the sky
To meld with rock and sand and soil
To wrap with oak roots tangle and toil
Have you ever been like me,
And wish to roam the great blue sea
Or look a lion in the eye
To feel it live, to feel  it die
For if you know, for if you've tried
Then nothing makes you run, you hide
But if you still live in fear
Then you don't deserve those dreams my dear.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
I looked up at the soft blue sky, eyes wide with wonder.
Above me, a bird cries for a fallen child; I shiver at her sad song.
A pedestrian gave me a daring pat, it was obvious I didn’t belong.
The world surrounding was mysterious, all emotions were quite mild.
No depth were in these people, no soul; no light.
No life was in their eyes; no being contained the sense of sight.
I searched for one alike myself, but all their stares were blank. In my loneliness, I remained; and let out  a soulful cry.
Anna Pavoncello Mar 2013
Behind my eyes, colors flash
And you and I my sister dash
Across a field of stinging bees
We run beyond the frozen seas
With thoughts of sun and mossy roots
We sing  and laugh with phony coots
And by no rules, do we abide,
for in this world
we’re side by side.
And I without you, could not see
the sister you will always be
For you have been so good to me.
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