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 Aug 2013 Evynne
Tori Hart
weary sighs
sunken eyes
waiting for
those loving cries

looking for
cures to sores
wishing you
would walk through the door
I miss your embrace and protection.
Does the poet live his own words
Measures up to what his verses promise
Strives for the heights his thoughts reach
Plays the part his writings reflect
Goes to any length to be good
Rids himself of all meanness
Is generous kind faithful trustworthy in his personal life
A lover a friend an aide a benefactor,
Or at the end of the day
Just a preacher
Who never is as tall as his sermons
But remains a run-o-mill guy
Who endowed with poetic skill
Spins in self-deceit webs of lies!

Does a poet ever endeavor
To become a poetry in motion?
the question includes myself.
 Aug 2013 Evynne
jdmaraccini
Arriving at the entrance of the ancient temple the white rabbit covered his ears. Shattering glass from a high-pitched vibration he leaped away from a falling chandelier.

“I must find our beloved Harvest Moon."

The white rabbit said to himself. With stern affirmation, a dark fog churned then into the vortex he was consumed.

He stopped at the entrance of the temple courtyard; everyone was frozen like statues.

"What has she done to all of you?"

He cried, then pulled out a magic rune deflecting a hail of daggers. The white rabbit looked up at a floating cocoon and saw the shadow witch hovering over the temple roof. Pale skin and veins glowing red, she was draped in a black tattered robe. With a sinister look and a Crown of Fire on her head the shadow witch spoke.

“White rabbit, white rabbit the Harvest Moon is dead!"

The white rabbit took leaped back then cried out.

"This cannot be so!"

Then he pulled from his bag a magic scroll and read the words written in gold.

"I ask the wind to protect me from this dark magic despair"

Then he conjured a circle of trees in a water globe. The witch streaked across the air and swung around her jet-black hair. Then she commanded an infestation of spiders to climb inside the trees and explode. Barricading himself inside a magic bubble he was protected from the onslaught of shrapnel. The white rabbit grabbed the water globe, leaped into the air, and disappeared in a puff of amber smoke. The shadow witch pulled out a blood-red pearl and murmured an incantation.

"Clever white rabbit, I shall find you in the invisible world"

The white rabbit snapped his fingers then magically appeared behind her. He snatched off the Crown of Fire from her head then whispered the following words.

"How dare you use dark magic on me!"

She jumped in fear spinning around, then summoned a devil hound. The white rabbit raised the water globe and merged it with the crown. A shock wave of light pulsated in the air then the witch menacingly yelled.

“Take him down!”

The white rabbit saw in his peripheral view the hound lunge to attack. But he was too cunning for this, with a symbolic wave and a vigorous slash the hound was severed in two.

The shadow witch glared, then cried out.

“We shall meet again white rabbit; I promise you I'll be back!”

Then she summoned a fiery cauldron and vanished with a blinding flash.

The white rabbit ran inside the temple and approached the Harvest Moon. He stared with eyes full of tears and sorrow at a beautiful princess with hair long and blue. A beautiful creature he so desired, the love he had for her was true. He opened his bag and pulled out the globe which was now encased with the Crown of Fire.

"I brought you a gift from the shadow witch"

Then he smashed the globe and with a flash of light, the Crown of Fire was finally free. The white rabbit held the princess and spoke.

"I have always served you because I love you and now, I command you to come back to life!"

Then he placed the Crown of Fire on her head igniting a ring of light. The white rabbit looked down to see the Harvest Moon Princess opening both of her eyes.
© JDMaraccini 2013
 Aug 2013 Evynne
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Love Buzz
 Aug 2013 Evynne
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We have that fire, the kind that makes my heart burn up
An explosion of emotion, and so much
Of that intense love

There's so much of that
My heart goes into overdrive
I guess it's weird
Falling in love
With a guy
Who is different
Than the others
On this planet

No one makes me feel the way he does
He gives me that love buzz
His words bring a warmth
A sense of
'This is love'

Not just a temporary flame
But a more deeper love
The man I've been dreaming of
The one who is part of my thoughts
And those beautiful, fairytale dreams

He gives me a love buzz
He once said
I was the Queen of his heart
What a cute thing
Quoting a Nirvana song
Which is now a part of us

Sometimes I don't seem to realize
How much I love this guy
Until I speak
Before I think
Which makes me feel so tragic
Because he constantly shows me
What true love is
What happiness is
But I'm too blinded to see it
But he knows
I like danger
So he holds on
Just like a devoted lover

Wish he was here
Maybe I'd feel happier
I wish I could cuddle him
And be close to him forever
© Natali Veronica 2013.
 Aug 2013 Evynne
Jessica
Lifeless
 Aug 2013 Evynne
Jessica
I try to write a poem
To let go all of my emotions
But, I felt so empty
So lifeless
No inspiration in my head

I put the pen on the paper
A blank paper
That should be filled
By beautiful words that can't be forgotten

I just can't imagine
One single words
That fit in my feelings
That will bring that poem to perfection

My brains felt so empty
My ears can't hear anything from this frustation
All the voices suddenly gone
Numb.....
Filled my soul

I just can't let it go
I wish I can change the past
But I'm afraid to the future

Yes, a broken heart mess me up
I can't let the pandemonium in my head calmed down
Burried by the anger, the frustation
Locked deep inside my heart
All my inspiration

Thought it was dellusion
All the nightmares haunted my life
All my beautiful thought turns to dust

I wish.....
We could get back together
I promise
I will find you, I will safe you
From the eternal loss
I know ii wasn't good at all, it's true. I felt so lifeless and miserable, I guess I can't write a good poem in this moment
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