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Megan Sherman Jan 2019
What did I know, before Truth, trundling, came
To preach upon my stoop, with sweetest care
To bring my mind and ears to be ever tamed
Enough to acknowledge truth so fierce and rare
The truth consists in Love, in Hearts, in Life
Whereas lies are a callous, cold industry of war
That surely as all spouses love their wives
Do conjure empty calumnies evermore
Until a prophet and a preacher pure
As Devil by stealth creeps upon them with knives
Yet sends back to hell that eternal bore
As Love and Life and Peace do thrive

The boy irresistible to adore,
Makes me crave for more amor
Megan Sherman Jan 2019
Stitches endowed with love and pride
A tapestry of folks, stride on stride
Up holy Mountain, Lo! Gold peak
Entertain not the evil that speaks
For an endless mile, an endless week
As through disperse paths humanity makes
Errs, mistakes, but to freedom wakes
Up the valley of indigo lakes
To castle on a cloud as world peaks
We love, we speak, kiss cheek, kiss cheek
Megan Sherman Jan 2019
Hearts are pure, at their first beat
Resplendence in that thing
For Love, for Peace, for Heaven
Their Beauty eternal sing
Megan Sherman Dec 2018
I'd like to walk beneath the sky
To see the world under time's cloak
Hear the free birds' wandering cry
To see in flesh the hidden folk
I'd like to walk beneath the sky
To hear Earth's song, bespoke
Feel and taste the Lover's sigh
To go wild as we wake

I'd like to fly over the trees
Dissolve the bars behind my eyes
Divide the buildings from the breeze
That conquer, jade time's skies
I'd leap bold at far horizon
Beat wings against the moon
Touch bonny rainbow, on and on
As its fierce fires bloom

I'd like to soar through stratospheres
Chasing the Angels' light
Who nourish souls with love and tears
Through baleful, evil nights
To God, we'd go, see eternal years
That no ****** devil blights
Puts pain to past, perishes fears
Reveals a universe of light

I'd like to see creation
A magic mist imbued with gold
Transcend time's trepidation
A wonderful Universe to behold
Immortal worlds, God's animation
Its Beauty never sold
A goddesses' destination
See her sweet, unfold
Megan Sherman Dec 2018
A mask betrays with phony facade:
As I swagger down life's promenade
In a delicate, dandy, dope disguise;
Trajectories of a life bequeath
Sea of vicissitudes beneath
Which sweet serenity, yet violence, lie

'My friend, you look well, I admire that face
So bravely smiling against fall from grace
When devil crept on you by stealth with blades
And that you are redeemed from hell
It's visions and fires that **** the soul
For you, one of the angel renegades.'

And so I nod and smile in coy consent
And sing not the true tale of my lament
About the time the beast be strong and fierce;
Has my perspective changed since then?
For sorrows still seep from my pen
My pain imperishable, an eternal year

I paint a smile and wear it like a crown
While underneath despair, horror is grown
Which contradicts the drastic dance
Of happiness I dare to feign
To quell the melancholy refrain
That sings of time of spells, a fugue, trance

Now, Love, you are my life, as it is now
Would have me in a recurring bow
Celebration for an enormous sun
Inside your great and golden chest
Hides the sunshine in your breast
Comet which blast and killed Lord Saturn's fun

So soar: in stratospheres and vast beyond
The sight of sparks as to heaven you abscond
I follow, traversing valleys, fathoming stars
The candles clap, angels herald you
As through an apocalypse you flew and flew
Gathering steam, as light touch wounds of wars

But for all the fury and the force of you
Your manifesto of love, superior virtue
My sky is toppled still
But as I on River Styx am sent
A little sully to my lament
To see comet strike Saturn, a dying thrill
Megan Sherman Oct 2018
Let the critics tear me down
I am a wall they will not drown
A darling moon their hate cloak not
Pearly smile to jade their frown
My truth blooms whilst their lies rot
Weeds of evil by hatred sown
A ghost of friends torment my cot
But lies do not rule our good town
Megan Sherman Oct 2018
When I crave for you, the touch absent,
And will this then be my fate to be rift?
And will our love be forever cleft by the distance of jails?
As if any wall barricades the fury, force Of Love, magnificent, pure, deep, rare as ocean,
The longevity of tides that churn, erode the bricks, bars,
You seek escape, Peace your destination.
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