Who are you
To hold so much Power over my Fingers When I think Your gravity sinks Me down to the Bottom And Fall I Must now for I Am in the Up Side Down
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the dark memories gathered. My pain grew as cold chills fell against my naked soul. My tear’s smite me, and upon their release my essence drips to the wicked earth that will in prison me someday underneath a gravestone. In agony I hang my head, as oblivion approaches with a cold reminder I am alone, my tear’s fell upon darkened times hydrating my doom. The devil taunt’s me reminding me of my appending doom. © 2019 By Amanda Shelton
Welcome to my new poetic collection ****** Quill’s.
Upon these pages I leave behind my tear’s and frustrations. Within my poetic translations you can find truth, struggle, love, and bit’s of my broken design. I am blessed with a gift of writing poetry and drawing. I hope you enjoy my poetic designs.
source of truth and light your seal shines in the firmament It's witnessed every single night. You nudged the quills of scribes inspired.... who took your nom de plume, unwittingly applied it to His word ... had the Maker's own entombed. Your master plan to strike his name and substitute your own is working Prince.... everyone says "Gad".... by Jove your name has grown.
Another hymn from - Hems Heard in Heaven & Haws Heard in Hell
Poets will proffer a word creation
Pictures on the page of mankind* Pouring forth imagination Past greats all of literary rind Over centuries till to-day Our world reading from quills divine Of the art in a mind's thought clay Opus after opus gold to mine Verse of romance lovers embrace Verily spring's bloom tis beautiful Victory won on the battle-front's face Vying for lands e'er plentiful Every composition a story Each wordsmith of singular hand Etching a mark throughout history *Ergo the masterpiece so grand
Trolaan, created by Valerie Peterson Brown, is a poem consisting of 4 quatrains. Each quatrain begins with the same letter. The rhyme scheme is abab. Starting with the second stanza you use the second letter of the first line of the first stanza to write the second each line beginning with that letter. On the third stanza you will use the second letter on the first line of the second stanza and write the third each line beginning with that letter. On the fourth stanza you will use the second letter on the first line of the third stanza and write the fourth each line beginning with that letter.
on the cover the same ones appear
we've witnessed them showing out they've done so for over a long year repeatedly their monikers are about parading an ability so **** grand we've witnessed them showing out remarkable they of well scripted hand ever shining the infinite bright light parading an ability so **** grand we marvel at their dominant flight they've always had a star's billing ever shining the infinite bright light again to-day their fab quills spilling of a class which holds such veneration they've always had a star's billing watching them is an awing inspiration of a class which holds such veneration on the cover the same ones appear they've done so for over a long year
she met him
at a poetry site where fondness did bloom toward a fellow poet of beguiling write nowadays their quills do entwine in a love bounty so divine
Clinking of ink bottles
Scratching of quills Rustling of paper Pouring out knowledge Sweating students Angry teachers Swatting of fleas No more patience Old mad bat suddenly Shouting "Bring me the earmuffs!!" Laughing, crying, farting Interupting the quiteness "Why would you ask that?" Principal Harpy asks "Surely it isn't winter" "Goodness me, have I said that out aloud?" "I take it back!" "Kindly continue with your exams" But no matter, nothing was the same.
She was Quaint
And she was Quiet But her words came in Quantity With nothing other than Quality She was a Quantitative Quilt of knowledge Full of Questions and Queries She was an ever moving Quill Writing the book of her life Yes she was Quaint And Quiet.
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