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Alone I stood, against the stare of death
With head to head, I felt its gruesome breath
Its fixing crimson eyes igniting mine
Its scythe around my neck, which drew this line

I walk with pride, although the scar is seen
By everyone in every place I've been
Although I could give up, somehow I feel,
there are some tasks I must and shall fulfill

The urgent need of many things to toss
The cursed demons I have come across
As I have let them slowly drain my soul
So shall I use what's left to make them fall


*Iambic Redemption by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
T'was my first serious attempt at iambic pentameter, hence the name :D
 Sep 2014 Victoria Jasmine
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voice
 Sep 2014 Victoria Jasmine
cr
"her writing depresses me" he says

my voice quivers, falls up toward
space and crashes
down
against the sea-salt waves. my voice

s-s-s-stutters, repeats the first
syllable five times and once again
for an even six, repeats, repeats,
repeats. my voice is

quiet and every teacher i've
ever had calls on me with a
"speak up!" but no one ever
listens.

writing is the only voice i've ever known
you will not take that from me.
someone  told me this today when i was reciting a writing prompt in class; my thoughts on it are pretty clear.
If only, you could understand my love
We would have loved a million times
If only, you could understand my love
We would have hugged a billion times
If only, you could understand my love
We would have fought a thousand times
If only, you could understand my love
We would have celebrated all the time
If only, you could understand my love
We would not have wasted this precious time
It’s been 8 years
I am still waiting, hoping, dreaming
If only, you could understand…
 Sep 2014 Victoria Jasmine
Renmar
Yours.
Who am I?
You know me.
How do you know?
I bare all I am with you.
All my walls have been broken.
I finally saw the best in you tonight.
A side of you I could never really see.
All because you would never let me.
I'm questioning if it's even real.
Maybe I was just dreaming.
Your eyes reassure me.
Kiss me soft now.
I know you.
Mine.
while i was in my garden an hedgehog i did see
he was fast a sleep beside my willow tree
rolled up in a ball tucked up nice and neat
such a lovely chap small and very sweet.

then when he a woke he began to stroll
all around the garden such a lovely soul
looking for some food. insects and some grubs
in and out the flowers in between the shrubs.

when he finished eating. back to my tree once more
then fell fast a sleep like he was before
i
am
eagle
i am
the
one who
was created to breathe the atmosphere
of the angels and ride the storm clouds like
they were white horses, yes, i was made to catch
rainbows in my sharp talons, i who am strong will
catch your fall.       You who are weak          will trust me
for i want                nothing more than             to be your
Savior.                              I will hide you                              under
my                        ­             wings. You will                                    be
mine and i
will never
leave you nor
forsake you. Ever.
World without end


AMEN


SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
I hope this shape works
Thank you God
For this inspiration!

Should be viewed on an
iPad laptop or PC
This love is reckless
This love is closed doors that
only open for oxygen
This love is driving without headlights
This is I feel like I'm crazy kind of love
This is I never want to be away kind of love
This is I stay up late kind of love
You have a kiss like a forest fire
You once called me a match
I am no longer afraid of the dark
because you taught me that
darkness only covers up the wrong
It is a security blanket for our past mistakes
For our past lovers
We no longer listen to the voices that bring us down
because this love is our latter to the top
This love is reckless
and I would rather live a life
without seat belts
if you're the one driving
Music is wonderful,
It gives us joy.
It could be classical
Or it could be like, "mate, ahoy!"

It is invisible and beautiful,
It soothes our souls.
Repairs what is broken,
It makes us whole.

It makes us laugh,
It makes us cry.
It makes us realize
How time has flown by.

It helps me cope
When I am down
It gives me hope
When I want to frown
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