Lost
is a puzzle
of stars
that breathes
like water
and chews
like stone
Alone
is a reminder
of how far
acceptance
is from
understanding
Fear
is a bird
that believes itself
into extinction
Desperation
the honest recognition
of a false truth
Hope
seeing who you really are
at your highest
is who you will become
Grace
the refinement of a
Soul though time
- Jewel
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Thursday, October 21, 2010
Saturday, October 16, 2010
This Poem Is Dangerous
This poem is dangerous: it should not be left
Within the reach of children, or even of adults
Who might swallow it whole, with possibly
Undesirable side-effects. If you come across
An unattended, unidentified poem
In a public place, do not attempt to tackle it
Yourself. Send it (preferably, in a sealed container)
To the nearest centre of learning, where it will be rendered
Harmless, by experts. Even the simplest poem
May destroy your immunity to human emotions.
All poems must carry a Government warning. Words
Can seriously affect your heart.
Within the reach of children, or even of adults
Who might swallow it whole, with possibly
Undesirable side-effects. If you come across
An unattended, unidentified poem
In a public place, do not attempt to tackle it
Yourself. Send it (preferably, in a sealed container)
To the nearest centre of learning, where it will be rendered
Harmless, by experts. Even the simplest poem
May destroy your immunity to human emotions.
All poems must carry a Government warning. Words
Can seriously affect your heart.
-Elma Mitchell
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