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 Posted: Sun Feb 26, 2012 11:29 am
Greetings my friends, I know that there are doubtless poets amongst you and I hope to hear some of what you have created. I was a poet in my youth and with your permission and indulgence I will share some of my works with you. Thank you for your time and attention.
I wonder deep within my soul,
Just how much further man will go.
When will he cease this racial ban,
and learn to love his fellow man.
It is not the color of our skin,
that makes us altogether kin.
Each us of is the same inside,
colored red the blood we hide.
But we don't see it until we spill,
another's life blood when we kill.
The blood it always is the same,
no matter color, no matter name.
But when it's spilled it is to late,
again we've yielded to our hate.
I've got more, please let me know what you think and please add you're own.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:17 am
Well I was hoping for some feed back or a few contributions but oh well.... Again if you have any poetry to add or if you just want to tell me how awesome biggrin my poems are or even if you want to tell me how much they suck crying go ahead, I can take it. emo
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:22 am
Another one;
"Dancing"
Feel the drum within your soul,
feel the fire burn.
Dance upon the living earth,
jump and twist and turn.
Dance the dance of ages past,
dance the dance today.
As Lord and Lady bless us all,
they shall lead the way.
Naked before men and gods,
dancing in the night.
Pagans all beneath the moon,
around the firelight.
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:29 am
I love the poems, here is one, I didn't write it, but its from The Wyld Hunt by Omnia. "When all the world has gone to sleep,
The hunter's to the forest creep,
From out the wild wood comes the call,
The hunt is life, the hunt is all.
An ancient forest beckons me,
To run skyclad amongst the trees,
My lusty spear cannot wait,
The gentle deer to penetrate.
Cernunnos, Lord of bests he grunts,
Come join us for the Wyld Hunt"
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 11:51 am
Artemis Reborn I love the poems, here is one, I didn't write it, but its from The Wyld Hunt by Omnia. "When all the world has gone to sleep,
The hunter's to the forest creep,
From out the wild wood comes the call,
The hunt is life, the hunt is all.
An ancient forest beckons me,
To run skyclad amongst the trees,
My lusty spear cannot wait,
The gentle deer to penetrate.
Cernunnos, Lord of bests he grunts,
Come join us for the Wyld Hunt" Lovely, thank you. cool
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