Pagan Poetry

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Comment by Cameron S. on May 21, 2009 at 9:22am

Nicole I have read your poetry be for, but this seems oddly off balance to me. Cheer up ok. Remember one can only help those that want to except help."We'" who help others can only do so much.

Comment by Carabella on May 19, 2009 at 6:27pm

:-)

Comment by Cameron S. on May 19, 2009 at 5:06pm

(needed to vent)

Comment by Cameron S. on May 19, 2009 at 5:05pm

No title

anger great!
clenched teeth,
fists of rage.
Burning desire.
relinquished pride.
one women;
request made,
another saved...
all thanks;
to a
caring soul
no harm;
no death
marches,shall
be made.

filled regret
sh''es scared
he's scared
of this
ones rage.
this beast...
her voice...
understandings made.

praise be;
her heart!
made from
mother earths
nurching soul!
Foundations firm;
yet loose,
like soil.

peace reformed...
Peace of
mind; I
calm down.
For her?
My anger
becomes stilled.

Comment by Cameron S. on May 15, 2009 at 1:26pm

This is dedicated to the one I feel is my soul mate, and the person that I love with all my being. Carabella I love you.

My Love For You
by
Cameron S.
~Shadow

You whispering my name,
feels like I'm dreaming;
yet I awoke and found it's true.

I feel for you,
you feel for me;
no one else would I rather see.

We love each other,
our love feels true;
I promise it'll only be you.

I love your voice,
you sooth my wounds;
your elegant voice singing a tune.

We've been through pain,
this much is true;
but I'm strong knowing I have you.

We dreamed of this moment,
lets see this thing through;
whatever happens I'll always love you.

Comment by Cameron S. on May 14, 2009 at 4:23pm

~ ButterflyNight NewMoonDancer
Yes you are more then welcome to try out the stylethough if you post it anywhere just give me a little credit is all I ask :p
Also nice work on your poem btw

~Des That's awesome! I wrote one and gave it to my mom as well. it was the one called A m.o.t.h.e.r.s. L.o.v.e.(.) I also gave her a Midnight Jasmin candle. (she loves Jasmin) and had her read it while the candle was lit. ^_^

~Ronald Pope I agree I am simwhat simoler and I help people when ever I can as well. Though remember There are billions of people out there. From what I myself have learned is that as long as you don't give up on love eventually you will find it. Alas It's nice to read the work you have posted I enjoy reading poetry as well as poken words and storys. To finish peace be with Ronald Pope

Peace and Love,
Cameron S.
~Shadow~

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on May 14, 2009 at 12:56pm

I help those who have lost their way and guide them back to the path they were on. I am but a stepping stone, a passing moment in one’s life, my destiny is to help others and then lose them in the end. Don’t shed a tear for me for it is a joy to help others, and it is the greatest feeling when we connect for even just a moment. You may think of me often and keep my memory alive. Thank you for your gift to me I will cherish it all my life.

Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on May 14, 2009 at 10:01am

People come and people go, its the ones that you connect with that means so much. But when the time comes you have to let them go, to stay friends with them is the greatest feeling of all, but to leave the connection to let them find their way is the hardest of emotions to deal with, but the safeast way. Stay true to your freinds and all ways let them know they have your ear to listen and a shoulder to cry on, or a kind word to lift them up. Thats what freindship is truely about. So to say a few more words of freinds, feelings and connections; all these things are hard to come by and they should be treated with the kindest of gloves and charished like the treasure they are.

Comment by Desfrata on May 11, 2009 at 7:05pm

Mother Moon

Echoing whispers, from mothers of the past.

Lighting the paths of their children's futures.

Ever embracing their children's hopes,dreams,whispers of love.

Your mother's heart, echoing through time and space.

Gathering around future mothers, giving them the love to light their path.

Now all that remains, is for your echoing whispers,to find your trueself, to light the path of your mothering spirit.


I wrote this for my mom for mother's day.

Sincery, Desfrata SoulDeath

Comment by Cameron S. on May 11, 2009 at 2:14pm

Dedicated to the ones who....They will be missed severely; though will live on through our memory(s).

To One Departed
by
Cameron Smucker (c)
~Shadow

Rainbow flowers upon your grave,
to a life I could not save...

Red is for the passion that you gave,
Orange is the rust upon your grave...
Yellow is your smile towards the sun;
knowing your lie had just begun...
Green Is for the greed from the grass,
tainted by a ounce trusted someone...
Blue is for the sky, reminding me
your free to run...
Purple is for the pain; from which
I was unable to stop from being done.
Pink is for your innocence
before what had begun your last run.

I'll miss you my friend, and
I'm not the only one.

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