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Comment by Cameron S. on June 30, 2009 at 11:21pm
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touching bishop
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Comment by DIRTY BISHOP on June 30, 2009 at 4:42pm
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In the mornings sunshine I see the light of your soul and it gives me the inspiration to take on the days tasks.
In mid-day when I’m spent, I look only to your beauty to keep me on my tasks.
And when the sunset is upon me I look to your watchfulness to know that all I have done that day is what keeps you safe.
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The Life of A Drifter
~Shadow
© Cameron Smucker
I walk bare foot on the urban streets.
Grit, small pebbles, and sand,
I feel through the cracks of my feet.
My feet cut from jagged edges…
As if I have been walking on glass…
The wind bellows and buffs my cloak.
I have no other clothes though to keep warm.
Medical tape, around my wrists; from hitting things
Walls, cars, skulls, you name it.
I’M NO THIEF!!!
I only take and do what I need to survive…
As the blinding sun starts to set, the wind howls more;
Stronger, harsher then it has earlier before.
My cloak blows in the wind, and I wrap it around me close.
I sit down and lie still waiting;
Always waiting, for a chance to come by…
For I am at this point alone; always am…
For now, and perhaps longer I am no longer living
I am neither a ghost nor a human.
Authors note: Some times we see our selves in many ways towards other people. Ones we know others we don’t. Fact of the matter is, some people don’t want to be found but fell that others would be better off if they didn’t exist. Others just prefer their privacy. Some people like in this case cannot see anything around them not good nor bad but just trying to survive the only way they can. Search for a finality…. A place; something to call their own. Some make it…others don’t and just fade away. Just like the wind goes so do we. The question is how far must we go? What do we do to find that final place? In my eyes that’s almost as simple as it gets…
”We do what we must to survive and find our place once more”
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Bringing forth from within
By
Cameron S.
~Shadow
There are times we all grieve.
There are times we all weep.
Asking whys, and wishing for our
loved ones redemption and also peace.
Their are times we must fight,
and also times for making peace.
Their are time we go astray,
seeking ways to remove our chains.
Its time to play the game.
No more crying, nor taking blame.
All that binds, and holds us
down thrown out like excessive garbage;
in this useless frame of wax.
We are not engraved in stone,
some times we just need to be left alone.
Light candles and let them burn…
Blow the candles out, and shrouds
of doubt. Embracing ourselves in cloaks
of defiance; Becoming proud,
like the king of the jungle;
also known as “The Lion.”
Bring out the beast from with in.
be colder then the arctic winds.
Brace yourself and allow no one in
once more alone…
With no pressure…
With out having to bare another’s sin;
Worrying about yourself for a change
Living once more life in the fast lane.
hopefully forcing out of your system,
your most recent moments of pain.
Bringing forth peace and serenity,
once more again from within.
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This is dedicated to those single mothers who raise a child/children on their own. It’s hard enough to raise a child with two parents, but it’s even harder to do so as a single parent.
Child of wonder
Do you ever cease to see the world through blurred eyes?
My own…no
But my own as we are made of soul, bones, and flesh.
Hush; I know
I’ll cradle you in my arms and keep you forever eternally safe.
You’re so innocent…
Yet I am aware that you have come from one who is not,
I am shamed,
But I know my heart, and will love you as my own over time.
We are here.
Together against all odds, and resentment we will grow to be strong.
Child don’t cry…
I am the earth that made you whole, and gave you sustainment.
Child be happy!
For I am the breeze that cools you, and makes leaves dance for you.
Child be healthy.
For I am the steams that bring you water to drink, and to play in.
Child… Feel safe.
For I will be fire, the sun that keeps you warm on cold days
Child of child’s…
I will watch over you as you grow through the good and the bad times.
I’m your salvation
I will protect you, though others will not. I will remain forever yours.
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thanks Velen ^__^ I have to post about 7 though i'm going to post things a few at a time lol hope people as well as yourself like them to
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Comment by Desfrata on June 26, 2009 at 4:47pm
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Hope you guys like me new poem "Into the Future"! tell me what u think Sincerly Des
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Child of Dragons
by
Cameron S.
see with
eyes of green blue....
Face of a human, yet a dragons too.
Your eyes see so much,
yet your young, and no not truth.
Bless the children, and there innocence of youth.
Your a beauty no matter your look,
is true within, and outside of you.
You...Yes you...
are a child of mine;
of black hair, and blue streaks too.
Child of dragons...
Be strong; live with youth.
Remember your mother child;
the one who's given life to you...
Child of dragon
beware of humans who hide there truth.
Your true nature and what you are,
shall be concealed with in you;
too keep you safer...
as best as it can.
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Come home
by
Cameron. S.
~Shadow
Come home...
come to the meadows...
live by the sea,
live within the fields;
recreate connections; lets remember our sacred dreams.
Come home...
Come to the forests;
come towards the plains.
Come to the rivers,
we have so much that's the same.
Come home...
lets go to our homes.
come dance with spirit!
come back to family...
We will always welcome you back home
Come Home...
go to ones you
love, and cherish so.
A place for home,
is with ones you cherish and love.
Go home.....
So go find it!
make one of your;
own home within a
home. Remember with friends, your never alone.
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Thinking of you
by
Cameron S.
aka ~Shadow
Days go by...
I think about you,
and all together we went through.
Yet I became a poison;
we both became lost and confused.
I wonder now what you are up to;
if your still alive,
and if I'll ever be able to hear from you...
I am still lost, and I can't stop,
go on, nor can I forget about you.
I hope that you found peace,
and hold nothing against me...
like I hold nothing against you,
or do you still?
Is my suffering still apart of your will?
I shall suffer until I know what happened to you.
until then I feel,
neither of us will be able to lie down peacefully,
and be able to live on and our lives able to become fulfilled.
I'm left hollowed out from the inside...
not having any peace and,
I'm still thinking of you
do you think of me to?
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