Only Lakewood

Today is a good day
I am losing faith in the objective and it's unbearable lightness
For I desire not what the eye see's.
Only Lakewood

And the systems purr with the song of my soul
Alone for evermore
translated into the wailing of my engines
and shaking with pure rage
I will not plumb the depths of sorrow again
for an unfounded frag
My heart shall see darkness again for
Only Lakewood

What thought you of that impulsive decision wreaking of temerity
Would our mission cool your bad ways?
Or do you still desire those empty deeds?
The promise requires for more then you've given.
And the promise promises it is losing energy!
For I can no longer expose my heart to a bad position
and risk it harm for anything other then
Only Lakewood

Absolutely amazing!

One of the regulars where I work told me that she was an English major. When I pressed why she chose that field of study, she mentioned being a writer. Of course, I had to read something. What I found is absolutely amazing! It's below.

A Native Land

Above these thorns of primrose
How neatly our shadows
Rise and fall
Like waves surfing
The ocean's incoming tide
The scorched night brings the abandonment
Of malignant consequence

I never knew the depths
Of your golden valleys
Hidden crevasses conquered
By migrant pilgrims
To rest in the fields
Of wheat in my womb

Tangerine lips press
And bring dimension
Upon this festering curiosity
Like coming home
To a native land
Your pale inbred hands
Faithfully pervade
The continent of my mind
Because it is not your own

So eager to lose ourselves
In the honey-thick gravity
Of love so new
The only limb of experience
Youth's warrior to an endless dawn
Two tangled bodies
Bruise the patient sky
A yellow shiver
Ripping the smooth night
With its edgy spine

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Her name is Christine, but I only know her old last name from her marriage, which is Long.

The page where this is printed is at http://www.muse-apprentice-guild.com/spring_2006/pantanos_poets/christine_long.html

Enjoy!

Ever so lightly

Pacific Station
I am aloft and systems nominal
Shed no tears in the short term for I sleep with speed
My heart cradled in his arms
His words, the foundation of the universe
My spirit shivers with glee every so lightly

And to that space between the storms I declare,
"There is nothing greter then the Word!"
Radiating outwards from that small space
That big mystery
The husbandmen of our bond,
Dearest Dunya
The author of our life together
And as the author of our life together, our purring,
which as man and wife in the deepest of night
stokes the unseen fires of our spirits
and shakes the world ever so lightly

So the court of the Pacific BG's
It is with trepidation that I speed to our meet
My heart alive with that underpinning energy
That field rejected by the world
I come with engines alight in an effort to bleed energy
To present my bond
Whose seed has worked it's way into my heart
and shaken my world
more then ever so lightly

Cartweaver is crap

How people can charge for that is beyond me.