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Hello again moon!

30/4/2010

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Hello again moon
     You'll come again soon
Around 28 days i suspect

From complete to the new
     Tides beholden to you
Sally forth from east to west

Red at the rise
     Silver at high sky
Animals nocturnal are all your pets

Reflecting our flame
     Why craziness came
At full I can reflect

Because you pull the tide
      Our bodies also ride
For we are 70 percent water

Many strange happenings
     The full moon doth bring
In the bright darkness all thing can see better

Werewolves come out
      And vampires reroute
 The blood coursing in our interior

Ah...yes
     Amazing feats
     With the moon a visual feast
I thank god for a vision that is so bright and pure
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Bed In the Sky

29/4/2010

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Tommorrow night
           My bed is 
                                                          I   n           t   h   e           s   k   y   !
     
The aire
     Up there
          Must BREATHE
                     BELIEVE
                             I
                              CAN
                                        FLY

The stars and moon are my company
     Floating dreams
           Of cloud capped peaks
                 Bathed and shrouded in mist

My one true love whom I have always missed
                                  BELIEVE
                                        IN
                                    LOVE

Distance
     A figmant of our imagined existence
Can be escaped by air
     Breathing we all share
          With moon which we all stare
                 This green earth we all care

Doozy
      Into Z-land
      A great clouded vision awaits
      In the sky
      Tommorrow night

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React

26/4/2010

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How does one react
     To a personal attack
In a form not fully explained

Extra sleep in the sack?
     After being taken aback
No good now to try to gain

A misperception gone to far
     Caught fully off guard
What is the next move?

Seal an emotional jar?
     Let is become scar
Is this the best thing to do?

No answers
     Questions abound
     Drivin to ground

It still hurts all
     No way to prevent
When not good enough called
     No kindness here lent

Today was an ouch...
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The King of Nill

22/4/2010

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Once upon the land of Nill
     A fairy came and dropped a pill

This pill I found and swallowed whole
     Thus was consumed both heart and soul

My body changed to magic land
     I found myself a new born man

With powers strong and at times strange
     I began exploring this new plane

In due time I found a castle
     Within it reigned a king called Rapsul

Full of power, young and strong
     I called a challenge for the throne

"Rapsul come forth if you dare
     I'll kill you in a fight that's fair"

The king was proud and full of conceit
     He assured his subjects of my defeat

"This young human me cannot touch
     I'll answer challenge, he'll feel my thrust"

So was settled, we'd have a duel
     A sight worth watching for those he ruled

The day was planned, the stage was set
    Face to face, swords drawn we met

He charged me first, I parried fast
     I slashed upon his back when past

He hollered out a cry of pain
    I cut his throat thus blood did rain

Silence held his subjects still
     Thus I became the King of Nill
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Art Fiesta

19/4/2010

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A big art fiesta where all are invited
    Together creating and standing united
A dream of a world where we all see beauty
     Joing together this world community
A language transcending both race and our culture
     One that connects the past and the future
So party it up, dance, sing and laugh
     And with God willing, this won't be the last
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Spring Bloom

16/4/2010

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The spring bloom arrives with a swoon
     As the blossoms revive back to life
With colors and scent filling the eyes and air

The green returns, a time for regrowth
    The insect are out in force

Who cares?
It's getting warm again
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