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Open Poetry #1

Calm Evening

Artur Hawkwing
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since 1999-06-30

Posts 444
USA

0 posted 1999-07-03 12:22 PM

The sky as waves billow
a calm blue in the restless cool sky,
a lake shimmering under small fire lights
of the house across the lake.

It is night, the moon walks,
the sunburn burns at my back
while darker and darker grows the sky,
swallowed by the midnight masses.

Fireworks erupt int he sky before the fourth of July,
as searing memories roll back at me,
and my head aches and aches
for the useless wish things would last forever.

The ducks sit on the grass not far off,
as my day at summer camp is come to end,
and eagerly I wish for more
but the wind takes my wish as it runs by.

It is about time for me to use the Purple Rain fireworks,
to see it explode and sparkle colors in the air...
I see the airplane flow with the cool breeze
and my thoughts overpower my conscience.

Fire Lake, Fire Lake, here I come,
to walk around you and swim at night,
as Betelguese and all the constellations shine
this lunar night where moon remains dark.

I wish to embrace the sky and fly free
To lands too far away for mankind,
Ancient deserts, ancient oceans...
Just now I saw a shooting star up high falling fast.

Nay, twas no firework, but a meteor,
Something God tossed into the night
To tell me he's watching and he loves me,
as the doomed rock crashes into the earth.

Aroud the Fire Lake, I come stepping in,
and I embrace the dignity of the evening,
for it is a dream come true,
as around the Fire Lake I walk.

As time races me ever on,
and I struggle against its oppression,
I remember forever my lonely days
and I determine to repay the price with victory.

While the wind runs, while I smile,
knowing there is nothing more I can do inside,
the price of indoors is paid outdoors
where my mind longs to fly free.

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Artur Hawkwing.... 'The grave is no bar to my call.' Horn of Valere

Poet deVine

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-05-26

Posts 22612
Hurricane Alley

1 posted 1999-07-03 11:13 PM

Welcome! Excuse the lateness of my reply. I really enjoyed this..reminded me of summer night's as a child. I will read on!

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