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Riding The Storm

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Michael
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0 posted 04-15-2000 09:59 PM       View Profile for Michael   Email Michael   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to Submit your Poem to Passions  View IP for Michael

RIDING THE STORM


I recall a day some time ago,
A sky ice blue and chaste.
Gentle winds stirred in accord with
The warmth of the sun I faced.

I recall the faces of that day,
Pride lead the caravan.
As one by one they turned away
While disease crept upon this man.

I recall the sun setting over clouds,
A brilliant portrait on the sky.
And how chilly the wind became
Watching it slowly die.

I recall a voice, distinguished words,
That touched my heart, now wrought in stone.
Compelling me to walk the night
In search of something all my own.

Then strange silence, a palpable sensation,
A kiss from the dead upon my lips.
A curse to carry, a dream to bury,
By the hush of bleeding fingertips.

I recall the blast, a lightning flash,
Exhilaration from depths of the dark.
One thousand one, Thor's hammer stung!
It seems the storm had found its mark.

I recall looking unto the sky,
The rain of tiny stones pelting my face.
Laughter falling within the night,
To mask my earlier disgrace.

I recall calling, crying, screaming,
I recall no answer ever came.
In loss of time, dying or dreaming,
In loss of life, in loss of name.


And now, the winds, they ride ferocious.
Stability collapses at my side.
Where darkened moments of confusion,
Show no man's a man without his pride.

I recall balance escaping me
Stumbling, fumbling, falling from grace.
Reaching for strength in a foreign pillar,
Turning dust, staring me in the face.

I recall the words, (love, honor, cherish),
Turned abandonment in time of need.
By the dagger which cut my heart out,
Gutted my soul, left me to bleed.

My fair-weather friends, fiendish and foul,
All in line while I had to give.
Couldst thou not look upon me now,
That once again I may live?

For now I stand cold, numb, and senseless,
Faceless shadows encircling my soul.
Been days, been years, I can't recall
The last moment I may have seemed whole.

Looking at my hands, the wounds have healed,
But the scars are too tender to touch.
And my stomach still squeams as I drift off to dreams
Of something I never needed to need so much.

Am I riding the storm, or is this storm riding me?
Am I standing my ground or standing in the grave?
For Time and life just keep rolling along,
Dragging me behind in the chains of a slave.

Not sure where I'm going, I only know where I've been.
I look to the horizon, the sun kissing the sky.
If my own destiny, if not change it now, when?
I'm breaking these chains, it's time to learn how to fly!

Michael Anderson


 For all behind was dark and drear,
And all before was night and fear.
How many hours of night or day
In those suspended pangs I lay,
I could not tell; I scarcely knew
If this were human breath I drew.

Lord Byron


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Irish Rose
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1 posted 04-15-2000 10:27 PM       View Profile for Irish Rose   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Irish Rose

and I have the feeling you are going to soar higher than you have ever been!

 Kathleen

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2 posted 04-16-2000 12:02 AM       View Profile for Isis   Email Isis   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Isis's Home Page   View IP for Isis

I agree with Irish Rose and when you do fly it'll be to heights unknown ever before, not even imagined.  I'll join you hon and we'll soar together  

 A heart and soul are not judged by how much you love, but by how much you are loved by others...
~Isis~
(Goddess - Sovereign of the Spirit)


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3 posted 04-16-2000 01:19 AM       View Profile for AVANTI   Email AVANTI   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for AVANTI

beautiful poem...you know I love it when you end with that positive feeling...
you're gonna saor way up...that's true...
it's where you belong...


 If all was light...then I would have never learnt the dark...from which such truth evolves
from which evolves the light...
Avanti Rao
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4 posted 04-16-2000 02:46 AM       View Profile for Joel the wolf   Email Joel the wolf   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems   Click to visit Joel the wolf's Home Page   View IP for Joel the wolf

I'll see you in the clouds. My friend.
very moving.
Joe.

 I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel.
Janet Marie
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5 posted 04-16-2000 01:56 PM       View Profile for Janet Marie   Email Janet Marie   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for Janet Marie

I recall the faces of that day,
Pride lead the caravan.
As one by one they turned away
While disease crept upon this man.
-------------------------
I recall a voice, distinguished words,
That touched my heart, now wrought in stone.
Compelling me to walk the night
In search of something all my own.
-----------------------
I recall looking unto the sky,
The rain of tiny stones pelting my face.
Laughter falling within the night,
To mask my earlier disgrace.

I recall calling, crying, screaming,
I recall no answer ever came.
In loss of time, dying or dreaming,
In loss of life, in loss of name.
--------------
I recall the words, (love, honor, cherish),
Turned abandonment in time of need.
By the dagger which cut my heart out,
Gutted my soul, left me to bleed.
-----------
For now I stand cold, numb, and senseless,
Faceless shadows encircling my soul.
Been days, been years, I can't recall
The last moment I may have seemed whole.

Looking at my hands, the wounds have healed,
But the scars are too tender to touch.
And my stomach still squeams as I drift off to dreams
Of something I never needed to need so much.
------------------
Not sure where I'm going, I only know where I've been.
I look to the horizon, the sun kissing the sky.
If my own destiny, if not change it now, when?
I'm breaking these chains, it's time to learn how to fly!
-------------------

ok...maybe I should just have highlighted the whole poem *smile*
sometimes i swear i could eat your poems with a spoon  
this is exceptional M,
So much of you in this...and you know I love the ending...
and the light that shines there...you seem empowered of late...
I wish and pray for you ...
those wings to fly...
to find that "something all your own"...
and most of all to again feel whole.
You are so special M. *smile*
whether you believe it or not...you are.
your amazing...trust me.  
Take care,
jm


 Well the sun sets gently on your shoulders
And it makes me want to touch you there.
And the light in your eyes makes me feel
Like there's something much better out there
Something kind...
And I know someday I might be looking around
Trying to find some purpose
Well purpose it can't be that hard to find
As long as I've got the wind...
The wind and your love to carry me.
vertical horizon




[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 04-16-2000).]
bsquirrel
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6 posted 09-04-2002 12:37 PM       View Profile for bsquirrel   Email bsquirrel   Edit/Delete Message      Find Poems  View IP for bsquirrel

Michael,
Wow, the storm as sickness
washed away
by the rain.

Mike
 
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