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Banshee Screams
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Banshee Screams |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
The winds wail in a poet’s words The banshee screams Shivering them in thoughts In the grave yard of poetic verse Needing to break free of the shackles That binds them in an imprisoned tomb Words riding on the spirit of the unicorn Free spirited ghost of father time As the universe storms in continuous change Riding the waves that drown ambition Ready to call it quits from humanities deaf ears But the hysterical pride of the wild winds Keep shouting in echoes reverberating within In quakes tearing down boundaries From where do dreams come from? From the mystical past Vivid imagination of creativity Of present day thinking About having a future They are from the compass of time Leading in every direction of the horizon In light years from now A poet’s words will have died down But the process that created them Will lie in frustrations of bouquets That blossom in others Carrying on the trade For the banshee will still wail Sending shivers quaking To opening minds D.Lester Young 10/8/2002 Tuscaloosa, AL Copyright © D.Lester Young (White Eagle poetry) |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
I liked that ending; the banshee wailing will continue. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
I never thought of poetry like that before! This poem is so powerful and full of images and energy. ---I'm going back to experience your words again! Absolutely dynamic! EA |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
Awesome poem Cold hands means a warm heart |
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