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LonelyI look at the stars
Hoping to see something
Looking back at me.

But its just echoes
Of dead and dying
Suns and worlds.

Nothing's listening,
Nothing's speaking,
Nothing really cares.

There is no design,
No grand plans to
Make the universe spin.

There's only darkness,
Suffocating and cold,
Consuming the light.

Resting In NatureGreen leaves, soft wind,

The gentle whisper of the breeze.

Frogs croak, Birds sing,

The water reflects the warmth of the Sky.

Calm breathing, light sighing,

The boy and the girl lie calmly in the grass.

Midday Mildness, Soft shade,

Trees provide the greatest shields.

Light shifting, kind yawning,

The Lovers stir in their sleep.

A summer day to never forget.

A nature orchestra providing the lightest music.

A day shared, Hands linked,

The lovers sleep in peace.

ugly hungerI.

the wolf in her
heart is whimpering
like a pup hungry
for pure milk
but all it is given
is blood--thick
and warm in a
foreign way
one that isn't the
love of a mother
or love of any kind.
II.
in the dry shade
lies the beast of eden,
her heavy jaw slack
from gnawing rotten
fruit and he is saying
with sweet, red skin
between his teeth
she was asking for it--
how her thin fingers
wrapped and pulled
and plucked at the forbidden-
ness, this is no confession
he hisses like the snake
in his heart.
III.
we are all victims
says god

On days like thisOn days like this,
I like to think
About just how lucky I am.

How lucky I am
To have food
And a roof over my head.

How lucky I am
To have a beating heart
And air in my lungs.

How I lucky I am
To even have been born.
Imagine...

Out of every sperm and egg,
And every unknown miscarriage,
I survived. We all did.

That in itself is amazing.
Then add on that life itself
Is amazing and wonderful.

How many systems
Must work in tandem
To keep me alive?

If one single DNA strand
Were to replicate wrong
My life would be irreparably damaged.

If my temperature is off
By just the variance between in and out,
I die.

These things astound me.
Every c

the weather latelywhen i tilt my glass up,
dregs of iced tea powder
become an orange starscape,
an eclipse wrought with holes;
summer, beautiful and searing.

Lookingwhy do we as human beings
ignore what is placed before us
at our feets
in our hearts

i want to be apart of nature
dissolve into the endless stretch
of baby blue skies
lift off in nimbus clouds

and when i want
gently float back down

ReptileBy design, I survive hiding, quiet;
carnivorous.
I am my fangs, or my claws, or my muscle;
alien from accepted.

Please, do not forget,
my cold blood seeks heat.

The softness of scales surprises the skin
of ignorant fingers.

RandomSiren sing me that beautiful
song of love, death and tragedy.
of war that was outplaced by love
are other things. Oh siren sing me
that song that has kept you singing,
the song that kept you breathing, the
song that every man, woman and child
would like to hear.

The Little BirdI used to have a bird

He sat on my shoulder

His songs comforted me day and night

Every time I opened his cage my heart filled with delight

For he was my only company

But then one day he flew out the window

I shouted and called his name

Until the night was gone

Sometimes if I play a song he would come to me

But when he did not come my eyes filled with tears

For I thought he had gone to the place in the sky

At least he was in a good place if he was or was he?

After days of not finding him I gave up and sat with a piece of bread

My eyes were bloodshot from nights of looking

Then I heard something familiar, was it him?

True enough

LacusSunlight glistens off the top of the lake;
Fish swim beneath the cool, crystal waters,
And the wind chops at the surface,
Breaking, for a moment, the reflection
Of the azure ocean above.

Morning CallMorning Call
Sudden shower
Lying half-awake in bed
The soft, tender form of my darling touching me
To my delight, the trill of the bugle
The tumult of the rifles
Had been stilled by the rain
The only sound i heard
Through the soft, quiet swish of my fan
Was the soft and silent swish of the late summer rain
I lay in bed to listen
Until 9 AM

light is dark and dark is lightHave you eaten from the fruits of insanity?
have you not yet bitten into the bitter sweet fruit of sins that lay upon truth?
or are you still living in the safety of a lye,
for I have moved on
while you are still hiding in the blackness of the day
I am bathing under the light of the shade
and though you are blind by the hellish suns rays
I can see
So I will take you by the hand and lead your wandering soul down the proper path of darkness
not the path of son and truth but the path of lies death and gloom
for this is the path of safty
this path was built for you...

Let Loose.
She's ripping her jeans off at the thighs.Pulling out her hemp flip flops.
Bikinis under tank tops are tied.Preparing for the heat of summer.
She dances with the breeze, and runs to the sea. With a free laugh in she jumps.
Waves crash overhead, but she knows how to tread the trails of this old friend.
That girl is on the loose again.
Bare skin on sand, shoes dangle in hand. Her hair dripping with salt water.
She falls on the beach and looks at her feet. White sand is coating like sugar.
She lays her head back and starts to relax,to the sounds of her soothing ocean.
Breathing in the scent of salt drying on sun warmed skin.
That

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a picture
a sentence

enough to exist
to make them believe.

enough to build
a world upon.

The WarTell me why do you look so sad;
your eyes so empty and yet they
have so much to tell,
why do you look so punished,
who broke you in two
and left you on your own?

How to heal your wounds
and bring them misery upon
when you weep in your dreams.

It seems you've been through
so many things but it's all gone
now that the war is won.

They killed innocence and hope
in a dark corner
when spring was in young hearts
waiting to come alive.

So don't fear to walk on the
empty streets tomorrow,
there's nobody left to bleed.

They torn love apart
and destroyed everything
we built in so many years.

Now it's up to you sad man,
you're st

ConfidenceA big lion fell asleep
in the east sun's realm
he started to dream
of generositiy and confidence
like if he wasn't
the root of unbound power.

Did you hear
the fall of the bird
it hit so hard on the ground
how couldn't you hear
the death of a little bird
when you always listened
to the lions roar.

FootstepsI was waiting for you to wake up,
my eyes on the clock
a cigarette on my lips
as if you were the sense of my life.

It's cold inside
like the ice on the windows,
like a senseless lie.

Altough I'm about to go
I really want to stay
will I regret if I leave now?

I'm standing at the door
don't know if you sleep
or already woke up,
but I walk out into the snow.

White ground
like an empty page
I write my story upon
with my footsteps.

A cold breeze
takes out the air of my lungs
and I wear my jacket
to warm myself,
now that you're not here
to take me by your side.

I start to run
leaving everything behind
that was said or done

Dark IdolsYou did wrong things
you said wrong things

You made a wrong image
of yourself
..or was it the real you?

Was it necessary
to see it all black
to surround you with darkness
so nobody could reach,
to make them fright?

White turns black
when you turn off the light,
the truth doesn't collide
when you build towers of lies.

The last summer dayIt's a lovely summer day
the smell of coffee everywhere,
lightly floating clouds in the air.

And suddenly I think of you,
like I used to do
not so long time ago.

The world was dark
but now everything turns bright,
every problem disappears
every doubt left behind,
I can't be happier
when you come to my mind.

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Red Hills

by ~EllieGarcia, Nov 1, 2012, 8:51:56 AM
Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

The wilderness of this savage land
will keep us deep inside it's hands
welcoming us with a warm breeze
from all the greenest trees
and diamond beaches
we want to reach

You drive through the day
while I am strumming a tune
in our orange car
driving to the sun

I can't get my eyes off
of this wonderful sight;
the red hill in the sky
and I would love to see
the stars there at night
sleeping in the green wild
with you by my side

There would be so many stars
I couldnt even count them
with my fingers

But now let's just drive
where the road leads us
to hold us back
of all the evil lies
of this strange paradise

Red Hillsby ~EllieGarcia

Literature / Poetry / Nature / Free Verse

ŋalyi - means hillside in "pitjantjatjara"

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