Conversations with Poets
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True Power lies not within Knowle… but within Innocence However, in order to attain such p… one must realize Innocence does no… sigh
We watch captivated The quiet intensity Of a stage made larger than life And then With but a whisper
So long ago You were a girl With eyes full of stars That I could lose myself in With dreams of tomorrow
i pray each day to set my mind to frame all moments a thousand times
you always know the type of walk that will make me take notice you always know
** the Hatter speaking with a deckhand while searching for the Seamstress (the Hatter sings) Your left handed rhymes remind me of a woman I heard about... not so long ago... or was it s...
Brother/Sister Poets I am personally seeking Your varied assistance As I make my way Through my divorce
if one finds themselves often in d… could it be that they are the only… could it be that those lost in the… are they simply drawn to the light yearning for a piece or just to ba…
the shadows of the invisible blanket me covering my flesh my hot thoughts
I Know You More than the Meaning I Know the True You I Can Feel You I Can Sense You
So here we are again Just the two of us here in the dar… So many questions yet to be answer… So many dreams not yet fulfilled I cannot sleep and I seek comfort…
BROTHER to the weary man... persistent Bringer of smiles to the sad womans lips... Councilor to a wandering child... Holder of a broken hearted family... the blessed Benefactor of a for...
Stripped Clean Can you imagine a day Stripped clean of all distractions Where two people could hold each o… And shelter each other from the wo…
The best things in life Cannot be bought or sold They are given freely By the one’s we love...
there she sits as unreadable to me as ever in that shell she made a home for all i know she could be peeking between invisible fingers