 Thistle
THE
SILVER HAWK
I sit here
watching the birds
play in the sky
wishing I could join them
A cry makes me look
up, at the sky
A hawk circling
so close to me
It lands in the tree next to me
Eye to eye we be
such beauty silver
with eyes of gold
a partner for life
we shall be
hunting the sky's together
I have the freedom to fly
now on the wings of my silver
gold eyed hawk
cherish your silver hawk
for if you do not what is life
without imagination?
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Dragon
Dragon of black-silver where do you
go?
I go to my love of gold-black
resting in a valley near.
To do what dragon all black?
To ask her for her claw all golden
A dragon of black silver
fly's
to were his love rests all golden silver
in the sun in a valley so
near
Asking the one question that holds all
his heart out to her he waits for her answer
how can this one say no to such a question
all this love and hope he holds
so close to his body
so here they be dancing across the sky
in love and in hope for the future
for they are the few last ones left
watch out for them and never harm them
they and the few others hold the future
of dragon kind in there claws.
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A prayer in the night
alone alone I be
from birth to death
alone I shall be
not in friendship
or love, This I have
much of.
But alone in soul I am
none to fill it
none I have seen
or met can
To the gods I prey
find me one to give
me all three so
I be not alone
in the night with
out love, friendship
and soul partner.
Blue Rose
a rose by any other name is a rose
but what if it be magic?
magic of the gods
magic of love
magic of loss
I ask this
a rose of blue
filled with power
but of what kind?
can it then
alter the mind
soul and heart
to something that
can hurt others?
should it then
be destroyed
because it gives
a truth that can not be?
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Dragon Hunt
Hunters hunt
all in vain
for the one
that is gold
for them.
They do not see
no longer dragon
but human
to hide and
live to birth
and to die no
longer able
to fly.
A child of hers
full of magic
fly's going agents
all. none notice
none care
so dragons be
free you are
safe to fly
again
because none
believe the tales
and falsehoods of
you now.
here be a love sort poem/story?
:)
I come to you a lonely soul
walking in shadows keeping
the night.
A bright spark you were to this
Night giving me light.
I try to hide it but I fail
every time.
This feeling for you I should not
have.
Do I go with this feeling
and show it to the world and you?
or do I hide it and prey it goes
away?
These questions I asked
myself so many times.
The answer so simple and true.
To give in and be happy is the
better
way, so here I stand proclaiming
to all
and you.
This feeling I hide so hard and
badly-
I love you with my whole soul and
body.
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and here is a story poem
I was sitting so dreary in my room
looking
at a piece of paper
Trying to make it talk to me
when a whisper of sound slips past my ear
"Believe" it said
I looked up and asked the air "believe
in what?"
The dust mots danced in the air, swirled
and condensed
into a person with wings of sunlight and cloths of shadow.
"Believe in me and others" it said
Reaching out the angel of light touched my cheek
an put something around my neck.
Looking down I saw a tear shaped crystal
"look to this when you need help and believe and
what you need shall come to thee"
and with that it disappeared returning to dancing dust mots.
I look at the paper once more and it speaks
so here I am writing to any who will listen
Believe in the unforeseen and unseen they can help or
hinder you and (a soft smile) give
you the one thing everyone needs Love!

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