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Title: I am a Pilgrim on this Journey
Genre: Poem/Song
Author's Note: Another little poem that I wrote in the course of writing some Legend of the Seeker fanfiction

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I am a pilgrim on this journey
take my hand and walk with me.
I am a pilgrim on this journey
take my life, I give it thee.
I am a pilgrim on this journey
take my soul, it belongs with thine.
I am a pilgrim on this journey
take my heart, it is thine.
We are pilgrims, you and I
so come take this journey with me..

Title: Wayward Lad
Genre: Poem/Song


Author's Notes: This is just a little poem/song that I wrote as I've been writing for my LegandLand challenge, hence the use of "wayward pine" in the lines. I imagine it as a song that a young girl might sing in the Midlands. *grin*


( Version 1 )

( Version 2 )

Title: We Have Only This
Genre: Poem
Rating: (G)
Author's Note: Written for a poetry challenge.



Prompt: Write a poem using the words provided. I was given: random, cookie, vampire, work, water, faith, wings, cathedral, photo, and gentle. We are allowed to use the words as is, or as their variations... ie... gentle - gently

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We have only this
one life, a faded photograph held
enshrined in the cathedral of our souls

We try to hold it gently
in faith

We have only this
one life, from kindergarten cookies
to teenage vampire years

We try to live it colorfully
with promise

We have only this
one life, a random work of frenetic art
carried on wings of desire

We try to realize it truthfully
in wonder

We have only this
one death, returning to the waters
of universal consciousness

We try to hold it gently
with faith

Title: Untitled
Genre: Poem
Rating: (PG-13)
Author's Note: Another poem written ages and ages ago

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I want to be a bird,
raven winged in the night,
with eyes to pierce your heart,
and claws to catch at your soul,
bring it to me.

I would consume you;
take you into myself.
My sharp beak would rend your heart,
tear it asunder,
and remake it within my own breast.

My feathers would catch the wind of your breath,
ride it to the stars.
My wings would match the beat of your pulse;
dance to its rhythm.

Arch and down-stroke,
up and down,
catching your rhythm.

I want to be a bird,
black winged in the night,
with eyes to mirror your soul,
and claws to catch at your heart,
capture it whole.

I would devour you;
take you into myself.
My hungry mouth would taste your heart,
roll its beat over my tongue like candy;
consume it.

My claws would tear at your soul,
rend it with tender mercy and remake it with my own.
My wings would catch your breath,
ride on its warmth.

Arch and down-stroke;
up and down;
match its rhythm;
hot and sweet.

I would consume you;
take you into me.
You would rise to the stars on the beat of my wings,
offer your heart to my hunger,
and your soul to my claws.

I want to be a bird,
raven winged in the night,
with eyes to haunt your heart,
and claws to grasp at your soul;
embrace it to me....

Title: Bubblebee
Genre: Poem
Rating: PG
Author's Note: The following is a poem that I wrote based on a Hindi song that I heard once...

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~Bumblebee~

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
Of what flowers do you dream,
bringing the fragrance of love?

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
The color of henna and joy are you,
bringing the warmth of spring.

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
Drunk upon the nectar of paradise,
heavy with the dew of passion.

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
What blossom songs do you sing,
gracing sweet bridal chamber?

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
Dusting soft hands with fragrant henna,
waiting for passionate bridegroom.

Bumblebee, from what garden do you come?
Of what flowers do you dream,
bringing the fragrance of love?

Title: Untitled
Genre: Poem
Author's Note: Another emo-angst one from back in the day

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alone in the City
an angel with shattered wings
only a vessel
broken and halfheartedly repaired

alone in the Decay
fallen angel on broken knee
a shadowboxer
wrestling with delusions

alone in the End
an angel with broken grace
only a lover
bereft and grieving in the endlessness

Title: Everything
Genre: Poem
Author's Note: Just a kind of silly, youngest sort of poem

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Everything

for every dream,a dreamer
and every petal has its flower
for every hope, a moment
and every truth has its hour

for every end, a beginning
and every whisper has its secret
for every love, a story
and every ideal has its seeker

for every star, a wanderer
and every feather has its wing
for every death, a rebirth
and every romance has its ring

for every watchtower, a guardian
and every soul has its abyss
for every desire, a chase
and every passion has its kiss

Title: (Poem Fragment)
Genre: Poem
Author's Note: Just an untitled little poem fragment that never did become a poem...

Starlight promises in the night,
wordless whispers spoken with passion.
Fleeting as love, or fevered dreams
held in the fragile clay of flesh...

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Title: Untitled
Genre: Poem
Author's Note: Another untitled emo-angst poem


I am a daughter of Babylon; forsaken.
Inanna is dead.
My lover languishes in a forgotten grave; forsaken.
I am a child of the Moon.
My heart burns cold and dead; forsaken.
I am an angel with broken wings.
Alone in a dead city; forsaken.
I am a daughter of Babylon.
Forsaken.