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| 'Do you know, I always thought Unicorns were fabulous monsters, too? I never saw one alive before!' 'Well, now that we have seen each other,' said the Unicorn, 'if you'll believe in me, I'll beleive in you.' - Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass |
I love poetry. Some favorites of Mine are Frost's'Two Roads'; Poe's 'Annabel Lee';and Teasdale's 'There will come Soft Rains'. They have inspired me to write my heart. As is life, this is a work in progress. Lover With the intamate knowledge only lovers know he carrasses my face. With aching care his hand trembling with emotion he brushed my mouth. Gentle fingers my chin is lifted forcing my eyes to his. With sweet breath he lowers himself kissing my lips. With pained eyes he pulles away leaving me lonely. I am not sure who the artist of this piece was, but should anyone know I would love to post the webpage with the artist's work and let everone know the name of this imaginative and wonderful magician. I hope my work touches you and I enjoy hearing your comments. My E~Mail addresses are listed, don't forget to find me on ICQ, my number is 31227912. | |||||||||||||||||||
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Only Dreams Only dreams of a youth long lost life lives, breathes. Not in the withering thing; cold, wispering air forced from lungs forced to live. Only dreams of a love long lost he lives, breathes. Not in the cynical thing; gray, staring gaze forced from eyes forced to watch. Only dreams of a beauty long lost it lives, breathes. Not in the wrinkled thing; frail, creeping walk forced from bones forced to move. Time cruelly leaves the withering, cynical, wrinkled with cold, gray, frail lives forced to remember youth, love, beauty as if they were only dreams. The German cover to The Last Unicorn Soundtrack by America, titled Lien Einhornz, is one of the most captivating reditions I've seen. I like to give credit were credit is due and the artist who made this is truly gifted. | 'How can this be! There has never been a time without unicorns. We live forever. We are as old as the sky, as old as the moon. We can be hunted, we can even be killed if we leave or forest, but we do not vanish.' ~ Unicorn {The Last Unicorn [1982]) | |||||||||||||||||||
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| 'Now I will believe in unicorns . . .' ~ Shakespeare {The Tempest} |
The Sea Not sailor, or seamen, captian, nor pirate I be But love of the ocean, smell of the waves and the sea Find homes in hearts and souls of water creatures like we. Born cursed with the Fitz's death haunting me The water's music taunts and laughs with glee At the infinate knowledge held out for all to see With perfumed air and carrass of her breeze, she Sings with musical voice, our beautiful seas, Silvery eyes and mysterious depths, oceans Beacons to all, to go where she be. br> This piece of art was created by Gissel E. and I love the melding of the mythical unicorn with it's real life muse, the Narwhal. If you have a chance look at the rest of her work at (coming soon: her web address). | |||||||||||||||||||
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