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Draped in a window frame,

Watching the ever-changing

White face of the moon.

Starlight a light kiss

Upon his alabaster skin.

The chilling wind

Whispers the secrets of the world,

As he stares

Into a black + white void

And dreams of eternity.

The sleeper stirs
Dream clinging by a hair's breadth
Teetering
The last wisps of sight and sound
Drift by
Until it collapses
With a sound like breaking glass

Last night there was a car accident and someone I know died. This is for her.

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You don't know what you have

Until it is gone

How true that is.

We all lost her last night

Like a candle in the dark

Overwhelmed by the tide

I didn't know her well,

But she had a smile like the sun

And when she laughed,

The whole world couldn't help

But laugh along with her.

The wrong tone in the orchestra

"That's me." she'd say "I can't play."

But she could

And she did

Leading us all

One note at a time

Through a cacophony of sound

To the harmonious finale.

We lost her last night

She was in the wrong place at the wrong time

As a drugged up driver

Took out three parked cars

And one pedestrian.

That was her.

Because of one stupid man

Her bright candle flame vanished forever.

He snuffed it out In front of her father's eyes

And so she vanished from our sight

Down I path I strode

Through the forest grove

Many choices lay before me

Many decisions lay behind

From the sky above me soft rain fell down

Strewn across my path were

A dozen purple flowers all dimpled of the moon

The cobwebs of my life trailed across my face 

As they were swept away anew

The time for constant has been lost,

Breathed the ever-changing wind

The time for certainty is gone,

Sighed the chancy rain

The time for safety is not now,

Gurgled the rushing stream

Will you take this path,

They all cried out as one

To the forever changing, uncertain, dangerous unknown?

Or will you come ne'er this way again.

I stood and thought and thought some more

And decided what was best;

To walk the edge of dreams,

Or share a common fate?

I chose my way and the voices brushed my ears once more,

Your old life is over,

They rang out

Now let us begin again.

Without them we would have never been. Their caring echoes across the years. Talking, walking, running, laughing. They are the beginning.

Caring for bumps and bruises, scrapes and pains. Telling us our music is beautiful, although it grates upon the ear. Hanging our colorful scribbles proudly on the fridge, admiring what they are supposed to be. 

What would we do without mothers? Without someone shouting encouragement as we struggle up a hill on a bicycle? Without someone to show us how fun sports can be?

Without my mother I wouldn't have gotten very far. I wouldn't have played soccer or lacrosse, or hockey especially. I wouldn't have excelled so much in school without her expectations. I wouldn't still be playing the violin. Without my mother, I wouldn't be here at all.

Thanks Mom.

Thou shalt not kill

The Crusades are God's will

Treat all as your brother

They are witches, burn them!

Practice good will among men

They are Jews, kill them!

They are only misguided

Damn heretics, burn in hell!

Believe the unbelieveable

We know the unknowable

We are the beloved of God

All the rest are the spawn of the devil!

All are different, yet we are one

These differences show the demon within!

God guides us to peace

He guides us to war!

In God we trust

In God we trust

Looking up at the stars, I know quite well that I can never escape this world of chains. Trapped here lost in a foreign world, I can't even begin to find my way home.

Unless and until this life shatters to pieces I will remain in this cage.

Unknown to me are the ways of this land, uncomprehending am I of the laws I have not yet broken. This language, so awkward on my tongue, remains incomprehensible to me despite my attempts to learn it.

Where am I in this vast universe? Where am I in this world?

These people are strange and their reactions unknowable. They look down on me and lock me away, deeming me a madman.

What I know can never be known, so strange is this land to me. Unable to understand, unable to comprehend the madness nibbles at my mind. Soon what they think me to be will become my reality.

What happened to the life I had known?

These people to me are living dreams, so incomprehensible I cry.

Lounging in grey-brown landscape

Relaxed in form

But intense in ggaze

Striped tail flicking over the ground

Seeing something

Sensing something

Interesting,

But not urgent

Far away in the stormy sea

A sailboat crests the the wave

Sail fighting to steer

Amongst the raging winds

White capped water

Rears its head

Frothing waves roar

As the ocean spits and howls in rage

Violently they crash

Raging on each other

Nothing so much

As two wild storms

Light and dark

Fighting like a maelstrom

Raging over the plains

Clashing together

Manes streaming

Hooves flashing in fury

In an ultimate battle of wills

Underneath the starry sky

Freezing cold

In the wind driven snow

An Indian and his horse

Observe distant fires

They long for the warmth

Those lights can bring

Still, they hesitate

Tense

Trying to see

What cannot be seen

It is an important question,

Are they friends?

Or foes?

Maidens dance

Forgetting in youth

The fate the old know well

Gathering short lives

in a beautiful bouquet

To adorn their silky hair

And bright spring dresses

The fresh, cool breeze

Catches seeds

Of a fading dandelion

Bright beauty blown to the winds

Hidden from sight

Silver-grey scythe at hand

White beard

Concealed by a cowl

Dressed in black

He awaits to receive

Six bright young flowers

He strives for flight

Arms extended, fingers spread

Legs locked together

Toes pushing up

His wings beg for the wind

Chest open, nose upturned

Arrogant, 

Thinking he alone,

Can master flight

She knows the air.

Knows it like her own name.

Wings cupped to descend

Hair brushed delicately aside

Her slender feet touch gently down

Shy and graceful

She took to the wind

As one born to it

Gleaming metal trunk,

Sections gracefully melded

Limbs crooked and broken.

Shining silver branches

Reach for the heavens.

Unnatural beauty

Erupting from the earth

Reflecting the sun

In tangles of silver.

Ethereal tree, stillborn,

In a forest, ephemeral. 

Enshrouded in thick dark robes

Resting upon a chair of stone

The face expresses no emotion

Having moved beyond those human bonds

Eyes gently shut

Fingers touching chin

Mind lost in thought

Risen past all chains of humankind

Death, that is the figure's name

Figure flowing in the wind

Body taut

As strong as the hound at her heels

Longbow easily held in her stern hand

Scarf trailing behind

No clothes conceal her supple skin

Jade green, gleaming in the light

Her proud head, regal eyes

Stare down upon

The fast approaching predator

As she flies onward

In the manner of her nature

Memory encased in stone

Ready to rise

In a moment's need

Hands clenched, determined

Eyes hard in stone

Ready to defend the country

He died to save

Too young for death

He lingers as a statue

Lifelike in his need

To protect the country

That he loves best

Silence

Dreadful silence

Not a whisper of rain

Nor a growl of thunder

Just silence

Not even a wisp of wind

Clouds cover the sun

Time is suspended

Not a hint of motion

Or the slightest sound

Trapped alone

In a motionless

Soundless

World of misery

You were the death of me.

Your sweet words

Whispered gently in my ear

Those honeyed lies

Drawing me further from my path

Your soft touch 

lingered on my skin

Your wonderous warmth

Made me feel safe

And loved

And sane.

I died twice

When you killed me

Trapped beneath the earth

Frozen in a moment

Of when my heart last beat

Brought so low by the flesh

That used to rip beneath my claws

Recall of memories unwelcome now

In my station of decline

Tell me human,

What do you think of me?

Wild beast broken to the bridle?

Perhaps I am,

But war rages all around

And fire burns within my eyes

Release me from my chains!

Always have you held me back,

And never let me free

Smooth cool stone

A fallen shield

The crimson color

Of a broken bleeding heart

Heat and tears

Stain the stone

Blinded by the light

Of horrifying revelation

When the dawn breaks

And the water falls

I recall

A dream has passed me by

In the heart of all things

There is the will to move

To dwell in the mountains

And sing the wind song

To shape the air

And touch the sky

To change and leave

To say good bye

A silence

Heavy as an anvil

Pressing down

On the silent figure

Loneliness,

A keening pain

Longing, longing

For a... a...

A voice!

There is a voice!

Coming closer

Footsteps sound

Before the bars

Outlined, 

In day's waning light

In friendship

A long fingered hand

Is outstretched

Chains breaking

Bars torn asunder

Left alone 

To stand

Against the night

My name is Sae Wesren and I am dead to the world. My parents believe I was hung for my crimes, the courtiers believe I fell from a cliff, and the magic users believe I was killed by the monster they set on my tail. I died none of these deaths. Only one besides myself knows of my survival and he cannot speak any verbal tongues.  His name is Jansibal and he was my savior.

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Tears of blood

Trickle down his cheeks

And drip onto the grass

Tattered wings

Once so majestic in flight

Lie mangled on the earth

Black as midnight

Dyed crimson with pain

Limbs snapped and broken

Trapping him to the ground

As surely as a chain

Tainted eyes

Catch a glimpse

Of angry cloud

And mocking sky

He knows deep in his heart

That his fall

Was all for naught

The waves crash unmercifully

Upon the glass-ridden shore

The ocean wolves howl

And tear frothing at the air

They crash furiously

Against the craggy rocks

Sending up plumes

Of ocean spray

The wind shrieks and wails

Hounding on the storm.

A ship rides the waves

Plunging and yawring

Timbers creaking

Trying to heed

The flash of the island

And fight the teeth of the storm

It ended with a breath

A quiet hush

In the star-blackened night

Unheard 'neath the sky,

The silent sound of death

Mingled with the flow of crimson

The scent upon the air

Salty, rusty, red

Tainting the wind

And staining the earth

With stolen lifeblood

Grey clouds bloom overhead

The air,

It smells of rain

Staring at the sky

Eyes sparkling

She bites her lip,

So as not to cry

The clouds open

Pouring raindrops down

As if the earth were weeping

She closes her eyes

Tears fall freely

Mingling with the rain

As if she did not cry

Shining silver light

Trickling down the tree trunks

Pooling on the forest floor

Then rising again

On the backs of howls

Ringing through the lonely trees

Streaming through the darkness

Shaping the shadows

To the moon's desire