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Faithless Heart by LaraP2 New Haiku Various Authors New Untitled by Zimagal1 New Untitled by Zimagal1 New Karma Connection by Zimagal1 New My Sweet Bree, Part 3 by PrancerCK New Gleeful Kisses by Zimagal1 New Simple Truths by PrancerCK Untitled by ImpGoddess Autumnal Change by Zimagal1 Untitled by IamNotaFrk Untitled by Zimagal1 The Dance of Life by LaraP2

Hurt by Unrequited Maybe One Day by IamNotaFrk Friends Who Are Not Well by PrancerCK My Angel Son by AngelGuard Untitled by Asmosdais As I Live And Breathe by Michael Beichler The Gift by Unrequited Rather by Unrequited Living Life In A Day by Frisky One Night Stand by Frisky To Chris by Zimagal1 The Rain King by Frisky Dance In the Air by LaurieL

Faithless Heart He holds her and swears undying love forever more. Yet his eyes always wandered to that star not seen before. His tender words can not hide the reckless gleam in his eyes. No words were spoken, yet she knows he had already left her side. "See what you're about to lose." The wind warns softly in the breeze. He heard nothing but the promises of an elusive dream. He poured out all his desires with a fervor that was both old and new. She smiled and held out her hands to him as if she felt the same way too. Yet her embrace held none of the sweetness of that love once within his sight. Her warmth was only an illusion that faded with the first touch of reality's light. "See what you've lost." The wind roars into the raging storm. He understood not the death of a dream that was now his to mourn. The faint mockery of her desires was the gift given for his faithless heart. The sweet laughter of his lost love sounded from a distance afar. Reality hit him with a vengeance at the love that shone within her eyes. For the joy that shone within her was for the man who now stood at her side. "See what you gave up." The wind whispered softly into the dark stormy night. He heard the words and finally saw the truth of himself under dusk's fading light. ~LaRaine (LaraP2) Contents

torpor in transit misty pre-dawn, red taillights morning commute, ugh. ~AndreeRose a scenic morning rats scurry across the tracks taking the light rail discomfort, dull ache and the pain of distraction pre morning coffee Contents

Haiku wet iridescence reflections of old sorrows the tear on my cheek blink blink blink blink blink the reddened eye winks slowly before the left turn pacing nervously upset stomach, agony first date jitters, oh!

oak leaves like small hands falling red, yellow, orange reaching to the sky two-faced twin watch out know revenge is best served cold the scorpion strikes that treacherous girl desperately smitten, eh? squash her like a bug ~Kathy (Zimagal1)

Untitled Running my fingers along the length of you, I admire your size, your veiny maleness, Holding you in my hand, I imagine the pleasure yet to come As I inhale deeply, breathing in your pungent aroma which fills my nostrils with its earthy sweet scent. Flirting, I touch my tongue lightly to your tip, feel its smooth curve. I test the opening there which will soon be moist from the wetness of my lips. I cannot wait to take you into my mouth To taste you. My lips part with anticipation. Not resisting any longer, I suck gently, igniting the flame. Soon my desires are filled and you are spent, lying on your side in the ashtray. And I contemplate my next cigar. ~Kathy (Zimagal1) © 9/20/98 Contents Untitled You found my most vulnerable part and under the guise of friend you fed upon it. You twisted yourself into my life like a knife into a wound deeper deeper until you could twist no longer Now I am dead and still you feast happily on my carcass ~Kathy (Zimagal1) © 9/30/98 Contents

Karma Connection The fickle hand of fate it's true can deal some unjust cards to you and me as well, but who's to blame? How well you play them is the game. There are those who coast along life's rocky path, but taking wrong turns here and there, and getting lost, never realizing what it might cost. They do as they like, without a care of what they hurt, who they ensnare in their web of lies and of deceit, or who may lie wounded, at their feet. While they continue on their quest for "me me me" they never rest or see the path they've left behind as they now trample on mankind. But soon fate catches up to them perhaps their actions to condemn by sending foibles, and pain, their way. Time to wake up, it's karmic payday! So you've suddenly lost your job, and find yourself followed by a mob of angry people who want your ass, then broke an ankle, alas! And that robbery you had when out with that coward, who, no doubt you should have left well enough alone. But now the bad seeds have been sown. Time for the karma police to make an arrest with your excuses they are unimpressed, no more to listen to your lies. What happens next is no suprise. The cards you play, the game you chose is over. Now peace exists for those on whom you have inflicted hurts. It's time you got your just desserts. ~Kathy (Zimagal1) © 10/11/98 Contents

My Sweet Bree, Part 3 Today was to be the day... when we would first hug, and quietly gaze into each other's eyes, and wonder... I would softly kiss you on your cheek, and you would... ??? Tonight was to be the night... when we would first dance, and slowly sway with the band's music, and wonder... I would lightly pull you close to me, and you would... ??? Someday will be our fated time... When could we first meet, and qently reach for the other's soul, and wonder... ??? I would surely have you by my side, and you would... ??? ~Christopher (PrancerCK) ©10/7/98 Contents

Gleeful Kisses tasting of tobacco and curiously strong peppermints your lips kiss and your tongue gently probes you nibble lightly then bite giggling, I pull away a little surprised but not unpleasantly I lean forward for another salty-sweet kiss laughing softly, clashing teeth we pull apart and share a look you think I laugh at you we try again I fight to control the bubbling laughter threatening to pop out but in your infinite maleness read "sensitivity" you stop mid-lick hilarity spent once more I attempt seriousness in vain I plunge into the moist depths trying not to smile but thinking why contain such glee? ~Kathy (Zimagal1) © 8/10/98 Contents

Simple Truths I was raised to measure myself by What I became. The roles that I was given and the things that I acquired. I worked very hard, but never quite succeeded. But something from deep within me began to pull me back. I've always trusted my heart. So I returned here. I floundered for a long time, lethargic and confused. Still uncertain why I'd returned. Still focused on What. I tried to hide from myself for a while with someone else. But she was the wrong woman. At the wrong time. I had to go home to remember those simple truths that I'd lost. That life is about learning. That I'm about Who and Where, but not What. That Who I am is pretty darned good, although some work will always remain. My friends and family will always be with me. And the rest don't matter. And that home is Where I want to be, in that small town I love so much. I'm almost there now. So damnably close. And that I must find a special woman to join me on this journey. Someone who understands Who and Where. Someone who cares little about What. Oh, I still need to work very hard, for a while longer, at the What. So I can cross those last few miles. To Where. And I must always remember to focus on the simple truths. That life is about learning. That I'm about Who and Where, but not What. ~Christopher (PrancerCK) 4/23/97 Contents

Untitled A scream from the wild, A call from the sea, A whistle from the wind, Premonitions of what will be. The scream of the Mountain Lion, As she struggles to go free, Metal teeth ensnag her paw, As cubs wait for her, hopelessly. A dolphin calls, squeals and cries, Snared with in a fisherman's net, Her sorrowful eyes, mourn goodbye, Last of kind....is no more. Eagle's young screech for food, but mother never comes, She is down below, Killed by the poachers gun. All are extinct, Nature so unsacred, Men at fault, yet we wonder how and why? ~ ImpGoddess Contents Autumnal Change The autumn leaves dance to the ground pirouette plie' pas-de-deux. They twirl and swirl softly landing. Breezes blow them. They swiftly scuttle along bump into one another then settle once again to wait for the next change. ~Kathy (Zimagal1) Contents

Untitled I thought I'd locked my heart up, no one could get in. I was wrong. You laughed at my feeble attempts, pushed down my walls with no effort, you jumped right in. You told me to trust you, that you wouldn't hurt me, I tried not to hear you. The time came to trust you, I tried to hide from you, but you came into my heart. You held me in your arms, I was afraid of feeling safe, but you wouldn't let go. I pushed and shoved, tried to run, you held on tighter. You wouldn't let go, told me you loved me, that you'd never stop. Our souls have become one, our thoughts are connected, together we are whole. When we lay together, the feelings are strange, I still try to avoid them. But you still don't let me, you're still laughing at my attempts, but now I laugh with you. ~Dena (IamNotaFrk) Contents

Untitled Soft and sweet, Your kisses dance on my lips. I close my eyes and sink into a quicksand. I don't want to be saved Just let me fall. I never want this to end. But it ends. Too soon. And my mouth is shocked by the sudden loss of heat As the cool air embraces me in your stead. I can still feel the pressure of your kisses But I am left with the realization that someone has pulled me out of the quicksand against my will. ~Kathy (Zimagal1) Contents

The Dance of Life.... I watched the movements of the dancers with silence filled awe. The spinning, the twists, the leaping defies all the physical laws. Faster, faster, higher, and higher do they moved through the air. Every element in their motion brings joy to our hearts, but also tears... For with every step they take, they reveal the hidden truth about life. The sacrifices and determinations that went into this beautiful dance of life, is what makes us watch with an ache that brings both joy and fear - reminding us all that like a dance, life can be beautiful if only we dare... To sacrifice all that we hold and take a chance on an uncertain path. To follow the music that sounds in our hearts, and give all that we have - Like these dancers whose movements speaks without a doubt - We can create beauty if we try - for that truly is what life is all about. ~LaRaine (LaraP2) Contents

Hurt Disappointment. Rage. No, anger. Not at him, But at myself. After all, he is only a man. What do I expect? Friendship Caring Love? How could I let myself fall into this trap again? When I knew from the start That you care only about Your feelings, Your needs, Yourself. I give all of me and You take it willingly Without reciprocation. Do you think that bestowing your presence upon me is enough? Those rough, unromantic kisses you give when you are in the mood, (To hell with what I want) that hurt my mouth and bruise my soul can satisfy me? Mumblings Fondlings Gropings are all I get from you. Plenty of physical but not much else Oh, I don't want to Tie you down Make you mine. All I want is a little consideration sometimes. An acknowledgement of My feelings. My needs. Me. ~Unrequited Contents

Maybe One Day Maybe one day, you'll hold me in your arms, whisper in my ear, tell me I'm the only one. Maybe one day, you'll stand by my side, helping me get through, this wonderful life. Maybe one night, I'll sleep in your arms, share in your dreams, and be in your heart. Maybe one night, we won't lie still, our souls will connect, our bodies will become one. But until that day, I'll love from afar, hold you in my heart, and wait patiently for that day. ~Dena (IamNotaFrk) Contents

Friends Who Are Not Well I have two friends who are very ill with fates that no one should have to suffer There is nothing that I can really do for either except pray, and tell them how I feel One is a family friend of several decades, and my age She is easily the sweetest, gentlest soul I have ever known A woman whose words... or touch... or even presence... makes everyone's life around her a little happier Women like her are one of the reasons I want to move home, soon But she will not be with us that long For God has decided that He needs another Angel A print of one of her beautiful paintings hangs on my wall An original one is with my Mom I will never look at them in the same way again Now I will think of the Angel I've been lucky enough to know My other friend I've only known a few brief months But she has touched me deeper than anyone has for a long time She is able to reach parts of me that no one has before We seem to touch, emotion to emotion She has had an unimaginably difficult life so far And yet she is still able to reach out to me, and so many others, with words of breathtaking beauty and emotional intensity Words directly from her soul, to mine In a few short hours, they will cut away a part of her It is something that no woman should have to endure I will hug and tell her that it makes no difference That it is her soul that I love; that she is "Unforgettable" I have a friend who is an "Ancient Soul" He tells me that she will be fine I will continue to pray that he is correct For that is all that I can really do now ~Christopher (PrancerCK) 6/25/97 Contents

My Son the Angel ^I^ © On Sunday, July 20th, 1997, my son was struck by a car while riding his bike. He was a mere 8 years old. On Monday, July 21st it was determined that my son was brain dead. As I sat at the hospital waiting for them to decide if there was any hope for him, I knew in my heart that he was already gone. I then realized I had a choice to make, whether or not I should donate his organs to others? As I sat there it seemed only natural to let him live on through the lives of others. I suddenly felt a sense of peace about me I never knew before. I was able to answer the prayers of others through my tragedy. Thus creating miracles for others, I then new that this was part of my mission as a practicing angel. My 8 yr old son taught me more in his life than I have learned in my whole existence on earth. When I arrived at home after they declared him dead, I lit a religious candle and placed his picture on the mantel. As I sat there and looked at his picture the most amazing thing I have ever seen occured. A bright halo of light formed around his head in the picture, giving me a warmth, of comfort . . . all around me. It was then I knew my little Angel Son was on his way to Heaven back to the arms of God. When people ask how to help I merely requested they pray for the families recieving the transplants. As I was doing. The day of my Angel's funeral I sat down and wrote him this poem in honor of his life. My Angel Son My life was in shambles and falling apart, You came into my life and created a brand new start. You gave me hope where I felt none, You were my beautiful little angel son. Though our time here together was so little, You warmed my heart like the sound of a fiddle. Your smiles so big it could make someone blind, You are my little angel and my sunshine. You gave so much to all you were able to touch, Everyone couldn't help but love you so much. You will always be in this mother's heart and soul, The love I have no one could understand or know. Back to Heaven is where you, must now go, Though I will miss you I know it is so. Bless us my angel son so bright and pure, You will walk with God, this I am sure. ~Sheri (AngelGaurd) In memory of Jeremy Jack Lyman 7-28-97 Contents

Untitled As the evening fades away to another lonely night I know my heart is breaking,dying with the light I look outside my window,at the darkness all around I hear my soul is crying,lost and never found I wander lost and lonely,thinking of the past Knowing I cant change it,the die already cast People look right through me,as if I wasnt there Drowning in my sorrows,dying from despair Misty gray the dawn breaks,lighting up the room I find it cold and empty,silent as a tomb Memories they haunt me,ghosts are all around Their pain will never leave me,'til I lie beneath the ground..... ~Asmosdais Contents

As I Live And Breathe As I live and breathe, so does she. As my heart beats, so does hers. Yet we know not who we are, I go about my life And she about hers, Oblivious to our comings and goings, And the cosmic event which will unite us. My life as a whole, Is half as much without her. And what of my soul, Incomplete and unfulfilled? And her life as a whole, What is it without me? What are her wants and needs, Her desires, aspirations, and unfulfilled dreams? Me without her, And her without me. Lost in the multitudes, Strangers in our solitude. At this very moment, as I live and breathe, So does she! At this very instant, as my heart beats, So does hers! Yet we know not who we are, Or when we shall meet. ~Michael R. Beichler Contents

The Gift Through the night he comes to bring me his gift of eternal youth. Eternal life. The shutters bang against the wall, the curtains stir as the wind outside my window awakens me. He has arrived. His glistening eyes easily find me in the dark. I am trapped. By him, and by myself. I am can neither run nor hide, but do I want to? I am not afraid. He is hungry. I succumb. ~Unrequited Contents

Rather I am stable While you are in flux. When I am there for you Your ever-changing nature pushes me aside. Sometimes gently. Other times as a hand brushes away The annoyance of a fly. Rather like a slap in the face. I am constant While you never stay the same. When I dare speak words of love You walk away Or change the subject. Sometimes not hearing Other times, as if opening a door, stepping through and closing it behind. Rather like a kick in the teeth. I am stoic While you go from happy to sad. When I am trying to comfort you, You run to another As if trying to escape a terrible thing. Rather like a punch in the guts. I am stupid While you go on living your life in oblivion. When I am giving you all that I have You reject me. As if I were no better than last week's leftovers. Rather like a gun to the head. I am learning. While you break my heart (And doubtless others.) When you are insensitive I seek shelter As if trying to escape the cold Of a winter's day. Rather like seeing the light. ~Unrequited Contents

Living Life in a Day She thinks of all the years she's missed The promises that were broken The months she longed to be held and kissed The words that were never spoken It took courage and strength to change herself Taking care of her body and soul She can't put her life back on a shelf She is trying to make herself whole So smile if you must and shake your head She is floundering, finding her way There's so much to see, to feel and be said She's just Living Her Life in a Day. ~Carly (Frisky) Contents One Night Stand I give myself freely to you my body, my heart and my soul I ask only that you hold me And help me pretend that I'm whole. Let me show you how good I can be Let me suckle and touch and caress Stroke my hair and gaze at me As I slowly begin to undress. Close your eyes and enjoy me Inhibitions were left at the door I'll take you to places you've never been And leave you begging for more. Just pretend tomorrow that you like me That respect is still there (though it's not) It isn't the love I am dreaming of But baby, it's all that I've got. ~Carly (Frisky) Contents

To Chris This is for a former employer of mine who has serious control issues he desperately needs to deal with and also a great tendency to be petty. Don't sweat the small stuff, A lesson to learn. Life is hard enough! Learn to discern What is really important To worry about, to ponder. Don't make things more dischordant. Some people make me wonder, Why do they choose to be Aware of the insignificant Rather than just to see The large and magnificent? There are plenty of tragedies That life throws near and far, Why make daily life agonies Bigger than they really are? Keep those molehills tiny And the mountains far away. It's not pretty being whiney, For heaven's sake...stop being that way! ~Kathy (Zimagal1) Contents

The Rain King I met a man who is different somehow It wasn't by chance, we were destined to meet. His lessons are painful yet loving somehow I curl up to listen and sit at his feet. He talks about Life in it's wonder How acceptance is really the key How no one can change the world as it is Though we struggle to set ourselves free. The Rains of the Earth shall pour as they choose The waters rage down every day We can curse if we wish, say this world is unfair But it won't make the Rain go away. Instead, we can choose to accept it. Our peace comes from how we respond. We can channel the waters and dam them. Build a boat, and then float in the pond. I met a man who is different somehow His wisdom has made my heart sing. I'll prepare for the day our bridge washes away But he will always remain my Rain King. ~Carly (Frisky) Contents

Dance In The Air Like two leaves that from the Great White Oak Dance lightly in the air Lives have been twirling around and around Each knowing it's own deep despair Now, once in while, a great gust comes along And entwines the air dancers together Their paths are then crossed and their lives are then changed As to the ground they now float like a feather Chorus Dance in the air with me, with me Take a ride on that Heaven sent wind Sharing new sights, what will be.. .will be Come dance in the air with me Together they fall each encircling the other Enjoying the scene as they go Gently tumbling and whirling like bright butterflies Each enchanting the other one so Their journey will end when the two meet the grass First one, then the other one settle Now both are contented finally feeling complete As together, at last they will nestle Chorus Dance in the air with me, with me Take a ride on that Heaven sent wind Sharing new sights, what will be.. .will be Come dance in the air with me Our lives like these leaves have been twirling around Each one and the other not knowing How lucky I was to be floating so close When that Heaven sent gust started blowing Going round and around a new journey begun The whole world before us we see As softly I whisper so bold in your ear Won't you dance in the air now, with me? Chorus Dance in the air with me, with me Take a ride on that Heaven sent wind Sharing new sights, what will be.. .will be Come dance in the air with me ~Laurie Lynn October 22. 1997 Contents

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