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[A Traveller with Magic]

What words could give light to a star?
That which hangs suspended just beyond the tip of your finger, an infinitely delicate spark of steel
Embedded in a backdrop of invisible light, one of many scattered like dustmotes on the edge of your vision
Is a furnace of boiling plasma, so heavy time and space itself yields to it, and shines so fiercely, so majestic a ferociousness, its brilliant radiance alone forms the pillar of the great balance, a balance between dazzling life and spell-binding death...
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Some of the adjectives still have some things left to be desired.

[kk]

Uh, I can't remember if I have already posted this somewhere or not, but oh well. It is a summary of the young wizard series in 32 words.

Nita Callahan
Kit Rodriguez
Say Oath
Gain Magic
To City
Save Lives
Meet Whales
Almost Die
Try Saving
Nita's Mother
Meet Abdal
Unlike Others
On Excurses
Mysteries Only
Hesper Saves
Kit's Lonely

I did have some more based on dreams, but I didn't think I should post it.

[Rubywolf]

The fall leaves
mock the dying sun.

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have a nice day, everyone.

[Dragon Writer]

here's a nice dragon one i'm not too scertain about...wrote it recently

we flit we tirl we fly through the air,
we do what we love, whether weather be horid or fair,
through the skies we forever sore,
rarely letting feet touch floor,
for this is our day,
this is our time,
to fly abnd sour thorugh the skies,
flitting, fliying, oh so hihg,
we know not what we seek,
as we fly from week to week,
we just know, opne simple thing,
as from gorund ourselves we do floing,
this is what we love to do, flyying, flying, tjhrough and through,
for this is what we love, flying high above...
to seek waht is there to seek, flying, flying, from week to week,
this is truly what we love,
just flying, forever high above,.
this is waht we love...

it's one of the few i've bothred saving of the many i've written recently. i'ts not that the others aren't good...it's jsut that they were written for discussions on the spot, and i never bothered. *shrugs*

[db_pr]

Irontown


Injured by the consequences of class struggle
Tenuous equivalence tends to arouse their fear
We of the brotherhood crawl through the puddle
We of the brotherhood are soon to be near

Our previous attacks ended in futility
Both pacifists and realists were reunited and shot
In the eerie silence of May we relished in solemnity
In the mid dates of May we united and arose
We of the comradeship are the despots' end
We of the comradeship will soon meet our end

A fortress within sight, a sign of sinister might
Averred to the Manifest we aim our cold, hard arms
Avowed by lover's hands, shot by despots' guards
We live we learn we hurt we cry we say we lie we fight
A solemn serenade, silently surrounds us
A sanctimonious sacrament of soporific sounds,
We of the companionship fall by hail of bees
We of the companionship die hurt by cold, hard stings

A solemn serenade, silently surrounds us
We of the companionship did live, did fight, did die.

[Gatemage Stardragon]

Watchful Eye (Peter Murray)

He was always there
Always watching over us
The immature kids of Chat
He acted like a father
Making sure we knew the ropes
though he'd laugh with us
And he was quick to joke
Always looking out for the newer folk
When he said he'd be gone for a bit
I never thought it would be so long
Who ever thought that
A "bit" could become Forever
He was everyone's friend
We knew we could count on him
Suddenly this can be no more
The cold flows slow and clings
Washing all feeling from the body
Too shocked to cry
But not for long
Nothing left to do
But give a tearful goodbye
To a mentor, a leader, a friend
Nothing you can do but mourn his sudden end
And then go on living
Do so in the memory of the ever present watchful eye
And know he's still watching
But now it's from the sky.....

[Gatemage Stardragon]

*sigh*

Healing words

Have faith, my friend
Dare to dream
See the world
As more than it seems
Hope, cousin, fear not
Learn how to cope
You will recover
You may never understand
Laugh and cry while you can
This will heal
If you endure
Forgive the wrongs done to you
Remember those who are gone
Honor and revere them
Be who you were again
Stronger and more caring
Crying makes you stronger
Laughter heals the soul
Trust in the future
Dare to dream
Dare to hope
Have faith, my friend
Trust me, cousin
I understand

[read-a-lot]

Here this
All here
while i tell you
Peter is neer
He has not yet died
And never will
As long as we keep him neer untill
Untill we die
and those who we pass him on
disrespect us
and join the throng
the throng of people
who sit and wait
worship death
as if its the only way
the only way
to live,
to die,
the only way
to survive
those who think
that of death
shall always be
short of breath
for thay dishonor
those who have
been good,
yet died,
in our hood.

We are good, but know this, those who think that of death are not BAD, persay, just unsder knowlaged. Hay, all, pass Peter's memmories on. To those who are new, to those who we meet. Pass his memmory on, and teach all that are born that death is to be respected, and accepted as a part of life, but, yet, no more than that. Teach them all the ways to escape shortly from this Hell we call life. No, I don't meen drugs Gigo. Or alcohol, WIT. Teach them the escape of reading. For reaqding, and religion for some, is a whole new world and a great escape.

This I typed as a message from Erin. She told me that If I do not mind to relay some messages untill she gets back on, if ever. Don't worry, I make sure nothing can be taken from them and I am good at that.

[mythbusterfan]

Seems Alright.

sunny days and starry nights
the evening sky, and the city lights
the flow of cars, a river of light.
constant, forever, seems alright.

the daybreak comes, the sun sails in,
and life begins, it's day again.
the afternoon passes, in too short a time,
then evening falls, and it's dinner time.

the sun sets, the stars emerge,
the world sleeps, a peaceful surge,
in the passing of day, to the silent night
i enjoy this world, it just seems right.

sunny days and starry nights
the evening sky, and the city lights
the flow of cars, a river of light.
constant, forever, seems alright.

to me.

[William]

[magicalmike]

I have not been on in a while. When i heard about Peter i was truley sadened. I barley knew him and yet his passing truly sadened me. When i heard about it i wrote this.

Death
one body gone
Turned to ash
Hearts
A million
Turned rotten
Pain
Darkness overtakes all
The ahes of the dead
Blanket the eyes of sad
Burning stinging eyes
You curse at life and it laughs
You laugh and it curses you
Pain everlasting
Ashes blow away
The stain
remains

I do not want to dedicate this to Peter. It is to depresing. Intead i refer you to the song Do you relise by the flaming lips. from know on that song will remind me of Peter and all he did for the world.

[Melissa]

This is my fave poem I wrote while I was in college it was written in Skeltonic Verse which if you asked me what it was right now I couldn't tell you but hey! It's Good! It has no title but

Un-Titled
By: Melissa P.

The breeze felt so right
In the middle of the night
While walking around with no light
I turned around
At the sound
Of kids in teh background
Their legs intertwined
And reminded me of the time
When I ran away from the guy
Who made it so I
Didn't have a place
And I had to face
The Case
Of a jealous mom
Who knew I wasn't fond
Of that guy
Who made it so I
Didn't have a place
And I had to face
My best friend
Who in the end
Said that I could stay
Until the day
That my mom came to say
That I could go back home
And again use the Phone
But all I got was the tone
When what I really wanted to do
Was to
Call the cops
To have them stop
What was going on
Because of my mom
And that guy
Who made it so I
Didn't have a place
And I now had to face
The newest case
Of abuse in this state
And I knew that guys fate
The moment I reminded them
While holding the stem
Of a rose
Over my mothers dead nose
Of that guy
Who made it so I
Didn't have a place
And now I carry mace
Everywhere I go
So that I know
That I'm safe
And I now can face
The world again
Now I'll learn to defend
Myself from anymore guys
That would have made it so I
Didn't have a place
And I'd have to face
Someone I knew
But I flew
TO a new place
In a differnt state
SO now I have my own fate

P.S. I'm not the person in this poem and please don't steal it!

[Garrett Fitzgerald]

as the butterfly climbed
upwards from the flower
Sarah watched it go. she
marveled at the colors.

then she rolled over, took
firmer grip on her bone,
and went back to sleep.

[wizy123]

[Dragon Writer]

i'm not sure about this poem...i don't usually do rain...but still, here we are.

I look at rain and i see life,
where others i know see only strife
i look at rian and i see light,
where others se thunder and have a fright,
and though this yet may bring us strife,
till then, i say, see the life,
see not the gloom,
put there by you,
se the glory,
and see the life,
see clear rain wash away all strife,.
and though it may bring more in its place..
for now...just have race,
have a joy,
read a world,
and know the life in our world untold, is brimming fortth again!
is brimming forth...with rain

i wrote a good butterly poem, but it was spur of the moment and i don't remember it...