"Nobody has ever measured, even poets, how much a heart can hold."

Monday, April 18, 2005

Melancholy

Blessed mirage brings both joy and sorrow
Torrential sensations welling up from a palpitating core
Fury flames and frigid ice collides
Releasing the tempest of so many forgotten lifetimes ago
The sky is crying
Tears are falling
Filling the cracks and hollows of yesteryears
(by Heather M.)

Saturday, April 16, 2005

Freedom

Sweet melodies pierce the soul
Coxing forth hidden emotions
The fountain of emotions flooding every limb
Making light each step, each touch
Blowing a liberating breeze
To launch the beginning of a delicate flight
Towards freedom

(by Heather M.)