I wrote these all on Nov. 21st 2012
None where really worked upon to hard,
just went with the flow but I'm very
satisfied with the outcome of them all.

Number one -is a Fan-Poem
Number Two -was a Try Out for Xolek
(that I now own yay!)
Number Three -is how I feel about my
poetry writing right now, very rusty.
Number Four -Just something I wrote
Number Five -In memory of my Mom.
Number Six -Out of The Blue I sometimes
feel as though I'm being watched by someone I do not know.
Number Seven -In response to previous one.

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[ THE NORTHERN JOURNEY]
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"Way above,
The colours Expand,
grow and take over the surrounding land!
Let's all fly, Proud and Free!
While those who can't - trample, dance, and sing.

We'll travel with the Northern Lights,
Free of Fear and Sorrow
this is what feels right,
what gives us Freedom and Pleasure beyond Measures!"


[ THE DRUID REJECT ]
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"So long my Antlers,
I am so proud -
I feel so Strong!
But I'll take the strength
of the biggest ones of all!

I am no fool,
no coward either,
just a fun loving
druid who devours flavors!

Upon my tongue,
Sweet Berries Dance
So sweet, so tender
so filled with wonder!

I'll dance in the snow,
Fresh snow crunching below!
Below my hooves,
as I trample then sore!!!"


[ RUST ]
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Rusty,
Dusty,
This is what they say,
When I'm out of the way.

Forgotten Tricks long ago,
Untrained once more.
Undoubtedly so,
Remind me of what I use to Be.


[ MY MORTAL END ]
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“Like a flower left to wilt and wither.
Death so fresh, Smells of Stench!

What is this catastrophe you speak of?
Surely not of me!
For I am still free!
Freer then I could have ever been...

Maybe this death you speak of is true?
But why do I live in a word without fear,
without doubt or death.

Everything seems so real up here,
I wonder if you can hear me dear,
I'll watch above – I'll be your guardian.
But please stop crying,
for I hate to see you morn for me.

Dance for me, Be free!
Remember the good memories,
celebrate the life I had,
and the life that is beyond thee."


[ NO MORE MEMORIES ]
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All I can do mother is push them away,
but no matter how hard I try they come back
They remind me of what use to be.

Much like a curse,
They make me cry, and kick in my sleep,
Nightmares of the good memories,
they haunt me,
It makes me despise my life,
my surroundings to.

Could you have not taken me with you?
For I'd rather die along side you,
then live without you.

This is worse then death – for I live without emotions,
without memories that should have been there,
should have been here!
Shared between us two.

But all I can do is say
I miss you,
For there's no turning back now
It's already done, I must morn and get over
what should have never been.


[ THE DEMON AMONG US ]
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Run dear,
Run and Hide,
don't look back,
Not even a glimpse!

It'll catch up if you slow down,
Flee! Run as fast as your mighty legs can!
If it catches you,
you'll surely be gone,
there won't be any mercy.

I can tell you from experience,
this type of person has no fear,
has only pleasure from pain inflicted on others!
It is insane, it is a monster!
Beyond the tales long ago,
worse then the Vampires or Werewolves you've heard of.

This, my dear
is the Demon of Despair!


[ THE CLEVER PREDATOR ]
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He is like a Wolf in sheep's clothing,
Preying upon the poor, the young, and the ill.
Fitting in – Nobody knows who's the Predator.
He will be your friend first,
but soon be the one to bring your mortal ending!

Remember my friend,
Trust none, not even those closest!
For those who are can truly be the ones farthest.
Listen to these words,
or you'll surely fall Victim to the Wolf...

The Wolf in Sheep's Clothing.