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Permalink Reply by Bobby Z on December 27, 2010 at 6:59pm

sacred breathe cloud frozen roll

like sweet water from the mountain

to the valley down below

the gurgling heals the schism

between man and this god

surface strife and derision

Permalink Reply by Signe Miranda on December 27, 2010 at 7:42pm

Winter Sunshine

 

The sun glistens on freshly fallen snow,

Sparkling like champagne on the icy flow.

Half-frozen river meanders it's way down,

Frosty and freely barreling into town.

 

sacred breathe cloud frozen roll

like sweet water from the mountain

to the valley down below

the gurgling heals the schism

between man and this god

surface strife and derision

 

Bringing hope and wisdom

Of ages come and gone,

Bringing forth decision

To learn and carry on.

Building on the the vision

Renewed at each new dawn.

Permalink Reply by Jacob Scott Sasaki on December 27, 2010 at 8:16pm

in the heart of december by jacob sasaki

 

In the heart of december my soul rot's and embers

as i am brought to remember the bells of a distant toll

a cry from resounding echoe's, a symphony of woe's

a burden bore emerges as the past creeps up once more

sticks of agony that i have cast out away from me

out into the sea have only washed back up and on the shore

returning to me even worse than before


in the heart of december i venture out to the cemetary

to stand before your grave amidst the cold winter beneath the falling snow

this haunting feeling lingers, i can hear your voice faintly whisper

but do i hear your voice with my ears

or deep within my mind, heart and soul

i didn't want to let you go

but jealous angel's came and took you though

because they wanted the love we had so long ago

i came here in the heart of december to tell you that i love you so

to leave you this rose, but it will rot away before that sun begin's to show


in the heart of december i come home to my house

to lay beside my spouse who sleeps, dreaming dreams of which i do not know

although i am the sparkle in her stare, still nothing compares

to the love we had, to the love we shared so long ago

still this house is not a home


in the heart of december time seams to stand stands still

but the clock tic's and toc's i cannot sleep thinking of tomorrow

our anniversary, we only shared three, there's been over twenty for me filled with sorrow

i want to cry, i cant although i try my lover lays still in her sleep and she'll never know

of the pain that exists when someone is missed, someone that you loved, someone you can't let go


december is cold but not because the temperature fall's below zero

not because of there is ice beneath the snow

not because the moonlight does cease to show

but because i feel dead, like a lifeless drone

or a ghost of substantial skin

in a way we are akin

i feel like a spirit unable to let the darkness out

and unable to let the light in


in the heart of december i close my eyes to see yours

staring back into mine i am reading your lips as you tell me you love me so, cause i can't hear you anymore

i am in tatters and rags, split and torn i yearn to surplant, to no longer mourn

maybe in the next world where you patiently wait for me to be reborn

as you wait by the pearly gates wrapped in your angel wings

that were once your arms keeping me warm


in the heart of december i lay awake staring at my ceiling

holding onto this feeling that makes my heart combust into flame

pointing my blame at myself and the one who sends us the rain

then i stop to wonder if all my cries are in vein

and although i remain in agony and disdain

i find comfort in the thought that you are in a better place, that knows not of pain

im not mad because you flew away and i know in the heart of december things will always be the same

and i know you will always be here within my heart smiling back at me within your picture frame