Something is wrong with my new longer poetry site. I must delete it and start again.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
How Many Bells......
how many times must the toll
how long will it take to forget
how many spirits roam this scared ground
trapped within this blackened earth
how many must die across the sea
too many,too many__so long gone
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Labels: by Melanie Bishop, free verse
Friday, September 11, 2009
The Phoenix
majestic bird of myth
broad jeweled wings
soar high enigma of time
born in ashes
gift to man
shadows evenings red orange sun
flashing, sparkling
violet green against a twilight sky
fly free, free__just a little while
as the earth pivots, your binds released
free free__just a little while
till time and heaven decree
spin rainbow sparks
a spiral downward dance
skimming tree tops and seas of gold
only to burn in wheels of color
hot flames within the melted sun
burnt black your only mark
just a little while__
then once more rising
from black remains to fly again
free of earths nature__unbound
sweet angel wings magical sojourner
rise high__fill the cool moon mist
echoing cries of pure joy
from ashes comes forth the bird of Eden
free forever more
