Once upon a time a wind blew
-and I missed it.
For, I stayed behind.
And, it rained.
And, the sun barely shined.
And, the windows wouldn't open.
And, I was left without the light.
Until I found a lamp
-to brighten the darkness.
And, I was warm within its light.
And, life seemed complete.
And, I found that the rain brought forth the water
-that filled up the streams.
And, it was so beautiful
And, I had it all.
But, the wind returned.
And, it beckoned.
And, my judgment was clouded.
And, it broke my heart.
'Cause it couldn't stay.
And, I couldn't go with it.
For it had changed.
And, I was bitter.
And, I could wait no longer.
And, I couldn't be sorry.
I could just watch it blow....
Copyright ©2007 Erika P.
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When I was a kid
-I dreamed in color
-and saw things vividly.
And, dreamed of boarding a Freight Train
And, going off to join the circus.
And, living with the Carney Folk
-'cause I swear they would except me.
If not for dreams
-you're left with Apathy.
And, the holes in my Buster Browns would tell a story.
And, I'd be dingy
And, I'd be free.
And, there'd be no second guessing
-or wondering what if or why.
And, I wouldn't care like I care now.
For life would be filled with Cotton Candy Wishes
-and all the Popcorn I could eat..
And, I'd ride upon the Ponies and clean the Horse Stables..
And, watch the Clowns at play.
For free..........
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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Swelling
-Fully rounded
Life
-Floating within
A glow
-Happiness never known
Love
-Never felt
Completely complete
Holding You
-Never needing another
My greatest creation
-My baby...
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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Disease ridden.
Endless aching.
Picking wilted flowers from beneath the snow.
Thought provoking.
Timeless parting.
Searching for a way back from what I now know.
Innocence lost.
Spring not found.
Troubling/heavy laden upon one's soul.
Not awake
Dream's escape.
Youth's picture a forgetful glow.....
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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Endless Strings, intoxicating-
Words...
An empty vessel and we don't speak enough-
Words...
My strength and my vow
-to type and to add much more of these;
Words...
Here I humbly beg for you to understand.
Hurt/to make amends with our-
Words...
In time forgotten, and you'll think them clever;
these Words...
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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The Woods…The Woods are arousing if you walk just a little ways off the beaten path. At least that is what she thought as she dipped the tip of her boot onto the softer dirt, and then delightedly stepped her whole foot down upon the greener grass.
And, this is where our story begins, for this is exactly what she had done. She got off of the Pathway that led her directly to the safety of her final destination.
And, with just the lowering of her hood, an unveiling/unmasking; it had begun.
Her curiosity had awaken as though it had been lain dormant her whole life. The World at once came alive with splendor and awe.
She, the girl had not always been so curious. But, as the saying goes and so it shall be said: "Innocence ends in the blink of an eye when white roses blush to red".
And, as she walked along kicking dirt up from below her feet, silence at once was broken.
"Hello, Kitty", he spoke with a sly smile and with words rehearsed and precise.
"Heh-Hello", her reaction was far falling further from his reality.
Circling around her, he was already picking bits of her from his teeth. Smiling a little too proudly, feeling a little bit too confident.
"Where are you off to on such a fine afternoon as this?" He teased.
"I…I… I'm not sure that it is any of your business. But, if you must know I am just out for a stroll."
He chuckled in reply.
"Out alone? Out for a stroll, alone? What a shame; such a pretty girl to be all alone. Would you-Would you like some company?"
"No!"
"No? Well, why not?"
"I would not like any company thank you." She tried but failed to move around him.
He took a breath deeper in of her, savoring the flavor of the mixture of scents illuminating from off of her skin; Lavender, Jasmine, Apples, Honeysuckle, Maple, Blood. He couldn't tell which fragrant enticed him more.
And, as she tried to pull from his intense stare. Her hair whipped within the breeze blinding her vision as autumn danced throughout her senses.
He lingered still, a little too closely, a little too dangerously.
She wondered what it was that he could not grasp.
Her manor was stern. She did not appear to be enjoying this unwanted attention. And, a smile did not appear upon her face.
But he waited for a perfect moment; as though she had stumbled within his Lion Den, emerged just in time for his afternoon feeding.
I could slit his throat. She thought. And who would care? Not I.
She wanted to scream aloud: "Go Away! Why don't you just leave me alone?", but her voice was stifled with fear.
Her denial did nothing however, but amuse him more than it drove him away.
Silence; it was maddening and deafening. You could cut the tension between them with a knife; a blade straight through the heart of the moment. And, still all the good it would do her.
She opted out. Her first choice would have to do. She would end his life before he could end hers. There was no other choice, as she couldn't go any further by or around him.
In her Wicker Basket there lay a knife. And, as he lunged upon her she slit him in two…
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
Model is Nicole Birmingham - (borrowed photo).. Check her out
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She walked on Beauty's path
-and spoke in Beauty's tongue.
An illuminating Aura,
-and, her hair was Golden spun.
And, I tried so hard to reach her.
And, my quest seemed Heaven sent.
As my pulse began to quicken,
-in me as by she went.
And, the Butterflies did linger
-knotting within my throat/constict.
And, I lost my voice to speak,
-like the snuffing of a candles wick.
And, knowing me - still guessing.
Knowing too well, I failed.
And, our chance encounter seemed as hopeless
-as a Train to it's Track;
-Derailed......
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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The beating/a heartbeat
The ticking of time's clock
A lover without a face
The breaking of a lock
A tunnel/a blind Alley
A noise just down a hall
The sweetness of a stilling breath
The tenderness/the lull
A story not yet written
Someone else's axe to grind
The killling death of envy
-lain dormant in your mind...
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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Skiing blindly upon the Slippery Slope of your happiness
You're sure to fall over,
-or hit into a tree.
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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The Portrait hanging in the shadows tells of sins untold.
And, while your sitting prettily there,
-that Portrait's growing old.
But, oh how so deceptive
-how deviant your plan.
To be forever beautiful, and the youngest in the land.
In time the grey cracks will set in,
-as Dorian's plan is broken.
And the lines that will appear before
-as your age breaks silence; is spoken.
And you'll run and flee for cover as your youth has flown away.
Beauty fades with time,
-for beauty cannot stay...
Copyright ©2006 Erika P.
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