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So, the autors of this file are Cat Eye, Spectre, and Fringe, in pretty much that order. --------------------------------Cat Eye------------------------------------- Poems, poems and more poems.. that's all I seem to be doing lately.. every time I sit down, and I feel the urge to write, a poem flows from my finger tips.. deep in meaning and in thought, and since some of you guys actually seem to like some of these poems, I am trying this again, more poems, some recent, some not so. We'll start with the most recent. Written yesterday as a matter of fact. I sat down in homeroom, usually I'd write a note to someone to kill time, but the previous night had brought me much thought, and wonderment, and when I sat down in my seat to write a note, it became a poem. I didn't know how else to say what I wanted to say. I still don't. But this poem made things a lot easier. I'll end with the the least recent, and those poems that have no date, or dates I can't find. Those also happen to be probably the most boring, and least interesting, to me anyway. But you know what they say, everyone is their own worst critic! --* A Look At You *-- When I look into your eyes I see an ever forming pain A look of hurt, need and of suffering I want to reach out and touch you Assure you I am real I want to reach out and feel you Let you know I am near I want to reach out and hug you To assure myself you are mine I want to reach out and kiss you Feel your lips touching mine And when I touch your heart I feel an irregular beat A beat of anger, wonderment and of confusement I want to tell you I love you To help make you understand I want to tell you I care So that you know I am always there I want to tell you how I feel But I can't find the words I want you to feel for me The way I do for you. --Dedication: To Justin: I don't know how else to say what I mean, You understand that the feelings are undescrible that they mean so much, words can't express it! I know you needed to know how I felt, and this is one of the better ways I could think of doing it! ************************** --* Bright Nothingness *-- 10/11/92 Sitting, looking into total nothingness An eerie feeling in complete blackness Trapped, cornered, nowhere to run to A captured state of being in utter silence Screaming, so as not to feel so alone Crying, so as not to feel so insecure Running, hopping, skipping, jumping So as not to feel so trapped A sudden crack, a new sound A sudden stream of steady light A sudden feeling of hope, life returns Another scream to get attention of an outsider A yelp, scream and a holler Pounding, banging and pleading A new sound, the voice of someone Quieting, talking aloud, pleasing for help Hopes rising, depressed feelings fading Her laughters of hopes echoes, turning into cries The voice she heard was her very own An echo, a game in her mind Slumping to the floor she coils up Clutching herself, trying to find inner strength Hours seem to take years of feelings A sudden outburst causes her to leap up That one crack could become several It could become bigger and better The dim light shinning through brightened She screamed and yelled Pounded, pushed and pulled on the wall Footsteps echoed on the outside More pounding and beating joined in her efforts The outside help helped greatly The crack grew bigger, and greater Once again the outside would could be seen Kicking, shoving, pounding, pushing Her excitement grew, but who was out there She was eternally greatful to her new friend An earbursting sound echoed, each stepped back Crouching in a corner, ears and eyes covered She cried as the wall crumbled to nothingness Slowly is seemed to disinigrate, fade out of view Her helper climbed through and picked her up Brushing away all dirt and tears He held her tight, never letting loose He raised her faith, her hopes and her dreams He slowly but surely introduced her to love He sheltered her from all wrong and evil Her blanket at night, her guide at day --Dedication: To Justin: You've shown me a lot in our short time together. You've torn down all of my barriors. You've made me feel whole, complete. You truely DO hold the key to my heart for always! I love you with all of my heart! *********************** --* Nothing Before *-- 9/16/92 You sat across from me That look of sweetness in your eye You sat there silent, calm, and cuddled When parted I felt the urge to cry I wanted to reach out, touch you Tell you everything would be fine I wanted to hold you, and cradle you I needed to know you were mine The days seem so long and cold I wonder how I last a day alone Not having the warmth of your touch I miss looking into your eyes as they shine The feeling of your hand over my heart Just that one touch, and my heart beats more The feeling of being in your arms can't be explained You make me feel loved and free, like nothing before --Dedication: To my love and my everything-- Justin! **************************** --* Shine Happily *-- 7/22/92 Bright and full of energy Rising to awake the world Taking its place in the skies Shining happily; even alone He remains there all day Full of bright light and hope Clouds passing him one by one Still shinning happily; even alone As he eventually becomes tired He slowly sneaks away Back from where he came Still slighting shinning; even alone Just as all other good things That slowly comes to an end The skies turn pink, purple, orange And the sun can no longer shine --Dedication: To Jim Arico: You'll probably never see this, but that one night, July 22, 1992 I will never forget.. The walk on the beach, the first and last time we'll ever see each other.. I'd lost all hope in writing poetry, and you inspired me to start again... You gave me faith in what I do best! I thank you greatly! Virginia Beach is a memory always! *************************** --* Puzzling Pain *-- 5/24/92 Every night I sit here alone I can think of nothing but you and I I sit here alone, at heavens doors And I realize the pain in my heart Caused only by a shattering mirror I try to gather the pieces on my own Then, startled, I drop them again Suddenly, I realize this game I'll never win I was trying to put together a puzzle A broken puzzle, the center piece missing After looking at the puzzle, unfinished for hours I've come to realize I can't replace the piece Crumbled and torn apart The puzzled is placed back in its box Useless, uncared for, never thought of again This puzzle brought forth only pain --Dedication: To Paul: You might see this,t here's a good chance of it.. You never thought I could let you go.. I did.. This poem says it all! ***************************** --* Memories *-- Memories are a thing of the past, We must all find ways to make them last Memories are special feelings, Thoughts of creation and painful healings Memories will always be with us No way in the world could they escape Memories are our pride and joy They can't be taken from girl or boy Memories are what keep us going They keep our feelings inside showing No one can rid us of these These thoughts are here, only to please So take this moment and remember a piece of the past A lost family member or friend, and make them last! --Dedication: To my grandfather: I'll think of you always, even though you're not here, physically, you're still in my heart! I'll always have your memories. Not only of you, but of everyone.. You helped inspire this one, you've been a great inspiration and where-ever you are! I miss you and love you! ***************************** --* Special *-- When the tear drops fall, I hate to say good-bye It can be so very painful to see someone you love cry As I wave and see you go, wonderful thoughts of you just flow But while you're gone, I feel so low I just can't help being this mellow But when you return, this all fades The smile I see, and your wave, my spirits rise -- Because you're such a wonderful surprise! --Dedication: there is none amazingly.. not that I can remember anyhow! But I do remember it's Skyewalkers favorite! ******************************* --* Laughter and Confusion *-- Laughter and confusion are two different things Plain and simple, this can easily be seen What used to be a wonderful laughter Has all turned into a messy confusion I used to think, it was all ok That someday soon, it would all fade away I've lived and I've learned I've loved and been burned But now I know, that this isn't right I've learned my lesson and gained new height It is time for me to ignore your harsh words To move right on and learn the song of the birds To be happy, and to be free, can't you see... That is exactly how it should be! --Dedication: No one! ---Jennifer D. Cummings AKA Cat Eye ------------------------------------Spectre----------------------------------- The Wall Over and Over I throw myself at the wall A wall built brick bt brick by my fears anger, and hatred A wall held together by my love, desire and heart once again I throw myself at the wall expecting nothing. yet, this time I feel a break a crack, a fault in the indominatlbe wall once again I throw myself at the wall my body has no effect upon it, but my mind, my mind senses the Break once again I throw myself at the wall not with my body as before with my mind a fault a crack an opening once again I throw myself at the wall but to no avail, my mind is not strong but my heart, my heart may be once again I throw myself at the wall with my mind with my heart and with my body a sound, rushing air, the sound of freedom form my prison, my torture Once agia I throw myself at the wall I meet nothing, I am free yet the freedom is different No sun No laughter No love once again I throw myself at the wall no to escape my torment to return to it for I can live with the pain I can live with the loneliness I can live with the greif yet I cannot live without love, without laughter without sun once again I throw myself at the wall @ 1992 Written By anthony Panariello in refernce to Kari ----------------------------The Fringe---------------------------------------- -----A REASON----- inspired by Tal Meta do you know where you are? do you know what you are? do you even exist? do you even care? I can not speak for you. I can speak for myself. I am Fringe. I exist. "Is a thought about a unicorn a real thought?" I think I exist. I exist. I exist even if only as a figment of my imagination. I live in the world. I exist in the world. I exist in my imagination. My imagination is my world. The world is in my imagination. The imagination exists in the mind that imagines it. I imagine imagination. Imagination exists in my mind. Imagination sets the patterns of the mind. The mind controls the imagination. It is within my ability to control my mind. It is within my ability to control my imagination. The world exists within my imagination. It is within my ability to control the world. "The ability to act conveys the responsibility to do so." I have the ability to change the world. I have the responsibility to do so. I can speak only for myself. You must speak for you. [>> Phoenix Modernz Inc. :908/830-TANJ <<] [>> Modern Textfiles Inc. 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