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PAPER
WINGS
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Paper
Wings
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Words...
like paper wings,
float softly down
to rest, unheard
upon a paper heart.
Tears...
like blue crystal,
gently they descend
to rest, unseen
upon a paper soul.
Dreams...
tattered and torn,
fly away quietly
to rest, unknown
upon a distant
shore.
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*Note: Paper Wings has
been published by the
International Library of Poetry in a
book entitled Embracing Our Pasts. ISBN 0-7951-5034-2 Available in major book stores. |
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Set adrift on
memory's kiss
Laughing like the wind
Saddle up your wishes now
And we let this journey begin
Stallions hurdle
thunder
Eternal, throughout time
Vaulting from their platform
Forever intertwined
Music plays, the
equines lift
And somehow begin to dance
Matching time with children's laughter
The steeds proceed to prance
And magically, our
sorrow's lifted
Cares begin to fade
"High Yo" to mighty Silver
In this place where dreams are made
Tomorrows just a
breath away
The past we bid farewell
Parading on the everlasting
We ride the carousel
Frank E. Lazzaro III
Florida |

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"When in your heart you feel a tug,
Just know, it's an
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Began
With A Kiss
Lying awake
In the moonlight so still
I wonder of love
And if I ever will
Feel like the
sparrow
On high I will sail
Where love is unbounded
And will always prevail
I would smile like
the sunshine
Every day when I rise
To look upon beauty
To drown in love's eyes
And inside of that
moment
No time such as this
Knowing the rest of forever
Began with a kiss
Frank E. Lazzaro III
Florida
Lavish
The first time that
I saw you,
My heart began to scream,
My mind began to wander,
Was I walking in a dream?
Then my soul began
to take me,
To the pot at rainbows end,
Into a world of ever after,
Where broken hearts they mend.
So if I took you
gently,
So sweetly in my arms,
And lavished you with kisses,
And drowned you in my charms,
Would you smile at
me so lovely,
And tell me not to stop?
Take me up to Heaven's gate,
And never let me drop?
And if I acted
boldly,
Like fools in love they do,
Imagine waves crash all around me,
Dreaming, making love to you.
Would you touch me
oh so tender,
And give to me your light?
Would you spend forever holding me,
If I love with all my might?
And if I took this
moment,
And sealed it with a kiss,
Would you finally bestow your love upon me?
Would you lavish me like this?
Frank E. Lazzaro III
Florida
Gone
All is lost
between the words.
Everything, yet, explained in words.
Expressions, gone, through phrases.
Making all meaning gone in phrases.
Nothing to find, nothing to hide.
All is hid or gone or left behind.
Wanting it all, we leave it all.
Behind and forgotten is our all.
With or without, it doesn't matter.
Shaina Nelson
Idaho
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"On
Your Shore"
Strange how
my heart beats
To find myself upon your shore.
Strange how
I still feel
My loss of comfort gone before.
Cool waves wash
over
and drift away with dreams of youth
so time is stolen
I cannot hold you long enough.
As so
this is where I should be now
Days and nights falling by
Days and nights
falling by me.
I know
of a dream I should be holding
days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.
Soft blue
horizons
reach far into my childhood days
as you are rising
to bring me my forgotten ways
Strange
how I
falter
to find I'm standing in deep water
Strange how
my heart beats
to find I'm standing on your shore.
Enya

mztjo@yahoo.com
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