From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn)
Subject: BlackMist Poems 2 
Keywords: condolences
Organization: University of Denver
Date: Mon, 13 Apr 92 22:17:23 GMT

More BlackMist poems.. all comments and flames welcome


207) *Balloon Ride*
Across the sea I fly
in my balloon, across the sky
far away from the reach of man
peering at the endless land
beneath I see, a world in flame
and I know that man's to blame.
And as I watch the worlds demise
I hear salvation in a rebel's cry
for with the going of the past
a new race is born at last
and  recreates what was undone
before the glory of the rising sun.
4/23/91

208) *Poets Black Banner*
listen to the wind
blowing across the sea
whispered tales of lands unknown
out there waiting for me.
Around this world I travel
across the burning sky
atop my floating vessel
the poet's black banner flies.
many lands I've seen
to new land I now go
from lands of constant sun
to places of blowing snow.
And the wind still takes me
to all the lands unknown,
Until I finally find a place
which I can live and call home.
4/23/91


209) *Road To Paradise*

If all roads lead to paradise
then tell me where I went wrong
I've walked the roads of endless dreams
but still I've walked so long.
Paradise I have yet to find
like a lost image in my drifting mind.
and as time slips away
and I live yet another day
I walk down this lonely road
it seems to have no end
it's awfully straight and narrow
and there are no curves or bends
so does this road end in paradise
or was it all a lie
or did I not watch where I was going
and missed paradise, as I went striding by.
4/23/91


*late into the night I dream,
 And in the dead of night I scream,
 For by some distant Island stream,
 The unicorn died within the fading moon beam.*

210) *sadness of the heart*

Did you always have those sad eyes,
And did I never see
The sadness in your heart
Or did you hide it from me?

Thinking back in time
When it was just you and me
Was your laughter true and real
And did I set your sadness free?

I remember your tender smile
And all your laughter too
But always just behind
The sadness was showing through.

And try as I would
To set your sadness free
You turned me back each time I tried
And in the end you lost me

And so I just remember
An image of your face
Longing to find happiness
But the sadness left its eternal trace.
5/7/91
211) *passion burns the heart*

Passion burns
 a flaming flower.
The lady fair
 locked in her ivory tower.

Breaking hearts
 is what she does.
For she knows not
 the meaning of true love.

Come and sit
 beneath her tower.
And feel her ancient
 alluring power.

But don't dare look
 into her endless eyes.
Cause you'll lose your heart,
 as  the silver moon begins to rise.

But she'll run in fear
 from your loving heart.
Cause in the end
 it will be torn apart.

Many hearts she's stolen
 broken hearts were left behind.
And the guilt plays tricks
 with her tortured mind.

And in the distant night
 a torch was thrown
Within the ancient halls,
 of her ivory home.

And passion burns
  the ivory tower.
With the rising smoke
 goes the flaming flower.

And with her goes
 the broken dreams
Like rose petals,
 floating down an island stream.
5/5/91






212)*Love leaves.*
How long will you leave me
for how long will you go
Will you be back with me
before the winter's snow
far away you go
across the land and sea
and each day I wonder
will you remember me.
Or will you find another
to hold beneath the trees,
So how long will you go
how far will you stray
will you ever come back to me
and hold me yet another day?
5/9/91

213) *Meeting with Death*
Red sun rise, Black sun set
And once again, I have met with death.
He comes in many different shapes and sizes
like things I've never known.
He comes to shake my living soul
and chill me to the bones.
But yet he can not have me
For I have yet a life to live
He can not have that part of me.
And my soul, I will not give.
So even though, He comes an goes
He never lets his anger show.
For in the end, he leaves again
heading for his dreary den
and I still hold, my shaken soul
Like an ancient pot of irish gold.
And death plots and plans the day.
When he'll finally make you give your soul away.
5/9/91

214) *broken heart*

I sit and wonder
Why you cared
Why we had the love
  We shared
Where you went,
 And Why you left.
I hope your happy
 And you did what's best.
But since your gone
 Don't come back
Stay far away
 On your love questing track.
Keep looking for what you lost
For my heart was the cost
You broke it once
You broke it twice
Now its your turn
To pay the painful price
She'll break your heart
And tell you lies
Then you'll be asking the questions,
Of what happened and why?
You'll wonder why it hurts so much,
When she leaves you in a rut, 
And when your heart is broke in two.
Don't expect me to feel sorry for you.

5/10/91



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