(28 July 2003.)

Act 1;

The calls of the snakes are hunting my spirit.
Spiralling around my demented soul!
Ghost from the past, future close by...
Strangle by the present!
As I watch the first seed of Satan,
His slimy body around my neck!

I am the new medusa, the new metaphor!
A lonely headless head floating ashore...
In some empty space, Speed me around....
Break me against the walls, while the child screams!
How well I recognised the pains and the fears!
My dear Medusa!

Microbiological world,
My little system space world,
My secret garden, a shame to say such words,
Never the less, my secret place!
The broken gates,
I chose to open to you tonight!

Many worlds, many stars,
Many planets....
Many holy holes!
Single space.
This is all it would have taken....
To OPEN a heart....

Act 2;

The sun is about to rise,
I can see clearly, as my eyes still hurt...
The night is blurring, the passing day, foggy...
I am happy, no much to remember,
No much pain to hold on too!
This is life today, this is my life!

The Medusa as disappear, long ago, so why?
Searching for the snake of the past?
The agonising guilt’s, the catholic plague!
As I mirror the smile in u face,
I like to see u smirk, it make me warm,
While my blood still chills!

Time sheds his tears,

Author's Notes/Comments: 

when i make love with Medusa...

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The clocks as past midnight, time to be a drama queen.
I look into the wardrobe of my past to looks for some sugary memories,
They all smell of naftalines, pungent is the smell of my past!

I throw the garment to accompanied my spleen to oblivion on the slimy couch,
I know I shall upstage the best actor of the evening with more sorrow then one can spare to breathe!
The bathroom door is close,
I push open the scenery of my future; the place is empty too…
I knew better, but one has the need to dream, and shoot up hollow hopes inside my ageing veins!

Powders and lipsticks will never be enough to camouflage the disillusions,
So my weakness are my weapons…
To lured myself to deceptions,
And kills for u torso.
Great mythology makes great diva u say…

The melodies blurred their vitriolic voices inside the bare space of my house,
They is nothing I would trade for happiness,
Irony was my twin sister, u say…
The one I ate bitterly from u vagina…
Nothing was left but disappointments,
And the rest his legal history…

Fight over the papers,
The inks was never yours, exclusive poison,
I shall perish from it,
And leave a succession of evil,
Tainted words to savaged u minds! U say…

Write t ill the hope goes away, till u died u say,
Fantasies hold thigh against my drain arms…
For how long shall one find the warms to live,
Maybe the cold of some desolated lands is more appealing?
Forever running to the oblivion, I feel tonight as constantly, u say…
Maybe u are right, maybe u are wrong?
Does it really mater, co`s I breathe, and walk the earth like u at the end.
We shall meet and never really know, that we did…

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Looking back through the years
I see smiles and tears.
Those lost and those found.
Everything like a circle seems to come around
Round and Round we go,
Where life stops only the fates know.
Slow Motion; Fast Forward; Repeat
I can't look back with any regret
For these are the days I shall never forget.  

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In my swing of life,
I have room for you,

If you would like to
I will play with you.

We will swing together,
High into the sky.

Holding to each other,
Letting time go by.

In my swing of life,
alone, just me, and

Tied to a moonbeam,
We'll make dreams come

(c) copyright heather burns

Author's Notes/Comments: 

In my swing of life, I have room for you.

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Life (Haiku)


Life it fades so fast
Like grains falling through the cracks
You must change your life

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The Road I Travel

Just a thought!

The Road I Travel

My road is long with many miles
It takes me on a tour
I look ahead from where I came
With magical allure
The road I take is boundless
It has many sites to see
The direction that I take
Will determine life for me
This road has gifts to offer
Lined with treasures from above
I seek a destination
Called, Harmony and Love
This road I travel brought me here
In search of something new
If you would like to share the road
I’ll travel it with you

by Barry Anderson

Author's Notes/Comments: 

"The dream of Life"

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What to do when you don't clearly see what is infront of you,

the world as you knew it begings to show it's true colors,

grey, blue, black,....

no more reds, yellow or purple!

The world that you grew up in begings to fade,

destroying your childhood dreams you once held so tight too

the ones that made you smile with friends,

the silly ones you belived would come true

ya you know!

that one wedding day with your prince charming.

Tell me, how do you hold on to the earth you created

the one time you sat in your room

the one day you imagined a perfect world

in this inperfect one.

you know the hero from your comid books

coming to save you from homework.

the hero who brings you life with a smile and a joke

the one who allows you to be you with out hesitations.

How in the wolrd do you move from this hell whole life created!?

It's inpossible you say?

Naw! I lived it, im still here!

Ya it's life but you gatta kep moving those dreams, those heros can be created anny time any place..

Just keep going!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

it was one of those where i just had the words upon me wanting to spill out.. nothing major really.

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Alejandra: Morning Dews

For my inspiring wife: Alejandra or Morning Dews!   

For her, who in April 2010, successfully fought

so bravely hard to stay on the realm of life in

heaven's amazing grace ...  


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Ugonna Wachuku 


On lush, green mountain slopes

and humane islands, this river

begins its hopeful journey to

oceans for life; on our

enchanting earth

home, unbound. 


Bright breathtaking landscapes
and welcoming country-sides glow 

with life from earth's oceans.

You are there all the worthy way:


There is beauty and inspiration.
There are moonlight stories in
hearty village squares made
lively by the smile you hold
within your beautiful being.


The river is there - still moving
on its earthly journey through
landscapes of home and inspiration.
In your emerald eyes, windows of
heavenly hope open for new life:


Life: And your name is born anew
for humanity and for bald eagle
me. Your river unfolds a humane
rainbow's rain. You are just
smilingly there with all upliftment
like glorious songs from angels
of our Heavenly Father's abode.


New dawn awaits humanity and my
eagle soul in your cherished care -:
This new dawn when your soothing
voice will welcome us to the
homely square in the handsome
heart of Ethiopian villages.


Life. And it is your name.
Life. And it is the hope and
patience that lifts this eagle
to blessingly soar through
towering mountains and stormy
skies on our earthly pathways
and river roads reclaimed for
you, all humankind, earth's
nature and living creatures.


Life. And you are there,
touchingly, with that
unwavering inspiration
your smile brings.
Life. And you calmly
welcome this eagle to
your humble, little
corner on the sprawling
hall of this global home
for humanity and peace.
Life. And the eagle in me
lands - just to see, uphold,
cherish and be made persevering
to soar this new day and always.


Life. And you are there - on
lush, green mountain slopes
where the river's journey
begins. Life. And you are
cutely there to welcome
the eagle's flight home in
all of your radiant, fertile


Life and you are inspiringly
there for the abundant good of
all humanity and eager eagle me.


Life and you are bountifully
there on lush, green mountain
slopes of heavenly home where
this rainbow river
begins its journey
to oceans for 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Hiwot Taffese from Ethiopia inspired me to write this poem. Her name: Hiwot means Life!