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A Child’s Laughter

A Child’s Laughter by: [Hidden Kodama]


Bursting out
Running free
I’ve been released upon her glee
Innocence echo’s through the room
Expectant
Yearning
Searching for you

With all I pass
Brushing by their flustered cheeks
Reluctantly spreading the merry expression
Of a smile

You can see me in the twinkle upon their eye
A child’s laughter
Filled with affection
I mingle
Wrapping adolescence round one’s ear
Bubbling with excitement
I’m spreading cheer

I jump around
Expression’s forgotten
Various tones tickle the air
Adapting to needs
I try to please
Without trying
Yet trying even harder than the last
To spread smiles
Though the effort is useless
Spreading
Ear to ear
Upon their own accord
Lingering forever upon her molding mind
Brimming with golden delight
Sinking in forever
Embedded
Upon her memory
Faintly Fading
I die
Gone away
Absorbed upon her soft, sweet lips
And people wonder
If I’m glad
If I’m sad
I’m just reflecting
Not to offend
But searching for me
Will not bring friendship
Overwhelming happiness
Only the mischief
That you left behind
Coming of my own accord
I’ll rise anew
Like a phoenix from its ashes
But not the same tune
As an indescribable change
Flickers into existence
When
How
Why did I change?
What is it?
What is it?
You may never detect
As I crawl in and out of
Existence
So many
Yet so few
Memories
And soon that’s all that I’ll be
Memories
Fading to Coos
Goo-goo’s
Gah-gah’s
And then I’m useless
Until I’m released feeding upon others
Yet running so free




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Date: 2005-02-07 02:48:53 Poem #: 9 Mod: Adorable Ducky

Midnight

Midnight by Louis Glück

from the book Meadowlands


  Speak to me, aching heart: what
  ridiculous errand are you inventing for yourself
  weeping in the dark garage
  with your sack of garbage: it is not your job
  to take out the garbage, it is your job
  to empty the dishwasher. You are showing off again,
  exactly as you did in childhood -- where
  is your sporting side, your famous
  ironic detachment? A little moonlight hits
  the broken window, a little summer moonlight, tender
  murmurs from the earth with its ready sweetnesses --
  is this the way you communicate
  with your husband, not answering
  when he calls, or is this the way the heart
  behaves when it grieves: it wants to be
  alone with the garbage? If I were you,
  I'd think ahead. After fifteen years,
  his voice could be getting tired; some night
  if you don't answer, someone else will answer.



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Date: 2005-01-31 03:30:02 Poem #: 8 Mod: Adorable Ducky

Ballad of Sun vs. Moon

Ballad of Sun vs. Moon by [13BlackRoses]


The moon has awakened
The terrible sun will be overtaken
Moon is assembling its warriors of stars
Prisoner kept inside metal bars.

The moon warriors ready for battle
Shooting stars fit with glimmering saddles
And, while rearing and bucking, are haltered
In this battle, there will be no falter.

On the other side of the mountain
There stands sun, fires of fountains
His flame demon archers stand steady
Bows and arrows at the ready.

The children, the mortals, far down below
Are ready to see the moons great glow
As the sun, the bright, is overtaken
They will not be the least bit shaken.

So now everyone is ready for battle
And there is heard, a rattle, a rattle
The stars shoot through the sky
Random mortals, teary eyed, cry

Boastful he is, the sun
Making stars flee and run
Swords of words and shields of ignorance
Fire spirits dance in bliss.

Soon comes lightning, aiding the moon
The wind blows as if in a swoon
The lightning lets out its crashes
Turning roses into ashes.

Like thorns, the stars power wounds
Pinprick blood drops, death comes soon
The sun, without aid, begins to flee
He knows all the moon wants is to be free.

But his warriors are not yet done
No, they have barely even begun
The demons yearn and wish to win
They worry behind their malevolent grins.

So sun falls back into his hall
Flees behind mountain, behind wall
He rebuilds his army lost to the moon
He will be ready to re-conquer soon.

Up in the sky, the moon cheers
Releasing all those worrisome fears
He relishes in the suns flight
For he truly is the ruler of night.

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Date: 2005-01-24 23:44:32 Poem #: 7 Mod: Adorable Ducky

Enade!

Enade! by [Laín] -- Swedish


Enade står vi!
Ha!
Vi följs åt för evigt
utom när du faller.
Jag räddar vad jag kan...
Mig!
Enade stod vi, du föll
Patetiska lilla varelse.
Jag föraktar dig!




United! by [Laín] -- English


United we stand!
Ha!
We will go hand in hand forever
except for when you fall.
I'll save what I can...
Me!
United we stood, you fell.
Pathetic little creature.
I despise you!



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Date: 2005-01-21 22:28:53 Poem #: 6 Mod: bea_owl
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