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The graces be to thy alone, The flowers bloom for the sun to the moon to your smile for your touch. for the wind To the stars; Back to the Earth from which it came. To start again; To form a new To love agin. To lose once more. This time for good. Why love to lose? Why lose to love? Why love at all? When nothing wins. We all lose in this game called love. To the sea, To the stars; from which love came; Take it back for the lone, never more shall we be hurt; from the game called love. Stephanie T. Calamus-Leaves I. Not the heat flames up and comsumes, Not the sea-waves hurry in and out, Not the air, delicious and dry, the air of the ripe summer, bears lightly along white down-balls of myriads of seeds, wafted, sailing gracefully, to drop where they may, Not these-O none of these, more than the flames of me, consuming, burning for his love whom I love-O none, more than I, hurring in and out; Does the tide hurry, seeking something, and never give up?- O I, the same, to seek my life-long lover; O nor down-balls, nor perfumes, nor the hight rain-emitting clouds, are borne through the opean air, more than my copious soul is borne through the open air, wafted in all directions, for friendship, for love.- Walter Whitman He put my mind at ease for years and years. He's my commpanion and bestfriend, the one i tell all my secerets to. Then one December day you asked me out. The one thing that could turn my calm arginised world upsiadedown and inside out. It made me so happyad yet at the same time so sad. Sad because I knew that one day i'de lose you. Sad becausei know you. the guy that can not make up his mind for more then one week at a time. I could not stand to lose your friendship. To lose what we already had togather. But in a haze of exhaultment i excepted. Bringing apon myself the mental anguish i now face. Well,the first week camae and went and we were still togather. It gave me hope. Then came january, Febuary, March, April, May, June. Awwww... yes,the lovely month of June. The 8th is his birthday. i knew that daywe nolonger needed eachother. Expecially when he invited me out of obuligation insted of friendship or love. A week later it was off. Over the following months we got cought up in one of those "on-off" type relationships. Augest came in like a slap accross the He put my mind at ease for years and years. He's my companion and bestfriend, the one I tell all my secrets to. Then one December day you asked me out. The one thing that could turn my calm organized world upside-down and inside out. It made me so happy and yet at the same time so sad. Sad because I knew that one-day I?d lose you. Sad because I know you. The guy that can not make up his mind for more then one week at a time. I could not stand to lose your friendship. To lose what we already had together. But in a haze of exaltment I excepted. Bringing upon myself the mental anguish I now face. Well, the first week came and went and we were still together. It gave me hope. Then came January, February, March, April, May, June. Awwww... yes, the lovely month of June. The 8th is his birthday. I knew that day we no longer needed each other. Especially when he invited me out of obligation instead of friendship or love. A week later it was off. Over the following months we got caught up in one of those "on-off" type relationships. August came in like a slap across the face. We went to natural helper?s camp for the 5 and 6. The first day he ignored me. Needless to say i cried myself to sleep. Then the second day we talked but nothing like we used to. Then I went home after crude good-byes. "The hell with him!" I told myself that over and over. Trying to believe what I was saying. No more forgive and forget. No more I'm the one who is sorry. No more anything! no more!! Then school came and with it came an apology and a lot of talking and thinking. So the "perfect" couple were back together. How those months made me yearn for someone I knew would be there. So in October I broke up with him. He cried like a baby so did I but I did it. I was out. For what I thought of as the "For good" kind of good bye because he hung up the phone on me. I was so used to having someone to lean back on I almost fell into despair till Chris came along and picked me up. Tall Blond and blue eyes everything Andrew was not. And I liked it. Well, then at a party on October 31 Drew kissed me for the first time. And so I broke up with Chris and the now not so "perfect" couple was back together. December the 18. Our anniversary, if you could call it that. We went shopping then dinner the home. After that it all fell apart. Though we did not brake up we did not talk either. In March he called and told me it was over. How I cried. I was crying even while we were talking about it. Though he did not know. I told him I had to go because mum needed the phone when I could not hide it any longer. That night I cried myself to sleep. How I miss him... Now its June again and tomorrow?s his birthday. It all comes back to me with vengeance. I was told today that he no longer wants to be friends with me. I shall not scream in pain and let other?s see. I shall not let a single tear brush my cheek. I shall not torture myself over it. I have done that to long. Forgive and forget. How lovely that sounds. To forget... Stephanie r> Traped inside these walls of brick and stone, Forever here all alone. But when the night comes i am free, Free from these walls that bind me. The night is my love my passion my prize. So calm so sweet so full of surprise. i venture forth through the dark, Lit only by the moon and stars. The nights sweet song overwhelms me. The music of the night makes me dance with joy. I am free free from the walls thatbind me by day free to go away. The night is my paradise! The night is my freadom. I am bound by day but at night i wing away. Far away to the sea. Listining to the orchestra of night creatures. The night is a place where time has no meaning. Where the birds wing by. Where the crickets string. Where the grasshoppers chirp. The night sets my mind free. The walls the bind me by day fall. I am free! Free as i give into the night, But in the morn i must return to the walls that bind me by day. The walls the protect me from the world. I can not wait for the night to set me free. Free to rome! Free to do as I please! The night is truly a wonderful Paradise! 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if you have a poems you would like to put here. Please feel free to e-mail them to me. i would like to hear all of them no matter what kind or how short or long. I would like to eventuly put all of them here and let others read them. So please, send them to me. I would like to hear them from you. Also if you have stories you would like to have put here please feel free to send them to me. Sugestions are wlcome too. :) i want to make this page a place where artests of all ages can put their work and get fead back from other artests and fans of the arts. Any one who wants to can put a stories, poems, pictures, ad anything else you would like. Please, try to make it approprate. I dont mind getting the dirty ones but i can not garentie that it will be put here. Thank You All very Much, Stephanie Trinity2000 | PLEASE READ THIS!! | ||||||||||||||||||
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Please i'm looking for links that express the arts and feelings of people. I am also looking for some help in creating this page. I am doing it alone at this time and wish to have a co-partner. If you would like to hepl me. Please e-mail me at [email protected] or [email protected] with why you want to help. I'm looking for someone who has experance in this feild and has afree mind and a good sence of direction and progress. I want someone who is atleast 16. And propbibly i will have more then one helping me, but thats it not problem. thank you Stephanie | ||||||||||||||||||
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