SHE Stripped of pride and courage. Talons of death tearing her skin. Life's blood a pool of crimson pain. Slipping away, in crystalline tears. In the colors of the night, the wolf howls a concerto of love. She screams, upon death ears. Dancing through self-destruction. Heart, trapped within frozen emotion. With every breath she takes, inhaling dreams, exhaling bitter dregs. Donning a cloak of cold isolation. No one will sip, from the china tea cup again. Alone, enveloped in the morning mist. S. Lauren Bailey ©1998 October Untitled oh, how i love thee when night turns to light and we dance on the fresh morning dew oh, how i love to love thee all night in that world with just us two enveloped in the mornng mist shivering from your sweet touch i remember the moment we first kissed i cherish your love so much my heart and yours share the same beat invisible link locks our souls oh, how i love thee when night turns to light to have you for one more day oh, how i love to love thee all night more than mere words can say. Silliangel ©1998 OctoberWaiting For Your Love
I walk the road alone Desolate, lost, afraid Knowing not what the future holds While you have gone away. I gaze across the sea Enveloped in the morning mists Waiting for the sun to rise And shed its warmth on me. I sit beside the shore Waiting for my love, Gone a day, a month, a year Yet not a word I hear. Enveloped in the morning mists Your beauty, grace and style My tears and sobs do hide My aching heart has broken From your absence by my side A tear a drop down my cheek do flow Like blood from a wound unchecked. A hundred years have passed And my bones remain beside the shore Waiting for my love to come back home. Max Zayas (Knowsnothing) ©1998 October 22 Enveloped In Morning Mist Tears of the curtain being undrawn, pushed opened window. Stood in the morning, eyes unrested... tears in my eyes, the sun's not awake: my adherent's side. Besides, me awakes, cool moist drifts enveloped in morning's mist My eyes are dry. My form stands` stately greeting the day! The cool fresh sweet cooling chill bristles my soft slumbered skin, I lay my eyes over the mist; the days amisting greeting I now meet and shudder delight, upon I take the loving arm that's around upon my waist My Love turns me awaiting my tenderness another kiss embrace we strength in length stretch & greet most loving caress. Touched by warmth embrace, hugging moments embraced torso & thighs... arms draped palatially fashioned kiss tenderly enveloped, in morning mist. Limber back to taste satisfying appetites entwined in mist of sweetness caressing bodies hoisted! Gleeming marvelously magnetic carefree enhancing snuggles... wonderful thrilling cozy lovemaking enveloped in blissful covered dew. Enveloped in Morning Mist an intensive passion sharing, Ways to greet the day. What a way to Greet the Day! Good Morning! Hope this day brings only good to you flickering a smiles modesty mostly. MnMoonlight(kjw) ©1998 October 10Halloween
Enveloped in the morning mist The Reaper stands alone the wind fills with sorrowed howls as spirits whisper through his bones He laughs as evil men plead through tears to forgive the life they led His darkened heart feels no pain For the child dying in her bed Through the ages he's delivered souls to heaven and to hell led from place to place By deaths pungent smell So Be careful what you do My friend Hallowed Eve is at hand Watch your loved ones closely For tonight The Reaper Walks the land Kevin (DragonLore) ©1998 October
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razor-sharp blades of grass cut rivers on my feet blood running down heart in defeat bubbles up poison from out of my lips wisteria vines bound round my hips gnarled brown arms from the willow tree grasp my body pinion me out of the ground come the spirited souls clutching, tearing my vitals slimy and cold the rape of the spirit womanhood torn in the flight of an instant a child is born heavy of heart shoulder my burden dawn never comes perpetual curtain my cries for mercy unanswered must i live on?- it insists tears of rain drench me in pain life enveloped in the morning mist Sherry Gilles ©1998
Where the hell are my car keys ?? I wander tither and fro. Searching endlessly I know not where they go. I tore apart the kitchen For that my wife's a bitchin' Couch cushions all over the floor Late for work an hour ago I'm still not out the door. Where the hell are my car keys ?? I really wish I knew. Two hours I've been searching And still I have no clue. I sifted through the kitty litter The cat, he was not pleased But because I am not a quitter I checked out in the trees. I dumped the vacuum cleaner bag My keys, they are not there Digging through the garbage cans My god, this is not fair !! Where the hell are my car keys ?? I know now where they are I see them through the windshield Locked inside my car. I finally found my car keys But now I do not care I'm walking to the bar, to drink perhaps I'll see you there. The Beloved & Dragonlore ©1998 October Where The Hell Are My Damned Car Keys? Where the hell are my damned car keys? Won't you help me find them please? I searched the bathroom in a rush Down the toilet i hope they did not flush I stopped and pondered right where i stand And this whole time they were in my right hand Jason (The_Humungus) ©1998 October Why I Hate Mornings Enveloped in the morning mist I'm in a rush to go to work I get dressed sloppily I eat cereal quickly I spill milk all over myself I get dressed frantically I brush my teeth so quickly I leave some yellow on my teeth, Now I'm ready to go So I go outside to my car One thing forgotton WHERE THE HELL ARE MY CAR KEYS I look everywhere No luck at all I hate to do this but I hop on my son's bike And off to work I go Karen S. ©1998 October UntitledWhere the hell are my car keys The baby was sick all night and I'm wearing vomit Where the hell are my car keys My in-laws called at quarter till eight to say they would be here tommorrow Where the hell are my car keys Once again I brushed my teeth with preparation H and my butt has a minty tingle Where the hell are my car keys Last time I was late was because the pregnancy test turned pink Where the hell are my car keys Now I'm late for work and I run to the car only to see them from my ignition dangling There's my damn car keys! Sxlady ©1998 October 3 Where the Hell Are My Car Keys? where the hell are my car keys bellows loudly through the night as he slams the door dizzy, awakened harsh in fright "get off your ass and help me! lazy bitch you hid them" the face i once loved a contemptuous, leering, grin to complain against the tirade useless, fear wells up, uncontrolled how can love so sour, become so cold i stumble out of bed, shivering but not cold he slams me up against the wall the loving arms enfold i am knocked to the floor scramble looking under the couch curse myself for the fear that drives me he towers as i crouch "maybe they're in your car i softly say or your hunting coat" he screams "shut up! i hate your guts i ought to kick your ass you stupid dike" "you know i didnt want to marry you" choke back the sobs that will fuel the flames my heart thinks once again "maybe he'll love me" "if i change" silently i rage and sob "where the hell are the car keys?!" the tears cloud my eyes the thought of sleep forgotten wish i could find them so i can get rid of him today i pray Sherry ©1998 October "Where the hell are my car keys?" Head in the floor, ass in the air Face under the seat..... they gotta be there Where are my keys Where is my brain Where is my sense to come in from the rain? body slowing down days moving fast mind stuck in long ago past. Had the damn keys just a moment ago And where they got to, I'll never know Old age you say? maybe so.. Got two children their names are..ummmmmm Well ones a daughter and ones a son "Where the hell are my cars keys?" I could sit here and cry, Gotta get to the store, before I forget why!! Melissa (pinki) ©1998 October 2
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you and i enveloped in the morning mist i bet your wife would be really pist sorry i spilled perfume in the agent's car and spilled beer on you in the oval office bar and sorry about the lipstick on your collar but there really was no need to holler i'm sure a klutz when intoxicated you like your interns inebriated look what you spilled on my blue dress! you have made such a mess! loan me a cigar, i'll show you what i can do cigars are good for something else, too i hope i didn't catch a disease i swallowed my pride and more with such ease once again, i'm down on my knees where the hell are my car keys? Max (Knowsnothing) and Lori (Silliangel) ©October 1998