Calvacade of PoemsA Poem by SJ. WheelerPoems written, written by me. Posted up for all to see? On the screen, a simply rhyme. just to read, and pass the time.1. I feel a brushing down my arm, dismay to find the wind. I hear a cooing close behind, sorrow to find a bird. I smell the sweetest fragrance, horror at the roses. A summer sunset reminisce, of questions and proposes.
Heart and the soul given love to all, never learn mediation. When the winds blow. A world will fall. On the web of infatuation. 3.
I am a fickle flame, cast within the winds. Ignorant of my heart and all I feel within. An ice encased fire, desperate to burn hot, colder than the Arctic, that would be my heart? © 2011 SJ. WheelerAuthor's Note
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Added on August 8, 2011 Last Updated on August 8, 2011 AuthorSJ. WheelerMonterey, CAAboutThere is a place, in a man's heart, where only devils and demons live. The dark gnaws and consumes until it has taken everything. It is through the light of love and life that one combat's that darkne.. more..Writing
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