Shepherd, Shield My Eyes From The ColdA Poem by Joanna MaharisShepherd, Shield My Eyes From The ColdShepherd, shield my eyes from the cold storm that schemes inside the shadows of the lonely night. I am forever cast in doubt about what creature has launched me into the direction of the enticing flames that continue to feed on my depleting soul. For their crimson eyes read into me, and hold me prisoner to myself. For the angelic rose is none other that the horned demon that is crouching in the wake of my starving spirit, and waits to strike its venom into my childish whims. I fast each moonlit night to ease my tortured waters, forever roaming listlessly, anc crashing against your electric current when the owl calls upon the soldier to lift up his hands unto you. © 2011 Joanna MaharisAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on February 3, 2011 Last Updated on February 3, 2011 AuthorJoanna MaharisKalamazoo, MIAboutGraduate of Western Michigan University with a BA degree in Writing, which has been my passion since the tender age of six. Grew up in Kalamazoo, Michigan where I currently reside. I love to read al.. more..Writing
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