"Destined Minds"

TRUTH IS TRUTH IS TRUTH

Truth is truth is truth
truth reveals its own truth
exists inspite of all

tear at the truth
distort the truth and
vile will visit your halls

so what is truth that man
should seek and be assured
is their safety in numbers

truth has not changed and
truth from the begginning
truth always remembers

for its begginning and its end
is the truth often you seek
that you are so blinded but cannot see

for every word and deed
have you ever thought that
truth will remember thee

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

IN THE MIRROR I SEE

In the mirror I see an image
staring back at me and what
is reflected is trapped and
kept under glass

and I see my perfect form
and I control the actions
of another like a puppet
but all is illusion

empty the soul though pretends
at life can only heed my
direction and I the only observer
I look me up and down

and do I like what I see is this
true image of me? I press my hand
upon the glass and I press back
unwilling for I can only reflect

no warmth beneath my palm cold as
glass no beating of the heart
even though I move and smile
my reflection mocking back

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

My Valentine

chocolate love sweet to thy lips
red red roses caress thine beauty
your auburn hair drapes your neck
like fine silken fabric

thine heart that shines thine
matchless worth and I will listen
to the Nightengale sing
our love song of endless summers

How I drink thee in like fine
vineyard wine pressed tenderly
with care and thirst not to
drink from any other vine

for thou are that satiates the soul
of all my longing in life
that fulfills all my hopes and
dreams

thou art my valentine, my lovely
lovely sweet sweet wine whos
fragrant aroma fills the air
when thou are near

who's scent of love sent
across the oceans breeze
fills the very breadth
and depth of all ones needs

more beautiful than jasmine sweet
more exotic than rich green
forests more resilant than love
everlasting that give my heart

.............it's resting place.....

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

SANDSTONE

sedimentary I lay
resistant to the weathering
how valuable I am that
filters the pollutants
for the surface dwellers

blend of clear quartz with
dark amber feldspar
buried beneath the layers
as the world passed me by
with nought rememberance of I

till they be in need to prod
deeply my rich aquafir
for I have seen the lakes
and deserts glacial outwash
and ocean shores

you've walked my beaches
carved my face and admired
my beauty and color, and built for
me your house and I have contained
your history kept close to my breast

for I've travelled Russia
Petria and Elita and let you walk
beneath my delicate arches
and let you ponder the your fate and that
of other surface dwellers that be

river deltas and desert dunes
records idly the time that did pass
between me and thee and I have
been the cornerstone of many a heart
and home that applied me well

for you have known the mighty
of my strength that supports the
beams of your dwelling places
that keep you cool and
safe within my frame

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

SKELETONS IN THE CLOSET

And dark the closet of minds past
in the recesses of the mind and heart
that dares not reveals secrets that bask

tightly packed away once thought secure
the shadows that make lonely company
materialise in the mist of shattered dreams

the deadly drama that stands in silence
with haunting tones of invisible threat
the vastness of void and nothing

where the dead live forever
so hollow the darkeness that stretches
from twighlights misty shadows

wretched dangerous darkness
once abandoned that left nought more
than a shadow of dappled trail foreboding

and now the pull of the unknown
reveals the skeletons in the closet
that silently crept beneath the surface

of daylights hour fearing all
of mornings sunrise prefering
the shadows painted in the evening

and scraggy bit of cold dark shade now
emerges from the dragons cave,what
strange moon that sends a bolt of evil

untangling realm of perpetual darkness
the hauntings of childhoods drone and blur
that crumbled long ago heavens ladder

dread of moment that now is here
and where be the strength to face
the seasons in hell

like a bad dream that I awaken
from the city of the dead
that rings its deathly bell

for now I am found in the middle
of nowhere, no where to run
and no where to hide

black coal of night, you are all chaos
and the dreams have been a grey lonely place
you have been the mistress of deception

you have been my haunting that
relented not forcing your march
in evenings dreams and nightmares

writhing like dragons tail with
all time to sharpen your claws
but the dead shall not live forever

for even in my closet, I was never alone
never left unprotected for I was given
saving grace while you were ruffling

through my darkest recesses and writing
the book of the dead.....for the God
of this afterlife held my hand

protected my heart, untangled my dreams
and poured light little by little
on your darkened games of vehicles

of destruction enough to drive one mad
and you will be left alone in an
unmarked grave never to be remembered

for I will walk in lush green hills
and never again to hear your roar
as mighty angels of the Lord with one

fell swoop of a mighty flaming sword
slices through your hate and spite
sending your unholy darkness of secrets

into eternity's abyss and I will dwell
in peace and slumber sweetly and rest
beyond the shadows past....

Maree Long
(c) Maree Long 2008

FOOTNOTE: A challenge given by valius - let me know how I went valius...
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