"ILLUMINATI" [] [] [] [] [] Lightning reaches down, Gently caresses my cheek. It's not a killer. Love and acceptance it seeks. [] Lightning sings to me, And writes poems on the sky. They are beautiful, Hopeful words that make me cry. [] Lightning calls my name, And wends its way to my soul. We become lovers, Joined together, I am whole. [] [] [] [] [] (C) Copy written, November 9, 2004, by Karla Dorman.
Wish it would thunder and lightening here, if it did it wouldn't be 25 degrees outside, LOL! OH well, Winter is starting early, apparently...Peace, Ed & Rufuz
This is a beauty. There's nothing like a good Tx Lightning storm.
Reviewed by Jenna Daniel (Reader)
Reviewed on November 9, 2004
The first stanza reminds me of Frankenstein (the book not the movie) where he is this horrifying monster that everybody is afraid of but inside he just wants to be loved. Interesting way to approach things we normally think of harming us.
You "strike" me as a fanciful writer (SORry! LOL); you never cease to amaze one with your talent; your talent just SOARS! AWESOME write, and wonderful challenge; thanks for sharing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on November 9, 2004
This is an interesting poem about a subject few try to write about. Excellant write.
A cerebral dark Mystery of the Third Age..The serenity of a Roman statesman is interrupted by a wild-haired wanderer. The zealot seeks refuge from the powerful demon pursuing him, and not only that, but tries to recrui
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Michelle~
fantsastic poem!
You "strike" me as a fanciful writer (SORry! LOL); you never cease to amaze one with your talent; your talent just SOARS! AWESOME write, and wonderful challenge; thanks for sharing! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twin, Karen Lynn. :D