When I first wrote this poem
That I've placed on this site
It was a gift to my friend,
A first try, and tried as I might
It grew however
And I couldn't stop the length
Until a short story
On CAA, I now place
So I hope you enjoy
(EDITED)
Eire’s Flight
There once was a girl
She went for a stroll.
She spied deer and squirrels
A bird covered in white pearls
On a large oak, he sat
Oddly staring… singing, and quite fat,
Somewhat glaring.
[color=navy][font=Arial]“Fancy that!â€
"Eire's Flight" ^_^
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"Eire's Flight" ^_^
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
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Part II of "Eire's Flight"
For at that time
As the clock neared nine
She was nowhere to be found
Her mother panicked, calling round
“Have you seen myEire?
[color=navy][font=Arial]Have you seen my daughter…anywhere?â€
As the clock neared nine
She was nowhere to be found
Her mother panicked, calling round
“Have you seen myEire?
[color=navy][font=Arial]Have you seen my daughter…anywhere?â€
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
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This is my first attempt at a long poem, so please comment. I know it's very average and nowhere near the caliber of some of the poets here, but this is what happens when you're goofing around with words. And rhyming is so darn addicting. ^_^
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
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I'm not sure I can really call this Homeresque either. Since, I don't really know how to do that. I just used that term because all of his stuff rhymed. *hehe*
Thanks for reading it Icarus.
Thanks for reading it Icarus.
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
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You know... I've been that girl. I've felt like that many times. Hopefully I have learned what she did.
btw.... I almost don't want to tell you this. But I pronounce "Eire" as rhyming with "fire."
You go ahead and pronounce it any way you like though. 
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
[indent]~~Gandalf, in Fellowship of the Ring[/indent]
[indent]~~Gandalf, in Fellowship of the Ring[/indent]
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EireWolf - Posts: 2496
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EireWolf wrote:
btw.... I almost don't want to tell you this. But I pronounce "Eire" as rhyming with "fire."
really?:red: Anyway, if you say it with a Welsh accent, "Eire" really, really fast it sound like "er", which with a Welsh accent might be pronounced "air." <--grabbing at straws Sorry about the mispronunciation, Eire.Thanks for reading it though.
Ingemar, I'm also glad you liked what you saw - thanks.
[size=84][color=seagreen]YOU SEE
You see into the deepest part of me ---
beyond the fog I hide behind.
You cast your light upon the shadows
that stretch like cobwebs in my mind.
You ease the pain when I am hurting,
and morbid visions from my past
pierce into the realm of Reason
as though I danced on blades of glass.
You grant me strength when I have fallen
and, once again, I've lost my way.
You take my hand in Yours and lead me
into the promise of a brand new day.
You bring order to all my chaos,
yet set my well-laid plans awry.
You place me on a firm foundation ---
then give me wings so I can fly.
You sand away my roughened edges
and polish all the dullest parts
until I stand before Your presence...
a newly-sculpted work of art.
You see into the heart within me,
right through my motives and selfish will.
And yet, in spite of all You see
You say You love me even still.
~by D.M.~
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true_noir_chloe - Posts: 3091
- Joined: Wed Sep 10, 2003 12:00 pm
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true_noir_chloe wrote::eyeroll: really?:red: Anyway, if you say it with a Welsh accent, "Eire" really, really fast it sound like "er", which with a Welsh accent might be pronounced "air." <--grabbing at straws
You're probably right, and I'm probably pronouncing it like a stupid American.
I'm just tickled that you wrote a poem for me.
"All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us."
[indent]~~Gandalf, in Fellowship of the Ring[/indent]
[indent]~~Gandalf, in Fellowship of the Ring[/indent]
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