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North Of Eden
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By Del Isherwood
- The Angels gently walked
within those boundaries set by our Lord just north of eden.
The river shallowed in the early morn
of the second day,
as the sparrows delicately called upon
her nestlings to hush just north of eden.
From the dust of the earth
god and his creation of life emulated
the prolusion of death.
Now only the Ghost that lives within us imperially wanders.
gently,
Within the sundries
of eden.
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The Stranger
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By Del Isherwood
- Silently,
I slept upon her winters breath
painfully sorrowed.
Greyed
from shallow tears that watered the moons crest.
Beclouded,
by dreams that closed my heart,
Not sleeping within this transfusing storm.
Like a whirlwind of fusions
echoing there and about
tearing upon the walls of my soul.
The night wind soothes my ashes
yet my soul prodigiously leaves without hesitation in silence.
I have watched this sand of my life
sift lowly away.
What I am,
Is what I have become.
The stranger.
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The raining light reached desolately
within the shadow of her full moon.
And as the stars cried conspicuously
she brazed my heart with her silence.
The wind pondered upon a sad melody of enchantments for the dark star.
However she remained silent without
remorse.
All the constellations within heaven
gathered to give her the last prayer.
O dark star
God shall miss your
Light.
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