justkristy

4-24-03 Alone (In response to Edgar Allan Poe\'s \"Alone\" ) I, too, since birth, didn\'t belong With nagging feeling- something\'s wrong But within the depths of all my pain Unknown to me- a child\'s shame. Always knew nothing\'s as it seems And so, I pondered what life means But the other children didn\'t care- To answer why life\'s so unfair... The hour in which I walked alone The life I lived- in monotone My passions- of another time My patience- to the limit, tried What others lov\'d- don\'t even ask... So simple, yet- beyond my grasp. From the moon that shines so brightly, To the wind that whispers lightly, To the ocea

4-12-03 Falling Short Falling short,     Missing the mark,          Sinful... It\'s the truth behind every lie- It\'s the look I see in his eyes- Apologies don\'t make it right,     No justification          Or closure... Simple words. Stolen innocence,     Hidden potential,          Hindered progress. A little girl cries, \"Nothing\'s ever well...\" Nobody ever listens. Sorrow,     Desperation,          Loneliness overwhelming- Not only missing the mark, Not even shooting... Is it over, yet? Flashing images,     Blinding pain,          Memories are sometimes Best forgotten- No escape from the Devil... Ma

-Eulogy of Stars- We walked on the edge of an empty field, malicious life flowing through dreams' torrid memory. The sky was dull red, the color of dried blood. I ran my hand along a broken paintless fence, afraid or unsure of your eyes. We passed a small bird struggling against shattered wings to fly; you said it was like me, and dismissed it with a glance. I reached for your hand, and our footsteps faded with the tears of flowers. Across a dark whispering river we saw the grey sun, bleeding into a pale distant sea like melting snow. I lowered my head and watched dead shoots pass beneath me, wondering if they had seen the stars fall. The s

-In the Shadow of Winter- Shadows blend into shadows And die and live in man-made light While faces glad and lonely sat    and listened. A step untuned to a distant beat, Swaying in an indecisive breeze We fell, together, into glowing silence,    and listened. An evening shared with meaningless others, A dance, an embrace, a kiss in the dark- We watched them fade into pale shapeless whispers,    and listened. -Adam Morsa 5:33 PM 10/23/03

Peer through the green glass of that perfect window and you see it sitting there, inside his glowing eyes. Shifting and stirring, in the darkness moving; casting a subtle light – fiercely penetrating. It pulls and tugs away; draws your heart to his. It's not like you have a choice. It's not like you want one. Closer. The light dazzles; burns with pure feeling. This is how it's meant to be. You have always known. You know what you see, for you see it in you: your soul, reflected in his eyes forever.