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Lone wolfAll others fear me say i am the dark symbol,
terror in my strength and movements nimble.
Fear my dark eyes passion, hunger burning,
and the blood lust of my soul always yearning.
They cower before me think i am nights fury,
and they can not see i'm too of gods glory.
They run, and i am seen as the hated enemy,
not caring if i'm alone draped in nights misery.
Lonely moonshadows rise and fall upon a tranquill night,
as the stars and sky clash in distant fury,
lonely moon shines annoncing silver glory,
and life is cast against the peaceful light.
indifferent to the shadows sacred plight,
the silent sphere turned crimzon enemy,
sings solace with a race in misery,
weeping in a war not theirs to fight.
time offers no comfort for bitter tears,
the silver beams fail to quell the hate,
delicate souls fall to the unknown,
driven by an anger that awakens fears,
the peaceful life will have to wait,
untill the lonely moon is truely alone.
Take me to the forestTake me to the forest,
and walk the hidden trail.
Beneath the mighty oak trees,
where light cannot prevail.
Sing to me with voices,
that I will know and love.
Of swallows in the summer time,
and of the autumn dove.
Lets walk upon the hillside,
where the wild flowers bloom,
and inside the dark caves,
that are always filled with gloom.
Forget all thoughts of sadness,
only sky and streams are blue.
Take me to the forest,
and learn to love it too.
glass in the tidegradac, croatia; summer.
it is a town climbed up from the sea:
a salt hymn, an exhalation, a brightly calcified
spray. the houses here are overgrown
as wildflowers, paths like tiny winding veins
sprung alive between them. from my balcony i watch
the sun crest slowly into afternoon,
and mothers lead their children
down stone slopes, arterial pull
to the water. by the shore,
vendors sell bottles of olive oil, salt,
sage, gathering up anything with the taste
of what mystery inhabits the air—brimming over
the glass lips, a curving kind of joy,
the whole earth, a bowl of it.
at night, my uncle drinks beer
and i drink wine. he watches
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`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More