Poetry By Vicki
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May 1996
- Red lilacs glow golden
- in my dreams, and
- maroon doves with...
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June 1996
- Tired weary bones contented by
- a sad and lonley heart.
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April 1996
- Velvet clouds linger just beyond the storm.
- Whispering winds sing through the trees.
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February 1996
- Shadows of light gleam over the horizon.
- Blood rays scream in the distance.
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November 1994 / Revised - August 1995
- Desperate souls, are lost along the way
- Dying on the road at the end of a day
- Sunset cools the scorched land
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January 1995 / Revised - August 1995
- Searching through the clouds above
- I find the souring seagull,
- he Madly flaps his wings.
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August 1995
- Amber Bark
- On the Dark Wood Tree
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July 1995
- Small town memories of years gone by.
- Destination over drive escape of the ages,
- disappearing youth of the golden years.
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July 1995
- Concrete paradise of cities and Land. Tall souring,
- buildings of sand. Scorching heat of the perscribed
- day. Walking wonderlussly through the endlessly long
- barren streets,
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July 1995
- The Fairy Tale Lands of Mystical Lore
- dance through the breeze of my mind.
- Dryads, and elves of magical times
- can you find me through the harshness
- of my kind.
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June 1995
- dark streaks cross the midnight sky,
- while glimmers of light force themselves
- to shine through the thick humid clouds.
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April 1995
- Misty was the night
- when your silhouette came into sight.
- Flowing was your silky hair,
- naively your breast was bare.
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May 1995
- Ten long steps away from
- the brick wall and
- looking back
- Covered green and blue
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April 1995
- Frozen droplets of ice fall
- upon the scorched ground.
- Twisting grotesquely
- reaching for the sky.
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May 1995
- Commercials Brainwash, as the tube drains energy.
- Shocking laughter fills the empty room.
- Modern day society is reflected,
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March 1995
- Closing the door she yells stop
- Stoplight changes from red to green
- Green is the color of envy
- Envious of what we've never had
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February 1995
- The fog clears on a rainy night
- to reveal the morning sunrise.
- Soft moist dew on the grass and windows
- often blinds our morning vision.
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February 1995
- The full moon lies in a star lit sky
- Wild is the Creature fading out of sight
- Howling through the night is a lone Wolf's cry
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January 1995
- Rhythms of the road dance beneath
- tires. Setting off to release
- hidden desires. Blurs of green
- come whisking by. Off in the horizon
- a golden sky.
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February 1995
- Outside the closed window,
- I feel the warm breeze bellowing
- beneath my skirt.
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January 1995
- A crumpled metal wrapper
- The forgotten notebook
- One brand new book
- Unturned pages
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February 1995
- In the distance I saw a glaring light
- The shadows of darkness surrounded me
- Distinct it was filling me with fright
- I searched my mind not knowing the key
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February 1995
- Glancing through the window at the night
- I see before me a clear cloudless sky
- Will I be part of this vastness when I die
- I think of my soul as a fading light
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February 1995
- You are the one who in me has always believed
- Sharing a sacred love with you engulfs me
- help me realize I can't hold the weight of the world
- Giving me a burning flame that started with a tree
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August 1994
- rivers of mist fill the air
- temptation arose without a care
- she never minded the needs of her peers
- besides, everybody listens, but nobody hears...
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December 1993
- Leaves have fallen upon the misty river of ice
- It flows through the land, Shivers upon command
- Green turns to grey, The end of a dull day...
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September 1994
- Slowly the sun rises upon
- the morning breeze and the flowers
- wisper to awake the shadow as it silently hides
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November 1992
- Everyday I enter into a world full of demons
- and gold The silver skys shine like the moon
- The angels fly high until noon
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June 1994
- The sky is a garden of Love
- At times the wandering heart is lost
- In the breeze is a melody
- Together we find the way
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October 1994
- Odd whispers of serenity.
- Dawn, A lonely cloud.
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December 1994
- Darling:
- When I walk alone,
- through the bustle of the day,
- I turn and look for you.
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July 1994
- Impatience, a clock ticking
- -- Left turn, searching for numbers
- Anxiety, trembling with fear
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August 1994
- The autumn breeze is in the air.
- The clouds are moving through the sky.
- Morning frost leaves the ground so bare.
- Soon all of my flowers will die.
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November 1992
- Love is like a rose.
- It starts off slow,
- and then begins to grow.
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May 1991
- As far as the eye can see, I've looked.
- Always searching for answers to questions yet to be asked.
- I feel the icy breeze bite into my skin.
- Fear grows within me.
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September 1990
- Vast emptiness enguls me,
- all around, is there nothing to see?
- With the world, have I lost touch?
- Can I feel? Not very much.
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