Watch

Just another poem slowly i walk, with tired eyes watching the shell of the world. i hear the laughter and know it's only fleeting, i see the life and in a glimpse watch all that they know turn to ash. is this my cure to see, to feel?

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Watching

Always i have watched you when you were born i was there a happy father proud of his new born children young, beautiful and full of such limitless promise i loved you so much then...

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Seconds Hand (Otherwise Untitled)

~ Under a sky that blazed across its width with arcs of lightening, the deer lost his footing in one of the dashes between the trees of the forest. As he skidded through the sluiced mud and gravel, his eyes again caught sight of the lights he'd hoped...

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Tick tock at the Station (Otherwise Untitled)

~ the raven looked up from his watch with a soft whine. he couldn't remember if he had planned to be early, or if the badger had planned to be late.

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Loss of an Anchor in the Desert

But with her getting her watch so late and her mind so sleep muddled she wasn't sure of anything.

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Howling Blizzard Mists

A poem on snow, blizzards, watching them pass and work. inspired by all the snow that had been falling at the time.

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Watch Dogs 4- Be A Man In The Watch

#7 of watch dogs welcome my son, welcome to the machine where have you been? it's alright we know where you've been you've been in the pipeline, filling in time ?

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The Wolf's Watch

"Time is short, And, I know you're Listening, So, I'll make this Quick..." The pain, It still remained. Much less than The soul-crushing Agony, But still, Present. The great wolf lifted His head from his Contemplations. "Yet...

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As I Watch

As i watch the rain slowly fall from the sky all is silent as i gradually begin to cry i don't understand what went wrong you tell me that i can't stay for long.

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Watch Dogs

#1 of watch dogs i am the guilty one ball and chain around my leg i am the cursed one black cloud hangin' overhead fill the heart that pumps bad blood all inside of me.'' -- jon spencer blues explosion, _killer wolf_ the 20 year prologue a

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Watching for Giants

Britney was dressed to kill. A slender and shapely vixen with auburn fur and a white underbelly, she pulled off her overcoat as she approached the ear-high fence, reveling that beneath, she was only wearing crimson lingerie. She spent a moment or two...

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As I Watch

As i watch you walk away, i feel the world grow dark and grey. lord, help me to get the strength to move on. now that i must walk this road alone. |