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		<title>~Howling~</title>
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		<description> He prowls within the longest night 
Before the winter shows her white,  
Amongst dark woods, deep out of sight 
As black as skies devoid of light. 
 
And on this night the wind tells tales 
Luring back all inner veils,  
Guiding up where spirits sail 
To shine on heights mere-mortals pale. 
 
Upon the cliff and under moon 
Beams wrapping round like a cocoon,  
He hears the flighted midnight loon 
Sensing his time nears ever-soon. 
 
Awaits until the moon hangs high 
then howls his presence far and wide. 
 
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 23:26:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Fall Unto Me~</title>
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		<description>On this autumn harvest night
wherein a moon burns orangey bright,
While embers light the darkened skies
and falling leaves wave last goodbyes,
Here now I curl and await
as autumn's chill soon over-takes.

Whispers the tale of fallen friends
of fields once green, ambered again
Lay hypnotized in earth-tone light
fall unto me with grace and might,
This cooling field fades yesterday
as summer's breeze has blown away.

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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 23:55:21 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~The Perfect Storm~</title>
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		<description>I see your face in storm clouds,
Hear your voice in distant thunderings...
However far away you may be,
You're always close to me.

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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 13:19:29 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Faded~</title>
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		<description>Memories fall toward the feet
of faded souls.
No words could explain
But your way
told it all...
How stark your silence crept
within the emptiness
of
each footstep.
How wide your reach,
Yet grasping nothing
While everything just fell
at your feet.

2005 sinnaminsun  </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 13:05:58 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Out of the Darkness~</title>
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		<description>Do you ever wonder  
 about shadows?  
 Is there a deeper darkness  
 within...beyond?  
 Maybe the darkness  
 is not within...  
 But in,  
 What's coming out.  

 2005 sinnaminsun  
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		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 28 Aug 2009 14:30:40 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~The Palest Moon~</title>
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		<description>The wind blows his hair around her
Like a long, black silken cord,
His shadow is prevailing
and through the dark she soars.

If his eyes could only see her
as she sails past his soul,
The palest of all moons
has surrendered evermore.

And as his sun is setting
and the stars come out to play,
He senses someone's there
Someone who's never been away...

Within his distant shadow
shines a sliver of her moon,
 
Too pale to be brilliant
 
Too late...  
And too soon. 
2005 sinnaminsun 
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Aug 2009 00:35:55 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Dance of Colors~</title>
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		<description>Colors separating as they
fan across the skies, 
A dance of misted prisms 
cast within all sleeping eyes. 
Drifting ever-closer 
to encapsulate our dreams, 
The vibrance of these rainbows 
dance upon untussled seams. 

On borrowed breath and shallow heart 
awaken into night, 
An iris of all colors growing 
just within our sight. 
Stepping ever-close the colors 
grow within this sphere, 
To gather in all daydreams 
and erase all darkness near. 

And as we look upon that place
all multiple in hue, 
We find ourselves a different way 
and see ourselves anew. 

2005 sinnaminsun   </description>
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Jul 2009 01:51:48 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~Through Their Fog~</title>
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		<description>
She could sense in his silence
his pain was heavy with despair,
He was hanging on the wind
like frost that chills the air.

Into the night he drifted
within the black he crept,
The night is so inviting
and on a star he slept.

Upon his dream she entered
like fog rolling on a field,
Into the fog-filled fathom
could fate soon be revealed?

And when he woke in morning
the fog lifted from the air,
He gazed out in wonder
as he saw her everywhere.

The vision was fast-fleeting
and words echoed all around,
'Two souls who've lost each other,
are now forever-found.'

2005 sinnaminsun
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		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2009 16:40:09 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>~De'lion~</title>
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		<description>Oh yellow, come and bend with me
All green on sides, such symmetry
Rays upon rays cast upon you,
Till night blankets darkness through.

Light unto light, as moon gives way
Subtle beams around now play,
Crested high all silver round
underneath on softened ground.

Petals tuck back as you lie,
Dreaming as the stars drift by.

2005 sinnaminsun </description>
		<dc:creator>sinnaminsun</dc:creator>
		<category>Sinnaminsun:  2005 Poems</category>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 00:17:35 GMT</pubDate>
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