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Twilights Lone Companion
Twilights Lone Companion
F J McCarthy on Nov 30, 2009
A prelude to a story.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
Like polished granite dulled by time.
Hard and black with speckled flecks.
A cold stone island strewn with wrecks.
A fortress tower strong and old.
No shelter from the icy cold.
A lonely monolith no warmth to find.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
Echos play down these halls of stone
It is just the wind in the catacombs.
Pale ghosts of winter chill my bones.
Remind me that I’m still alone.
So many lost to times cruel hand.
This single rock is left to stand
Eternal vigil without sleep.
So cold inside no tears to weep.
Immortal creature outside time.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
F J McCarthy on Nov 30, 2009
A prelude to a story.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
Like polished granite dulled by time.
Hard and black with speckled flecks.
A cold stone island strewn with wrecks.
A fortress tower strong and old.
No shelter from the icy cold.
A lonely monolith no warmth to find.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
Echos play down these halls of stone
It is just the wind in the catacombs.
Pale ghosts of winter chill my bones.
Remind me that I’m still alone.
So many lost to times cruel hand.
This single rock is left to stand
Eternal vigil without sleep.
So cold inside no tears to weep.
Immortal creature outside time.
Barely scratched this heart of mine.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
I AM THE WIND,YOU ARE THE SEA
I Am the Wind, You are the Sea
F J McCarthy on Feb 24, 2009
I am the wind , I drift across the world constantly moving.
You are the sea, you carry life inside of you ,maternal and loving.
I sail above the beauty that is you, I long to wake you from your calm slumber.
To draw you up to heights unknown and merge with your cool waters.
Yet you resist my tender strokes,you splash waves against me ..
I buffet your calm waters until they are churning and swirling.
Finally we become one,we are the cyclone, the hurricane,
Unstoppable force of nature. Together we become greatness.
Slowly we come to earth where we must part once more.
For I am the wind and you are the sea.
F J McCarthy on Feb 24, 2009
I am the wind , I drift across the world constantly moving.
You are the sea, you carry life inside of you ,maternal and loving.
I sail above the beauty that is you, I long to wake you from your calm slumber.
To draw you up to heights unknown and merge with your cool waters.
Yet you resist my tender strokes,you splash waves against me ..
I buffet your calm waters until they are churning and swirling.
Finally we become one,we are the cyclone, the hurricane,
Unstoppable force of nature. Together we become greatness.
Slowly we come to earth where we must part once more.
For I am the wind and you are the sea.
Am I Real
Am I Real
F J McCarthy on Apr 15, 2009
A thought on existence.
I feel as if I’m fading, turning into mist.
My lips no longer tremble , whenever I am kissed.
My voice once loud and clear is getting hard to hear.
No-one seems to notice whenever I am near.
My memories seem so blurry, out of focus and unclear.
Was my life a fantasy,a quickly passing dream.
Did I make a difference,or go through life unseen.
I wonder where I am right now,and how did I get here.
My heart is getting cold,my blood no longer flows
Is this Death I’m feeling now,God only Knows.
I cannot sense my body, find it hard to feel.
Was I ever truly even here, tell me am I real.?
F J McCarthy on Apr 15, 2009
A thought on existence.
I feel as if I’m fading, turning into mist.
My lips no longer tremble , whenever I am kissed.
My voice once loud and clear is getting hard to hear.
No-one seems to notice whenever I am near.
My memories seem so blurry, out of focus and unclear.
Was my life a fantasy,a quickly passing dream.
Did I make a difference,or go through life unseen.
I wonder where I am right now,and how did I get here.
My heart is getting cold,my blood no longer flows
Is this Death I’m feeling now,God only Knows.
I cannot sense my body, find it hard to feel.
Was I ever truly even here, tell me am I real.?
Saturday, November 7, 2009
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