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You Over there      
Is it really you?
I close my eyes and dream of you
You Over       there
I did it for your own good.
You over there
I beg for       understanding
You over there,
Have you grown up so tall?
Is       that you I see in the mall?
You over there
I wonder what you will       wear to the prom
Will he treat you right?
Loving you throughout       the night?
You over there
I wish I could curl your hair      
Ribbons and curls
lace and satin
Little pettycoats and black       leather shoes.
You over there
I saw a birthday party today.      
She was 5. I wonder how yours was?
Clowns and ballons
Barbies       and dolls
Did you have fun?
You over there
I wish you were       mine..
Everywhere I look
Everywhere I go
I see you.
Your       face
is the reflection of all I encounter
You over there
I       love you so much
You over there
I know you will do right
Do       not look at my mistakes
For you are my greatest treasure.
For you       are my light
I may not see you
I may not hear you
I may not       feel you
I may not know where you are
BUT YOU
You are my       greatest accomplishment
You are my heart and soul
You will always       be my baby...
You over there.
I sometimes wonder
DO you see me       as well???
written by me 7/22/99 Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all       rights reserved.

Your Prints

Your touch
Leaves your trace
as you walk
Away from me
Your prints touch
Dreams that were erased
A long time ago
Your prints mark an impression
That only you can maintain
Your smile brings
Laughter into my life
Like a child craving for attention
Clinging on to every word
Your eyes glisten
Like a bubbling brooke
Strolling down the stream
Your skin, soft as satin
Rubs close to mine
Distance is eliminated
When your in my mind
Your voice
dark and mysterious
Keeps me longing for more
The sound of a security blanket
That I never had before
Your hair
Soft as angels wings
Brusing up to me
as we sit by the meadow
Looking at the field of Daisies
Petals of life
Petals of hope
Your wonderous gift
Created in such a few days.
Your stature
Tall and uprooted
Like the mountians reaching towards the Heavens
Your prints touch me
Never to be erased
For they are in my heart
My soul
My every fiber
You are with me
Night and Day
You protect and hold me.
For you are my God...
My Lord
My Protector
Prince of peace
King of Kings..
I am you and You are me..
Created in your image
Your prints will last eternity  

Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

THOUGHTS


Hopes ,Anxiety..
Anxious feeding frenzy
Sparing given enough to
Hold on to another day...
Wind blows...
Calm summr breezes
Ruffles her head as she
Reflects on only her past..
Her thoughts
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

His Wish /Her Delight
The Soft sweet smell
of Honey touches her lips
as they embrace for eternity
In one moment of magical proportions.
The sweat of his brow
trickling , turning, spiraling
down toawrds his chest
Her arms wrapped firm
from the lingering hope
that he will be hers forever.
Uncertian of the future
She focusses on what is
not what may be...
Uncalmed emotions generate
the passion escultes
The warmth of his hands
Apon her thighs
generates the hot smothering firey passion
withen there restless souls..
Slowly creeping up
towards the heavens delight
The desire in his eyes
Displays to her
His wish will be her delight...
Slowly she turn towards you
And kiss him gently apon
His red tender lips
Her eyes speak termoundous words
While her mouth does not utter a sound.
The earth begins to shake
the heavens begin to collide
Time stands still
as they hold on to the present.
Clinching it, Holdining it, hiding it,
They refuse to wake up They are now one
Body and Soul
Hearts beeting as one
They are in love....
Written 7/6/99 Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

NO RETURN


No where to go
No where to hide
All I know is I want to die
I have no life,I have no future
Without you i do not exist
My world reloves around yours
It has no catalamistic stars of its own
It feeds off your love,and energy of life.
That can not make up on its oiwn.
It needs you can't you see?
Or is it me.
Trying to hold on where there is
NO RETURN....
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

SOUL


Close comes the fate..
Death awaits at the door
Enter the channeling mind
Love my withered spirit
Feed apon the flesh of life..
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

SILENCE


Silence the storm begins
Come enjoy the roar of the angels,
The suttle cry of the serphants
Hushing the ebervasent crowds
Eagerly awaiting the gates
Come into my humble abode
And feast apon life
Dance around the circle of death
As we sing pslams of gratitude
Listen humble servant
And learn from the wise-
Never trust yourself because
We're reaching for your soul
Dance my humble child
Chant the praises
For once you enter withen
The storm begins...
SILENCE WITHEN..
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

Me and My Shadow


I listen to the wind
and wait for my reply
Come and capture my soul
I know I am ready to die.
Some search for happiness
others for pain
All I do is walk in darkness
And wait for the rain
Stop following me..your to close
I want to be alone
I want to capture your soul..
Wait for redemption
wait for the sky?
All I know is the rain will never die
Wash me of my imperfections and cleanse my soul withen..
Take my shadow away so that I may die withen..
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.

Arouse My Soul


Arouse my soul yet so gentle spirits
Walk threw the ring of fire
As our souls entwin as one
Feel the sensation of desire
As I feed apon your soul.
Lust is the demand of all of us
That eventually calls for our death
Walk hand in hand
Around the circle of death.
Greet the spirits as they peer into their future..to come..
Death is the future
For I am await the gate to feast apon the new flesh.
Enticed by the notion that I am immortal.
Come oh gentle child and hold my hand
Let us gather togather as we look to our future.
My soul has been kindred
Yet oh gentle one.
Feed apon my knowledge
Lust apon my soul
Desire apon death.
The future is now
Circle around death
Entice those who awaits
Feed apon the flesh
Tear the spirits one by one.
Become the aftermath to go uncounted.
As one of them feed apon your grandchildren
Who have yet to become the soil which you have played.
Reach for the occasion of the blistering souls
As they fester yet so gentle in the raging sun
COME...BEHOLD....DEATH....
Copyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved.


DREAM OF YOU
I closed my eyes last night
and dreamed a life with you.
Oceans as wide
As rivers of blue.
Never being alone
because I was with you.
I dreamed a dream last night
Full of love and romance.
emotions and feelings 100 times enhanced.
I dreamed a dream last night
A man came and held my hand.
Loving me and showing me
taking me to a far away land.
I dreamed a dream last night
Walking on the beach and looking into the moonlight.
I dreamed a dream last night
You held me and kissed me gently
Looking up into the pale white moon
You wiped my tears of happiness
You hushed my trembling soul.
Our eyes talked to one another
without saying one word.
I dreamed a dream last night
You saw the future unfold.
Your smooth skin rubbing next to mine
Feeling the passion as we cross that line
I dreamed a dream last night
We were embraced and enhanced with one another
The sweet tender kisses you gave me
As I lay on the pure white sand.
I dreamed a dream last night
Slowly removing your shirt
Sliding my hands slowly up and down your chest.
Feeling your body close to mine as the water
Beat apon our wet skin.
I dreamed a dream last night
Our souls were one atlast
Never again would we be alone
For our hearts were now as one.
I dreamed a dream last night
Oh I wish it was true
Because now all I do is sit
And...
... DREAM
............ OF
.................YOU...
writtenby meCopyright ©1999 Donna Elliott all rights reserved. 7/5/99

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