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Welcome to my Poetry!
This is all poetry written by me,take it or
leave it.Just remember to give me credit
if you use any of it.
-Mystic
Hidden Rage

Blood boiling,
Disturbed and distraught.
My gut wrench’s, coiling.
Tied up in an endless knot.
My senses are reeling,
My heart pounding.
From this abnormal feeling,
That has me surrounded.

-Mystic Grey 2-10-90


Morning Song

As the ocean rises to meet the sky,
The horizon a thin line in it’s own existance.
My thoughts stray .
Here and there,
Now and then.
Around my self and back again.
I feel the ocean current,
Carried on the wind.
Center myself,
And begin.
Morning
Song!

- Mystic Grey 3-8-89


The Clouds

When I see the clouds on the horizon
I think of the days far behind.
Of walking bare foot through the grass,
Feeling the sun warmed earth between my toes..
The summer days I new would never last,
The cool autumn breeze as it flows.
Yes those days are surely gone.
Accept from my memory,
Where they live on.
Like clouds on the horizon!

-Mystic Grey 4/1/99



“But For The God’s”

She said, ”Loved for I have been, but it has been no love of man.
I have found in the trust of my heart to love and vow to another part.”

Dolefully he raised his eyes to say, “For you are, as the sun rises and sets,
The beauty of my life of no regrets. Walk away, if I must! Know that as I do, I do so
with a pain in my heart that will see my grave, I trust!”

With out another word he bowed his head and turned to walk away.

“My life has been ever so sheltered, that I decree. My heart has found,
and to what I am bound, is the life that has been designed and prepared for me!”

“Why for the care of the God’s, would you deny me, nay, deny you, the pleasure of a
full and plentiful life. A life that would allow you to follow your true hearts desire.
That would deny you the children you may bare, that I may sire!
Why for the care of the God’s above and below?” He cried.

“I could never expect you to understand the life to which I am bound. The life that offers such gifts, of that
you claim. Look to me not with harshness and to the God’s with blame. Look upon the God’s with
the love you have for me and share that love with all
your life may touch. Pleasure the God’s the way you sought to
pleasure me. Give to them your love, your life and your seed! Love the God’s always and know that while
you do, you love me!”

She kissed his wet forehead and walked to the forest.

-Mystic Grey 8-99


“Human-Kind, Killing-Kind”

When I see the truth of the world,
I never understand the reality that
Plaques our existence!
Our children,
Killers from birth.
Our people,
Destroying the earth
! When will we cease to claim that,
We are a civilized people!
As the world around us clearly
Shows this to be a false claim!
Prime time news said,
Another shooting, 49 dead!
Mass murder, suicide tragedy
What will it take to make you see?

-Mystic Grey 8-99