And as she supports me with steel reserve, I'll defend her to any who have the nerve. I chew through unwelcomed bars & chains, End all of heart's blood stains, Tare down frames that don't bow to her as my Queen of Poetical Flames[Forever thrill remains].I only live to honor her and when the Pain's rain is gone I'll still summon her[No more need for me to be a wonderer, She's my comforter].Comfortable I am to love her and place no other above her; She stands to be thee realest woman besides my mother & her mother, because only doves make doves[So when I say I'm high, it's because she lifts me to clouds to surpass loud crowds above. http://defpoetssociety.ning.com/profile/swakay
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I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
Each blade of grass,
Each honey tree,
Each bit of mud,
And stick and stone
Is blood and muscle,
Skin and bone.
And just as I
Need every bit
Of me to make
My body fit,
So Earth needs
Grass and stone and tree
And things that grow here
Naturally.
That's why we
Celebrate this day.
That's why across
The world we say:
As long as life,
As dear, as free,
I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
goodenuf Nov 14, 2011