Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan

Rookie (11/01/1984 / Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario Canada)

Darryl (Daristotle) McMillan Poems

1. Black World 6/22/2006
2. A Summers Dream 9/12/2006
3. My Insanity 9/16/2006
4. My Sweet Girl Of Innocence 9/16/2006
5. Baseius' Temple 9/19/2006
6. Celentia's Arena 9/19/2006
7. Death Of A Martyr 9/29/2006
8. Journey Into The Mind 6/22/2006
9. The Serpent 6/22/2006
10. The Unseen Figure 6/22/2006
11. Judgements Rising To The End 6/22/2006
12. The Rose And The Diamond 6/22/2006
13. Phantome Wind 6/23/2006
14. The Governmental Construction 6/23/2006
15. Of Our Poor Pathaetes 6/23/2006
16. Priceless Fortune 6/23/2006
17. The Unborne Soldier 6/23/2006
18. Spirits Walk With Me 7/30/2006
19. The Tortured Soul 8/29/2006
20. Blanket Of Fire 9/4/2006
21. Jacob Lewis (Part One) 9/4/2006
22. And Dearer Still The Angels Weep 11/22/2006
23. Creatures Of The Night 12/16/2006
24. Pitter Patter 12/18/2006
25. Bi-Polar 12/21/2006
26. Herbal Mysticism 12/21/2006
27. Birth Of A Poet 12/28/2006
28. Loveth Thy Rose Petal 12/28/2006
29. Kingsley Starlight 12/28/2006
30. Moonlight Dancer 12/28/2006
31. Lovers In The Mist 12/29/2006
32. Beautiful Sleeper 1/2/2007
33. Richer Be The Man 7/30/2006

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Richer Be The Man

To the mirror I shall take myself
To the mirror the pressures will die
As I see into the flame inside me
And I feel the truth in my eye

Richer be the man not with gold in his pocket
But with freedom in his mind
For a man with gold might be quite bold
as to buy what he cannot afford
But the free est of minds with vigor and Pride
Can live on their own accord

For the bend at the end of the road that you mend
might straighten out in the end if you try
But the money you reap while losing all sleep
Will never buy back your life when you die

For ...

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Baseius' Temple

My mind delivers me from the land of the living
Ascending I am into the land of dreams
Crawling into sleep through a tunnel of thought
Resting as I get there beside the flowing streams

The chimes of unconscious thought ring through the land
Time begins to dissappear as each moment is one
Trees begin to sprout up along my path
All of this illuminated by the light of the purple sun.

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