Joe Holley Poems
|1.||Cover My Eyes. Cover My Tears..||7/14/2012|
|3.||...? (True Fate)||8/25/2012|
|4.||He's Still Alone||8/25/2012|
|5.||The Country Lies Broken||5/24/2013|
|6.||Eyes In Lies Claiming Ways||5/24/2013|
|7.||Innesluten I Jordens Famn||5/24/2013|
|8.||A Path Too Early||5/24/2013|
|9.||Abyssal Waves That Fall||5/24/2013|
|11.||Talk To Me||5/24/2013|
|12.||The Tranquil Starlight||5/24/2013|
|15.||The Velvet Meadow||5/24/2013|
|16.||The Flames Of Love||5/24/2013|
|17.||I'M Not Sad||5/24/2013|
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I'M Not Sad
For my life is all but my own creation.
I shed but not a single tear,
I breath with no sigh of fear.
Encased within memory, but there are no corners full of my shattered dreams,
there are no echoes of my non-existent screams.
Though for I am beset by such a pleasant dusk,
I do not lay in thee and fade into obscurity.
Still… I am not sad.
For I have this special place,
Partnered within a moment so breathe taking.
It lays out back behind these walls, vibrant in its solitude in such tranquillity.
Holding too such a treasured rebirth, captured in ...
The Country Lies Broken
The country lies broken, though mountain and ocean remains,
A showcase of timber turned sacred armada, scorched by what the crimson claimed.
Perishment of such unnameable scale within its castle wars, a scene of sin,
For the sea of ember carries the ascended souls, back fourth towards the heaven.
Present within the blessed peach garden, all but a solemn white lotus remains,
A figure though limps through, with tear and steel.
“For I carry parchments worth more than this kingdom”, the w