Sarah Sisson Poems

Once I wondered into a ghostly summer.
It was an icy side of the sun that drew me into a haunting lather.

My intuitions gave in to the eye of thunder.
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Do all of us matter in a single portion of day?
Can all the heros of old be remembered?

I often wonder why some people are tame.
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A forgotten pun or cheery tone.
Another picturesque taste of the atmosphere.

An inviting overtone in an organ.
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I treat myself as a renegade.
I'm nomadic when I loose touch.

In that state I am useless.
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I followed you so many times with my innocent love unknown to you.
My heart you stole every day.
I mentioned you to no one.
When I took my love another step toward our future
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Am I the loving kind? My heart has not a whisper, but you my love hold an endless answer. Your thought connects to my heart and love you knew of became mine with all its new found enthusiasm. I see your heart and gently guide it toward mine and together this journey will last an eternity.
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It's really important to cover my tacks.
Avoid controversy and coat all the facts.

A reason for sharing is not always kind.
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Would you rather keep me burning?
In your flame of deception I stand in a crimson haze.
Of a particular pain I linger, so helpless,
and you with a torch that controls my outcome.
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