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Might Have Said (words - 245, lines - 51)
I might have said I love you
ten thousand echoes reside
Three wandering Moons of Atlantis
conspire to conceal, they hide
the city; my love is a rainbow
whose path is come open and wide
a tumble me down and forever
whistling of prayer, neap tide
I might have said who are you
whose sleep I have come to share
far misty mountains abiding
a halo of Sun as they bear
tree Children; my love is a whis’pring
wind through the needles, their hair
Lift me up, I’m a flying man
whose heart is lighter than air
I might have said where are you
lonely nights lying awake
a misty gath’ring of shadow
fair ghosts of tomorrow may shake
their heads, my love is a phantom
a cry of hope for their sake
whose spirit may lie in my bosom
a lay me down I would make
I might have said I’ve found you
into the face of the night
The Sun, a cascade of falling
makes narrowing pathways of light
A fire, my love is a ribbon
shimmering gem of delight
the body of faith come rewarded
healing caresses ignite
I might have said I love you
then finally found your face
the stars, a sprinkling of Heaven
find sorrow and come to erase
the dark, my love is a promise
a choosing of time and place
whose moment I have come seeking
has found me and blessed me with grace
© 2005 Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe
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There, in OMEGA 4, Weapons of Mass Deception, you will find a selection of poems by Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe.
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I might have said I love you
ten thousand echoes reside
Three wandering Moons of Atlantis
conspire to conceal, they hide
the city; my love is a rainbow
whose path is come open and wide
a tumble me down and forever
whistling of prayer, neap tide
I might have said who are you
whose sleep I have come to share
far misty mountains abiding
a halo of Sun as they bear
tree Children; my love is a whis’pring
wind through the needles, their hair
Lift me up, I’m a flying man
whose heart is lighter than air
I might have said where are you
lonely nights lying awake
a misty gath’ring of shadow
fair ghosts of tomorrow may shake
their heads, my love is a phantom
a cry of hope for their sake
whose spirit may lie in my bosom
a lay me down I would make
I might have said I’ve found you
into the face of the night
The Sun, a cascade of falling
makes narrowing pathways of light
A fire, my love is a ribbon
shimmering gem of delight
the body of faith come rewarded
healing caresses ignite
I might have said I love you
then finally found your face
the stars, a sprinkling of Heaven
find sorrow and come to erase
the dark, my love is a promise
a choosing of time and place
whose moment I have come seeking
has found me and blessed me with grace
© 2005 Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe
Madman Chronicles: The Warrior now available at:
http://www.publishamerica.com/shopping/shopdisplayproducts.asp?catalogid=3425
To discover the most dangerous writers alive, go to www.howlingdogpress.com and www.howlingdogpress.com/OMEGA.
There, in OMEGA 4, Weapons of Mass Deception, you will find a selection of poems by Tom (WordWulf) SternerHowe.
Websites: http://tomsternerhowe.freeservers.com
http://pages.prodigy.net/sterner-howe
Music: http://truefire.com/list.html?store=original_music&viewauthor=3554