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Welcome To Kims Poetry Corner.

Since I haven't written much of anything since 1999, or so you people might think. I've decided to put the new stuff on top, and then just phase the old stuff out after awhile. I might put it in an archieve or something. Here's some new poems.

NEW POEMS (2001)

Trickle of life,
Passing through the river Styx
Pretty pennies fall
from Heaven
Landing in firey drangons
mouths.
I can see the warmth
of the icy shield
Feel the blast of cold
hard metal mortar
Hear the loud restless
roar of the wind
As we travel through
my painful dreams.
Dedicated to Daniel (GreyWolf)

Comfortably dreaming

Hopelessly screaming

Why have I brought you here?

Shaking these words to hear

You're so beautiful and near

But I can't touch you--

I plead in fear!

Trembling to write a word or two

All the meanings lost on you

What can I say that you'll understand?

You've ripped my heart from my cold hands.

The words I can't write

My tongue's not quite right

I lied-

I beg you forgive me,

It doesn't sound right

My mind is a jumble, a mess

These words are all I can

-I need rest.

Jaimyns Rite

A soul baptized in the flame

Rage becoming thy- encompassing dagger.

You fight to live and cut to bleed--to kill.

Heat is a power above all Mans passion

Scortched and tainted to correct his beliefs

My own failures will torment me.

In the Fire in which I bleed.

1993-1995

The reason I started writing poetry, when I was 12, was because my 7th grade teacher made us. Back then I thought poetry was boring (like most people I was unenlightened). Anyway, the poem was cute and simple. I don't like it, but you might. It's called My Bookbag, and it was written for 1st graders.

My Bookbag

My bookbag hates my guts

I am really sure he does

He laughs at me and makes fun,

By chewing all my stuff

He gobbled up my pencil

And burped up my eraser

His strap broke on the first day

And out fell all my papers

I was thinking of his antics

And I have come to a conclusion

My bookbag is trying to give me head contusions

But even if he is

I now have an excuse

For not doing my homework,

MY BOOKBAG ATE MY TEACHER!

Cry

When you Cry

I cry

When you Lie

I cry

When you Sigh

I cry

When you Died

I cried

Where you were Laid

I cried

What you Said

I cried

Where you Died

I cried

This poem was ANOTHER school assignment, I still wasn't a "self proclaimed" poet yet. It's a anagram...or something...

KIMBERLY

Karismatic, but not eager to spell

Intelligent, but not eager to speak

Morally sound, but not eager to talk about it

Born alive, but eager to create

Eager to live, but not this time

Repressed, but by myself

Libing, but it doesn't show

Young, but waiting for youth to mature

Boredom (Because I am!)

Hatred (Because I can!)

Anger (Because I will!)

Anxiousness (Because of me!)

Fear (Because of seeing!)

Digust (Because of math!)

Pity (Because of rain!)

Boredom 2 (The Sequel) (Because I continue!)

Hapiness (Because of friends!)

1996-1998

Torn Soul

Help me, Do you know how I feel?

I'm dying, My casket is sealed

Misery is my cloak, For what I really need

Boredom is my cover, For the life that I lead

Everyone needs a soul, So where can I find mine?

Regret is my ambition, It wears off with time

Loneliness is a common occurence, to me

Screaming only shows, My obsessive feelings

This is me, Why can't you see?

Take me as I am, or go ahead and leave me

Keep me, That's what I wrote

I'm alone, On this Rockin' boat

Can you help me? You're what I need

My birth is what caused my misery and greed

Everyone talks, I can not hear

Everything I've said, Is coming from fear

Leave me alone, In my little place

I'm fading, from your smiling face

So leave me alone, In my little hole

You're tearing at my very soul

Cloud Dream #14

The drifting, lone, cloud
Broken apart from the rest of the sky
It floats across the wide blue abyss
Afraid and alone, it limps along
Casting unkown shadows on the ocean
A cloud feels pain, grief, and sorrow
It breaks apart and falls to the sea
And the Sky never noticed

#16; Broken apart from the rest of the sky; It floats across the wide blue abyss; Afraid and alone, it limps along; Casting unkown shadows on the ocean; A cloud feels pain, grief, and sorrow; It breaks apart and falls to the sea
And the Sky never noticed
: I never, in this life
Matched the ideals
Set before, by myself
For depression
Brought on by the illusion
Of reality
Has blinded the falsehood of
Reality.
Isolated in a world
Made up by a childs mind
In the delusional state of
Learning.
Dreams fade in and
Out of my mind
Creating the perspective of
Normality; Matched the ideals; Set before, by myself; For depression; Brought on by the illusion; Of reality; Has blinded the falsehood of
Reality.: Isolated in a world; Made up by a childs mind; In the delusional state of
Learning.: Dreams fade in and; Out of my mind; Creating the perspective of
Normality

With Love
With such a grand love
What do you give?
For when words cannot express
What do you say?
When hearts scream out!
What can you do?
If he asks for you
When do you leave?
When kisses quench your desires
How do you stop?
When you leave
How do you say goodbye?

Soft passionate kisses, like felt

Fall upon rough lips

With the tenderness of air

That blows to cool you in the summer

And warm you in the winter

Such is that of my love

For when he kisses, it cools

My senses, and heats my Passions.

Surrounded by indifference
and silence
Looking for the door in the darkness,
trapped by a tunnel of confusion
Searching each wall for the edge
of my invisible door.
Wait! He speaks!
Quietly the sound filters through
to perseption.
Stiffly I stand in the glowing
of his voice
Slowly the tunnel of darkness
glows in the words he calls out.

Lying awake at nights

Dreaming of the past to be

Living the dream of before

The passion of the word

Melodies waft through memories

Syllables turn to notes-

Honey to wine-

And back to the vine

Lifted through vibrations

Then placed on the window sill

Sitting, listening to the rain fall

Snuggled against a brick wall

Hearing thoughts no one will know

Missing me love, who's gone

Thinking to pass the days

Feeling kisses on my lips

Holding his heart close to my breast

And still I sit, listening to a world go by

I need, and it makes me cry

But the rain keeps me company

So do I

Don Quixote Days

Dreaming of rose petal beds

Sleeping on the bed of nails

Thinking of a time of freedom

While I stand in chains

Talking to the genius of my time

Walls make strange companions

Sweet lullabies fade in and out

Villainous cannons sound in my head

Silk lining and lace drapings

Burlap sacks and cotton bags

Having worked for all I own

Sitting here I'm all alone

To love you is to be reborn

I see the light of love

To know you are the one

To know our jouney's doen

I repeat my prayer to have you

I wish my prayers come true

For my love, I am here

Always a half step nearer

Alas in my wretched heart

We'll always be torn apart

So to the one I love:

Until the next challenge comes!

Kim on Being a Poetess

Writing a poem

Takes nothing but time

You give it your feelings

And somethimes it ryhmes

A poet is nothing

Without measure and beat

The snap of your fingers

The stomp of your feet

The cry of the tiger

The shine of the moon

And the end, always comes

Too soon.

FOUR YEARS TALLER

One year older

How time does fly!

How the freshmen

Seem lower than me

I can remember

All those three years ago

I thought all Seniors

Were made out of stone

But here I am

I feel really old

Now I'm a Senior

I've come into fold

I didn't think I'd get here

But awfully glad I did

It just reminds me

How much I miss

Being a kid

Father opened his hands to revel the scars

Scars that had been created before I was born

He had got them crying, for my life, he was torn

He cried for my future and what I was to be

Worrying and praying that my heart would be pure

Hoping my life wouldn't end like his had before

He wished for a daughter, a writer at that

With wit and reflex like a jungle cat

So when I was born and he blessed my heart

He knew I would be different from the start

Now I write, for dusk to dawn

Just fulfilling the wish He had thought

The Race for Life

Death swept by at a lively speed

While Time stayed behind the rest

As the race persists, Time crept up to Death

Entering the final stretch, Life gave up

TIme and Death had won

And they danced, until the races

Again began.

PIGEONS

Pigeons walking aimlessly through life

Chattering and pecking at the other birds

They follow the leaders and flock together

When danger arises they take flight

A piece of bread is thrown to them

With selfishness each pigeon pecks at it

When a gull catches the crumb;

The demean themselves by condeming the crumb

Hungry with greed and lust they survive

By ostrizing the Raven

The Raven stays solitary and flies alone

She observes the fickle Pigeons and their frivilous rituals

Evolution might have saved the Pigeons from the trees

But Nature tortures them with each other

The above poem was not an attack on pigeons whatsoever. Thank you.

Everyone is a cardboard cut-out of everyone else

The reason malls never go under, is the same

Stores stock up on assembly line designers

The Gap, Guess?, Macy's they're all the same

No matter where you look, Tommy Hilfiger's got you!

Everywhere you shop the jeans are all the same

By all means buy the mainstream Clinique powders

For a mere $5.75 with an ordinary name, it's all the same

Paying a fortune for a pair of shoes a la Nike

Get the shoes wholesale, they all fall apart all the same

Reading Cosmo, Redbook, and Vogue for tips

Never read the articles, the facts are all the same

Millions starve, are homeless and poor

While Mervyns is still open, we'll all be the same

Gap, Guess, Macy's, Tommy Hilfiger, Clinque, Cosmo, Redbook, and Vogue are all TM

She dressed in black

To mourn her own death

She wore the white orchid

TO believe in her own demise

She shut herself up

In a tomb of the heart

To die within the naked walls

Yet she never died

She engrossed herself in misery

And everyone lived

Happily There After...

1999

Disillusions

Life spent in plastic

Gasping for elegance lost

Morbid tendencies turn white

Shown the fraud you are

Voices speaking echoes

You hear thim all around

Yes we are greedy

But we're tidy

Total chaos clutters the verse

when suddenly it ends

Abruptly.

Beautiful Lover

Bright yellow golden clay

Molded beneath my fingers

Dark blue midnight nirrors

Reflecting all his beauty

Transparent wihte ivory sun

Brightens every morning

Flashing tomato red sensors

Snesitive to my desire

Depp sensual itelligence

Speaks to only my heart

That seems to be all I have in my stash. I'm always up to constructive critisism, so e-mail me. Love, Peace, and Harmony~ Kim the Author

P.S.

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Dangerous ground.

Welcome To Kims Poetry Corner.

Since I haven't written much of anything since 1999, or so you people might think. I've decided to put the new stuff on top, and then just phase the old stuff out after awhile. I might put it in an archieve or something. Here's some new poems.

NEW POEMS (2001)

Dedicated to Daniel (GreyWolf)

Jaimyns Rite

1993-1995

My Bookbag

MY BOOKBAG ATE MY TEACHER!

Cry

KIMBERLY

1996-1998

Torn Soul

Cloud Dream #14

The drifting, lone, cloud Broken apart from the rest of the sky It floats across the wide blue abyss Afraid and alone, it limps along Casting unkown shadows on the ocean A cloud feels pain, grief, and sorrow It breaks apart and falls to the sea And the Sky never noticed

#16

With Love With such a grand love What do you give? For when words cannot express What do you say? When hearts scream out! What can you do? If he asks for you When do you leave? When kisses quench your desires How do you stop? When you leave How do you say goodbye?

Don Quixote Days

Kim on Being a Poetess

FOUR YEARS TALLER

The Race for Life

PIGEONS

1999

Disillusions

Beautiful Lover

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The drifting, lone, cloud
Broken apart from the rest of the sky
It floats across the wide blue abyss
Afraid and alone, it limps along
Casting unkown shadows on the ocean
A cloud feels pain, grief, and sorrow
It breaks apart and falls to the sea
And the Sky never noticed

With Love
With such a grand love
What do you give?
For when words cannot express
What do you say?
When hearts scream out!
What can you do?
If he asks for you
When do you leave?
When kisses quench your desires
How do you stop?
When you leave
How do you say goodbye?

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