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Jerome Brook
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Children Of Dawn
09/30/07 |
Fire dances, circles of stone, leaping high,
Night flows, silently, outside.
Stones dance, in shadows, shadows of fear,
Fear carried, with the tide.
Dawn comes, with light and ice,
Ice that cuts, blades of death.
Hunters stand, round the dancing fire;
Hunters, wolves of the North.
Spears reach high, women sing,
Hunters turn, and dance.
Blood, warm food, elders smile;
Hunters raise the lance.
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Gates Of Time
01/05/08 |
Blind eyes cut, burn and kill,
Until we fall.
Portals into time, into worlds,
That see all.
Wells of night, dark caves of the soul,
See us dance.
Watch us run, wild and free, see us stumble,
Hold your lance.
Come, child of time, follow me,
Cross the dark abyss;
Black and cold below, filled with fear,
Give me your last kiss.
Joy, life and hope, hidden smiles,
Endless pain;
Life, mere hope of freedom, and love,
Our Lady has slain.
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Cold Steel
02/24/08 |
Covered in metal plate, the knight stood,
Silent, on the bridge of stone.
His hand, in heavy iron mail, reached,
Reached to our Queen, alone.
Our Queen, with her cold, cruel sword,
Held high the blade, so clear.
Cold steel, and cold steel,
Met in ice, ice and cold fear.
Come back, brave knight, with the sword,
Your sword so bold.
Return to me, come to me, Champion Mine,
With captives, with gold.
Return to me, come to me, Favorite Mine,
With heart so pure,
Come back, return, my sweet, fair one,
With eyes so soft, so sure.
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Cave Of Shadows
03/09/08 |
Fast, fast the river flows,
White with waves.
Speeding thru cold years,
Icy, dark days.
Troubled, the deep river goes,
Past cliffs, past eyes;
Caves of silent, waiting darkness,
Windows of night.
Dark eyes, burning in hate, that see,
See the hidden, distant goal;
Where the swift, wild, fleeing river,
Cold and deep, does flow.
Caves of wisdom, cold eyes of fear,
Our dim future now reveals.
All hope secures, all truth, freely tells:
With words, broken from seals.
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Chill Warning
03/09/08 |
Wolves howl, chill warning,
Songs of red blood.
Hunters smile, men reach for spears,
Stone, one with wood.
Our Lady of wolves, with fangs,
In dark shadows is seen.
Howl, children of darkness, follow,
Run with your white queen.
Circles of shadows cover the prey,
Red stains the snow.
Blood on white snow, ice and fire,
Stars spin, and glow.
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