Applies to a lot, but I wrote it mostly about the bickering between pagans.... Enjoy!
The Mask of Virtue
Putting on your mask of virtue.
Spouting out your beliefs and truths.
Laying down the law of obscurity.
Challenging those who think differently.
Vows of purity rival cherries you have picked.
Slanderous refutes attack what some hold so close.
Since when did your beliefs become rigid truths?
Words chiseled in stone,
Unshaking, unchanging, all knowing.
A belief is something deep and personal.
Who are you to say what is wrong or right?
Virtue has nothing to do with it.
But it's a mask you hide behind still.
Never giving you the right, authority, or ability,
Yet you still hide behind it.
Your mask is slipping...
© 09 AJ
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
The Sense of Spring
Here's a poem I wrote while listening to this song. Enjoy!!!!
The Sense of Spring
the softest melodies of thy heart
sing of truth and beauty.
a lullaby of thy soul
comforts the depths of me.
picturesque valleys of love
consume my spirit.
visions of the purest beauty
enrich the hopes in me.
henceforth the scents of spring
dance upon thy nose.
the purest fragrance
consumes what once bewitched me.
the velvety touch of comfort
implores me to be felt.
a subtle caress
warms what once was dormant within me.
© alysia jan09
The Sense of Spring
the softest melodies of thy heart
sing of truth and beauty.
a lullaby of thy soul
comforts the depths of me.
picturesque valleys of love
consume my spirit.
visions of the purest beauty
enrich the hopes in me.
henceforth the scents of spring
dance upon thy nose.
the purest fragrance
consumes what once bewitched me.
the velvety touch of comfort
implores me to be felt.
a subtle caress
warms what once was dormant within me.
© alysia jan09
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