posted July 30, 2005 08:57 PM         

A deep strumming rythym
From dark poetic pastures,
Your faith in listening
Uncover's old wound's.

Armour now fractured
A crack in my mirror,
healing the heartaches
Sun ray's start to shine.

Now wearing a cloak
Of lite freedom feathers
Understanding the meaning
Of who is a friend.

when i first started to write poetry
it was about 3 or 2 years ago
i used to write to a friend
and it was really just emotional garbage
so this is for her.