Fan Poetry
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Dark Mother, The Destroyer
Within each heart there is a mirror
Luminescent in the glow
Of all our hopes and dreams and wonders
That reflects all that we know
Within each mirror there's a vision
Darker than the endless night
Of all the nightmares that await us
When, at last, we lose the light
Within each vision there is bleakness
Colder than despair can be
That cracks the shields around our souls
And lets dark death count every beat
Within that bleakness there is nothing
That we can hold to, though we must
And when we falter, losing balance
We fall from high for lack of trust
Within each heart there is a goddess
That devours our souls at last
To end both pain and joy forever
And release us from our past
Within the goddess is true mercy
Such a rarity in this place
And she will keep us when time closes
In her all-embracing grace
-Melissa Sandvick
(Untitled)
I promise myself a tomorrow
that my shadow won't steal away
and the strength to always fly over
the obstacles tossed in my way
like the miracle-workers before me
I stand on the glassy black lake
And think of the things that I'll never
Allow my own darkness to take
-Melissa Sandvick
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breathe out
I don't know how to explain
the way the light fades
in the face of your sorrow
it seems the reaching beams
of the sun
falter in front of your lips
the grass that stretches so green
up to your feet
is dead and bleak where your tears
have fallen
oh, for sorrow
the wind slows
whirls about you
then hastens on its hurried way
I see your questioning expression
but I can't explain
why your eyes are reflecting nothing
I pray
and you never breathe in
-Melissa Sandvick
Angel-Mine
Angel in the morning light
I hate to see you weep
As if every good you've ever done
Can't somehow give you peace
I think, somehow, you cannot see
The grace that you possess
Or else you'd fall to shining dreams
And find your rightful rest
Angel, if you listen close
I'll tell you what you long to hear:
What's bad can't be forgotten
What's good can't be replaced
What's right can't be regretted
What's wrong can't be released
So now, at last, can you see?
Can you find the faith with which to believe?
Forgiven, set free, and gifted a chance
Not remade or in hiding, but back in the dance
Angel, your story is totally clear
And your heart and soul are pure
Necessity is the only evil here
One forgiven, because it's everything real
And you'll heal again with love and time
So stop this crying, angel-mine
-Melissa Sandvick