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o MAY GOD ( The Anaphora Style )

o EACH NIGHT AND DAY ( The Pantoum Style )

o OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST WILL RETURN ( The Celtic Cross Style )

o LOVE LIKE HIS NO OTHER ( The Whitney Style )

o LOVE FAITH PEACE AND HOPE ( The Retourne Style )



o ASK THE MASTER ( The Quatrain Style )

o LIKE JESUS CHRIST NO ONE ( The Monotetra Style )

o THE CURSE ( Part 2 ) The 5-7-5 / Narrative / Story Style )

o THE CURSE ( Part 1 ) The 5-7-5 / Narrative / Story Style )

o FRODO'S GOOD-BYE ( The Free Style )

o BEAUTIFUL IS LOVE ( The Blitz Poem )

o YOU DECIDE ( The Monchielle Style )

o WRITING POETRY ( George's Hourglass Style )

o UNFORGETTABLE MEMORIES ( The Triolet Style )

o WITH JESUS CHRIST THE SON OF GOD ( The Free Style )

o MORE AND MORE ( The Chain Style )

o SAME LIFE SPINNING ( The Blitz Style )

o JONATHAN FRID - AKA BARNABAS COLLINS ( The Acrostic Style )

o HIS LOVE IS THE BEST ( The Acrostic / Dodoitsu Style )

o NATURES GREAT GIFT FROM GOD ( The Cinquin Style )

o YOU ARE PRECIOUS ( The Sonnet Style )

o GOD IS THE BEST ( The Rhyming Couplet )

o VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR WISHES TO YOU ( The Whitney Style )

o VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR 2024 ( The Senryu Style )

o JESUS CHRIST WILL RETURN ( The Celtic Cross Style )

o CHRISTMAS TIME AGAIN ( The Cameo Style )

o TRIALS AND PAIN ( The Free Style )

o PETER AND ALICE ( Short Story)

o PUMPKIN PIE ( The Epulaeryu Style )

o MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU ( The Tree Style )

o SO MANY DON'T REALLY KNOW ( The Free Style )

o MY CHRISTMAS WISHES TO YOU ( The Hybrid Concrete Candle Style )



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THE  HOUSE  (  Sonnet )










sigs by
skinny







~The  House ~
( Sonnet)



Silence sheltered, came out by the night,
Sullen passages, scurried 'round like scared  bird,
And past the gates of the big house, to the right,
Sat a creature,overwhelmed, by deep grief.
What was it that caused this figure's pain?
Creeping shadows revolved 'round and buried deep.
Unnamed,unholy shadows, raised up by all means.
As all of sudden the wind, also started to weep...
The solitary creature, gazed up then, the sky
And remembers all those wonderful days of old,
When children's laughters brightened the day,
And when certain things, weighted more, than gold.
Now the house  is silent, so much has changed,
As the wind starts to moan,all over the dead...


Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000
copyright@2005






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