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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 5:59 pm
Oh, great heavens, open your eyes Shine upon us your golden light Wake us from this eternal sleep Guide us as we spend our days
Oh, brave Athena, tell what you know Teach us the ways we must live Oh, kind Apollo, give us the heart Show us the music that exists
Oh, gentle Hera, show us the way Teach us to rule in our might Oh, good Zeus, guide us from sin Send us to the world of the gods
I found this wandering around in one of my notebooks. I like it a lot, but I wanted some critisism.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 9:46 pm
Artemis, your arrows, Show us how to bow 'em. Persephone, your flowers, Show us how to grow 'em. Any special gifts you have, Be generous bestow 'em!
'Cus Power isn't something that you keep to yourself. It's not a trophy that you put on a shelf. Power is a gift that can lift your spirits. Let it echo from Olympus so that everyone can hear it! (So that everyone can hear it.)
If you Share the power then the sky's the limit! Open up your heart and start To share the joy within it! If you broaden your horizons, It's surprising what's out there.
The sky's the limit if you share!
-That's from Look Out, Olympus! You'd like that musical.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 4:43 pm
I'd like to go see that one day. From the blurb, it seems interesting.
Acctually, the poem was a cause of a death to someone I loved, and I've been really emo since.
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:42 pm
You killed someone with your poem? I didn't think it was that bad. It wasn't a great read, either. I'm sorry.
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Posted: Wed Feb 28, 2007 2:34 pm
No, they died, and I created a poem after their death.
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