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Starman

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About Me

Hey all i'm Jon I love drawing, writing, photography and all that art stuff. I hope to one day become a famous Screenwriter and Director. I'm very into nature, and a very romantic guy... i'll try to post poetry at least every week, but check out what i already have and tell me your thoughts on it. Thanks all.
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Dreams (Vol 2)

The stars cast across the sky. Am I here or have I died, stairs to the stars we seldom ride. But once upon a moonlit night, I cast the real from my mind, and left toward a swirling star. There in the...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Dec 2008 22:23:00 GMT

Dreams (vol 1)

The street I followed toward the town square, and what was there? it was a castle, so big, so tall, reaching toward the grey sky. Filled with great red halls, I stepped on marble floors, across the gr...
Posted by on Thu, 10 Jan 2008 19:01:00 GMT

Blind.

Can we fight our fears, when they whisper in our ears? "fear me" Can we reach the light when we are forced to fight? "for he" Can we sing a song when all love is gone? "dear me"  Ilu...
Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 14:53:00 GMT

Infinite Confusion...

the everlasting gate of infinite choices obsessed with the casual contacts that once were carried over a solemn sky and wildly casting a favorable glow above into the natural echoes that if we could ...
Posted by on Thu, 25 Oct 2007 22:37:00 GMT

Stealer Of Souls

The sand tossed and swirled in the blazing sun, the waves of heat floated in the distance, as if it were a burning ocean of air. The distance was composed of the mounds and hills and the skies reflec...
Posted by on Sun, 21 Oct 2007 19:31:00 GMT

Politician Park..

The cool autumn wind kisses the fountain and the dying trees at the center of the park. The twisted vines creep along the walls of the small structures, the labyrinth was dull all of the year, its wal...
Posted by on Sat, 06 Oct 2007 09:58:00 GMT

The Cloud...

A cloud covers the city, it blackened with the greed and hate that bore it. the many people carry on about their evening, showing no attention to the darkness growing overhead. on a corner, a man sits...
Posted by on Mon, 17 Sep 2007 19:23:00 GMT

Classified

We see the hate, the wars.. it consumes our minds, our hearts.. what can we believe? when all is lost and the world is a giant sea of confusion. Our leaders are fools, they lead with devilish greed, a...
Posted by on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 20:56:00 GMT

The Land Of The Lost.

The lost people wander along the hills, about the seas of sand. They.. who are they? They are the ones that have been lost, between earth, between death. They stand, and fall, and sit. Some cry, some...
Posted by on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 20:20:00 GMT

The Sea Of Stars

An open eye gazes upon what could have been seen, gazing into the darkness. A spiraling sun falls through the distance whispering cries of loss and despair.. A traveling trader walks with a ...
Posted by on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 10:08:00 GMT