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Issue released date: Jul 9th, 2011

The Traveler's Musings

Foreword

And so this is the initial publication of my poetic sanctuary Poetic Lizzy! "The Traveler's  Musings" issue showcases a collection of some of my free flowing poems that came out straight from the heart. Like my other poems, I tend to use "imagery" to let the readers into my thoughts and right through the scene depicted in each work. Enjoy your reading folks! This is just the beginning of the journey!

Issue Content

The Phantom's Shadow

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Through the dark night on a starless and pale moonlightHe lurks from behind, nowhere to go toJust wandering the streets, hiding from the crowdHis sullen face maskedBut beyond that scarred countenance is a dark pastThat continues to haunt him down.He may be aloof, be misunderstood by silly, shallow peopleDeep down he has a gentle heartYet hardened by great blows he has yet to forget. In each one of us is the phantom’s shadowLonging for more than just empathyWe struggle so much to find our ...

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The Wind Whisperings

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the cool breeze felt by the oceansends shivers through her beingwhile her mind is drifting to a far away placewhere her love issweet whisperings come floating in the aira voice from a far , mellow enough to calm her senses. as she walks barefooted on the white,warm, crystalline sandechoes of the tides dancing become a melodious rhythmcaressing her perturbed soulas her longing for her love becomes unbearablethe days pass her by so slow... the woman found a soft spot by the shorelineher ...

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The Hand That Rocked My Cradle

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Picture this, a mother and her adorable babyWith the setting sun at the backgroundShe helds the tiniest hands as tears fall on her cheeksExpressing the love for her childOverflowing through the deepest core of her heart.The velvety sky with tinges of orange, yellow at the farhorizonMixes with the blue crystal-clear watersSmall waves dancing as if swaying to the rhythm of themother and child's momentAs her feet touches the fine warm, white sand by the shore.The mother's face is likened to that of...

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The Artist By The Shore

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In the still of the nightAll I hear is the slight drizzle by the windowTiny droplets of rain making sounds as they fall on the ground.On this cool July eveningAlone in my room Still can’t bring myself to slumber,My mind starts to wanderHow I long to be in a far away islandFar away from this hustle and hurried lifeLet time stop for a while as I dream on,Walk bare footed on the white sand and watch the tiny waves playing like kidsAs the cold wind sweeps and caresses my warm cheeks.I dream of sit...

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The Poet and His Guitar

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He gathers what he needsHeads down to the green fieldsWith an overcast sky above himThe sun smiling at a distant horizon.Humming breeze, chirping birds on the treesOne said "good day" to himThis little blue robin sitting on a small branch.Armed with a guitar on one handWith a mighty pen and paper on the otherChose a soft spot and sat down underneath an oak treeBegins to breathe in, breathe outAnd feel the beauty spread before his naked eyes.This is what he hoped forA solemn sanctuary away from t...

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