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now didn't i say that's the way it would happen
and didn't i say that's the way it would be
when will you ever stop scoffing and laughing
and finally admit that i really can see
i was only trying to give you a warning
i was only trying to give you some help
but if your only response is going to be mocking
then i'll just keep my warnings to myself

© 1991-2010 Samantha Greene

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rays of blood fall from the sun
over valleys blackened by fire
as daylight seizes the land
wails and moans waft on breezes rising
from hidden clefts in mountain dark
the pale queen flees her once darkened kingdom
as the fire of truth burns her eyes
and what of her children
the millions
that follow her faithfully from shore to shore
will they share her fate
or will they see that their queen
only reflects the light of the sun

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

And so my dreams just continue to get weirder and weirder...

Storm

What fire now within me burns
As through darkened glass I view the world
And as I watch with childlike wonder
Lightning flashes rolls of thunder
Shake this world and light the sky
But I can only watch and sigh

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

murder

rustle of wings
black feathers fly
hunting and stalking
with ghostly cry
chasing tirelessly
through darkened sky
and waiting for
the midnight strike
to steal your soul
and watch you die

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

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what whispered words did i once breathe
to bring attention from you three
i have no need for your dark charms
and i'll not tremble with alarm
so take from me your lowly tricks
and find another to bewitch

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Witness

With whispering rustle of ebony wings
Crow descends from trees now barren
In raveny speech, crying
In eerie silence, staring
No promises offers Crow
No deals that you may later break
Simply watches for it knows
You've nothing left to pray

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

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You shower me with love unearned
light fire that within me burns
and judge this soul, so very stained
worth more gold than man can weigh
You wrap me in Your warmth and love
and accept me in Your world above
and though i fall and cry unworthy
You shake your head and whisper worthy
"You were created in My name
and all within you I may claim
although I leave the choice to you
(for love freely given is always true)
I never left your side my child
through valleys dark or jungles wild"
and when i awoke, i knew the truth
that love alone shall be the proof

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

haunted

the house was dark and deep
and i should have known better
then to let my curiosity
get the better of me
but off i went alone
to seek the secrets that i sensed
but when i found them
i turned away
only to find
the greater evil
waited behind me

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Snow

I have felt the cold wind;
I have seen the snows flying.
Winter is coming far sooner
Than you could ever imagine.
And you have done nothing to prepare.
Do you expect to find shelter
Simply because you are lost and pathetic?
Do you expect to ignore the love that is offered to you
Until the last moment,
And then run to it as a last resort?
The winter will be cold and deep;
The snow will pile high upon this earth;
And the only place you will find refuge
Is with the one you have turned your back on.
And oh, how you will cry
If he turns his back on you.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

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If I could tell you what I see
Without fearing reprecussions,
I would tell you that
The one you pine for, the one you believe
Doesn't see you that way,
He doesn't just want to be friends.
He's only waiting until he finishes
What he's started,
Before he begins something else.
He'll tell you how he feels soon enough,
And you will have the children you long for...
In a little town in Illinois
You'll find the happiness you desire.
And the end you resist so strongly
Is not coming nearly as quickly as you fear
Nor half so painfully as you dread.
But I don't suppose you'd believe me
Even if I dared to speak.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Upward Exit

He doesn't answer when I call;
And I worry.
He doesn't reply to my emails;
And I worry.
He may only be ignoring me
For some imagined slight.
But I worry somehow
That something isn't right.
For years ago, they told me
Something I'd rather not know.
I may not know the day;
But I do know the road...
I may not know the hour;
But I do know the result...
And though I tried to tell him
He simply won't believe;
And so I simply wait and worry
And wish I hadn't seen.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

in the shadows

i looked into the darkness
and i saw
the eagle
one head looked to the sun
one head looked to the moon
it held a scimitar
it fed on others
smaller than itself
and then
it saw the star
and rage filled its heart
it rained down fire on the land
and judgment began

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Vision

I saw the truth...
I saw beyond the stars...
I saw what others
Could not,
Would not,
See.
I saw what was beyond...
And somehow,
It made sense
That it was
Nothing.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Shadows

lock your doors
and stay inside tonight
for the night is dark and deep
and you have no idea
what lurks in the shadows
what peers in
through your windows
what watches you
as you walk
through your
brightly lit house
you have no idea what waits
with endless hunger
for you to step outside
lock your doors
and stay inside
the shadows have come alive
and they want
your heart

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Arendiwanen

The Tall Men are walking again.
The Shadow Dwellers are becoming braver.
They feed on fear and uncertainty,
but I fear them not.
The fearsome faces they show
are only masks
to hide their weaknesses.
Begone False Face;
Begone Shadow Dweller.
I walk with the Tall Men.
And you have no power here.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

The Soccer Mom

Her day started out so beautifully.
She got the children out of bed.
"Brush your teeth and wash your face."
She got them dressed and fed.
She told them to be good at school
And bring home little gold stars.
She gathered kids, books and homework
And put them in the car.
She drove them all to school
And dropped them at the curb.
She kissed their cheeks and smoothed their hair.
"Have a good day," she urged.

She turned the car toward the city
With thoughts of her husband, John.
I don't know the name of the interstate
Or which ramp she got on.
I know she sang along with the radio,
Some sweet song of love gone wrong.
She set the car on cruise control
And hurried right along.

When the truck in front swerved,
She couldn't react in time.
She tried to jerk the wheel around
And I heard her brakes whine.
She didn't have the time
That reaction would require.
And the metal in the road
Bit deep into her tires.
The brakes squealed in outrage
And she cried out in fear.
Her car was doing sixty
When she ran into the pier.
There was a crash like rising thunder.
I heard her cry out a name.
Powerless, I smelled the fumes
And saw the first flicker of flames.
I saw her through the window.
I saw her still awake.
As the fire consumed her body
And fed upon her face.

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

This was actually a nightmare of mine and it was one of the worst I've ever had. Because in the dream, I *was* that woman. I'm not sure what made me dream this, but I didn't sleep for three nights after.

Rage In Storm

The thunder calls my name
As lightning clears my path
The night slowly changing
There is no turning back
Time has abandoned us
The past has returned
To haunt, mercilessly
I am lost in the storm
That rages in my heart

12 September 1994

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Nightmare

Running in a black void
From something I cannot see
Wild with fear I run
A black hand reaches for me
I awaken in a cold sweat
Fall asleep again
Only to begin again
Running in a black void
From something I cannot see

April 1991

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Voices II

I cannot sleep
The voices --
Oh the voices
I close my eyes
The cruel taunting blows
The assaults; the taunts
They torment me
I cannot rest
I cannot run
I cannot hide
The tease me
For my weaknesses
They ridicule me
For my strengths
They whisper
Lies
Taunts
Threats
Promises
Destined to move through life
In a restless daze
No rest
No peace
No solace
No love
No life
Damn the voices
Damn them all

22 April 1996

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene

Hear The Voices

Hear the voices, little girl
They speak to you
From the darkness
From the void
From behind the wall
Hear the voices, little girl
They curse your name
They curse your blood
They curse your heart
Hear the voices, little girl
They want your freedom
They want your love
They want your soul
Hear the voices, little girl
They hate you
They despise you
And they will kill you
Hear the voices, little girl
Listen well

15 August 1995

© 1991-2009 Samantha Greene