Fear IS ...

Fear is shivering souls pleading to be freed.

from the death of darkness or the chains of sin.

Fear is alone yet surrounded by the screaming silence.

of a world never travelled but plagued with footprints.

Fear is the sensation of peace in the coming

blocked by towering walls and mazes of serpents.

Fear is unforeseen by the conscious mortal eye;

a hollow place within the soul with its barrier ajar.

Fear exists where the unknowns are alive and aware

of the brave and the bold who can soon be leased in.

Shanna Ramsay 1989

The Jester's Tears

The jester stood amidst the royal autumn trees.

His tears fell like a shower of animated dead leaves.

His colorful soul writhed in pain, the Picture in which he lived seemed insane.

The dark sun int he sky, which shone through the light rain,

It seemed as though reflecting his "Masters! wreak of shame.

And soon he'd have to cheer his Masters' conquest of fear.

The court was growing restless, Cclarions began to fluster.

Evil, Greed, and Jealousy so dark presently needed their jester.

So he went unable to abstain, his Masters! wreak of pain.

Shawn

Finale

Hot sand slips softly

between my toes.

It comforts

Lifeless

Still

Dead

I lie

No coffin, No satin,

No comfort, Can’t see, Can’t move Can’t scream. Only listen To the laughing For eternity. As I lie Lifeless

Still

Dead.

Shanna Ramsay

but does not replace

the empty space

next to me in the sand

Your outline, still fresh

in the sand, fades slowly,

as the hours fly by unnoticed.

Eventually, the water returns,

_ engulfing your vanishing remainder |

as the wet blanket sluggishly

covers me,

my trance is broken And I stand.

Pausing briefly, I stare at the incoming tide. - Hestitantly, I move away, wondering if the tide

will ever go back out.

Tim Wartman

UPEI X-P RESS

October 24, 1991

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