From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Tue Oct 16 21:41:21 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA21465; Tue, 16 Oct 90 21:40:56 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA11891; Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:45:32 MDT Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA27349; Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:39:12 19 Date: Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:39:12 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9010161939.AA27349@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR *The Hang Man* Standing on the bridge of darkness He stood within the shadows A man cloaked in blackness Stood before the gallows And he wondered of the sins of the past And hoped these days were not his last. As he stepped below the dangling ropes, He finally gave up his hope And as the rope tightened around his neck He thought to himself, I'm off to heaven, so what the heck So he jumped off that bridge And dangled there,...over the edge And if you looked, a smile was seen On his face, as if he had jumped, to meet his dreams... *playing in angel dust* Playing in angel dust Some say it is a must And as they fly up in the sky Slowly their brains and bodies die So if you find playing is a must Please don't do it in angel dust.... *DERBEAR'S POEMS* Hidding out among the trees Giving pots of honey from some bees Giving Giant Bear *hugs* Is his idea of fun To unsuspecting unicorns Standing in the sun. But when he gets licked to death It really is quite a mess And every golden brown hair Stands straight up in the air Then he gives the unicorn a *energy*pop*& And disapears into the bush, With a *HOP* *Memories* As the photo albumn becomes full And all the memories are included The friendships go away But their memories will always stay If pictures speak a thousand words Then they hold a million memories Of things that have come and gone And of things yet to be born. And with every passing day Looking back at the pictures... the memories are replayed.... *Winters Coming* The Day is shining bright With the golden sun light And the aspen leaves are turning gold And the mountains are covered with snow And as winter starts getting near It becomes the festival time of year And the birds are heading south As we all decorate our house.. *Who Am I* In Hawaii I am "Keki" In Spain I am "Alicia" In America I am "Stacy" In Dreams I am "Blackmist" And in Finland I am "Mustap!ly" Who am I? Who could I be? Do you know? No, I did not think so. And if i said Aloha, Then I am Keki But am I still me? And if I was Stacy? Would you say "Who is she?" From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Tue Oct 16 21:41:07 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA21464; Tue, 16 Oct 90 21:40:56 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA11850; Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:45:30 MDT Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA27345; Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:39:10 19 Date: Tue, 16 Oct 90 13:39:10 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9010161939.AA27345@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR *good night* The night will end, the day begins and the dreams will be no more till we meet again, may you dream well until the nightmare returns from her sleeping hell good day and good night and sleep well my far away knight *Imagination* How can you draw? what you can not see how can you see what can not be? In this universe or the next some people would say "theres no unicorns i bet" *drum riddle* What beats? yet as no heart what has legs? but can not walk what makes noise? but never talks a drum. *wandering dreams* the dream shifts the river flows the mist splits and the world turns slow and i wonder where all the dreams did go? *sands of time* As I walk across the sands of time I see my heart in my minds eye. As the wind sweeps across the sands Wiping away my steps before I make them As my foot prints disapear As if I was never there And I hear the wind laugh As it wipes away my past.... *friends..or not friends?* One by one they come together Then they leave forever Will I ever see them again? NO...cause they are no longer my friends. *my cat* Purr my silly cat sitting in my lap with a scratch behind the ear you purr so loud, all can hear.. and your fur is so long and soft.. and with a spring you are off... and i hope you never get lost.... *FIRE* Where's the center? Where's the front? How do i get out when its all around? How can a single spark Somewhere in the park Set the world alight And make the sky black as night? "Oh someone please help me" Make it through this firey night... *the sphynx* The sphynx must ask he the one who must answer her riddle three about the one who walks on 4, then 2, then 3 will he know the answer? even though it is he? if he doesn't know, then she must kill he. who is the answer to her riddle three... (stupid i know..but oh well) From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Wed Oct 24 03:04:26 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA11188; Wed, 24 Oct 90 03:04:13 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA04337; Tue, 23 Oct 90 19:08:51 MDT Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA13660; Tue, 23 Oct 90 19:02:22 19 Date: Tue, 23 Oct 90 19:02:22 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9010240102.AA13660@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR *Searching* Searching through the mist of love I wonder what I'll find A broken heart, A string of lies A wall to block my mind's searching eye And if I break the wall apart Would I find your heart Or would i find an empty space and a faded memory, of your face? *The FriendShip Necklaces* Best friends is what it said. One half silver, one half gold Put them together, and they are whole The silver half was for my brother The gold for my sister And as time went by, they lost their halfs As our friendships, became part of the past. There were four pieces in whole Two friendships to behold And the pieces were interchangable Kind of like a friendship cable Mine fit his, his fit hers, hers fit mine. But their pieces were lost in time. All thats left are the silver and gold The ones that i still hold Hanging on my wall On a chain for all to see Two friendships that can no longer be. *the world* Crystal dreams and flower streams running through the world The clouds of white and the sweet star light make this a brighter world and the snow upon the plains erase all the hurt and pain and make this a silver white world And the sun will shine so bright and make the peoples heart be light and its another day in a golden world From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Wed Oct 31 03:16:44 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA22107; Wed, 31 Oct 90 03:16:35 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00567; Tue, 30 Oct 90 18:21:14 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29312; Tue, 30 Oct 90 17:45:02 19 Date: Tue, 30 Oct 90 17:45:02 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9010310045.AA29312@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR *BLAZE THE COPPER UNICORN* As the twighlite began to fade.. and the new day was made.. and before the blazing sun apeared a copper one burning in the flames... with a firey red mane... Burning with a inner glow... seaming to be made of copper gold... and to the devil his soul was sold for the love of one held so dear a werebitch daring not to fear for the love to each other was forbade... and the tangled knot of love were made.. for the unicorn of the copper sun... fell in love with the forbidden one... with the long silver hair... his beautiful maiden fair.... and before the eyes of god he asked for the hand of the one he loved a silver maned lass of breeding age... never ever to be kept within a cage... to roam the world free as she was born To forever be with her love...THE Copper unicorn From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Wed Nov 7 02:08:13 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA18967; Wed, 7 Nov 90 02:07:51 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA28798; Tue, 6 Nov 90 17:12:25 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA28463; Tue, 6 Nov 90 17:05:36 19 Date: Tue, 6 Nov 90 17:05:36 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9011070005.AA28463@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR ***Tribute to the unicorn* Black Mist swirls all around... Twisted bodies on the bloody ground Standing with its shining horn On the broken plains, the unicorn with noble eyes it looks ahead tears of blood have now been shed, with eyes that see what mortals can't precieve she watches the spirits wander, across the black mist sea... with the white shining horn she leads them to where she was born A beacon of magic light A creature of splendid might She can but point the way but she alone must stay for the unicorn leads the way to the light but must remain in this world of night that was decreed in the past... she was the very first.. She would be the very last.... ***THE PRISONER*** He stood there bound in metal chains... Proud of his heritage and his blood red mane... he threatened those that came to hurt... and called him a muscle bound brut.. For even in chains he was a menice to all With a single swing of his horns, an enemy would fall and if his hands were free of the cahins.. his long claws would soon be blood stained.. and if the chain ball around his leg was removed... I wonder how much damage he could do with those sharp hoofs and as I reach for the keys, he eyes me wearily... as I got close I said to him... I'm setting you free...I'm a friend and with a click, I released the beast... There came a bellow, that made the blood freeze.. and he fell upon his captors..like a mad man and killed every single one of them He stepped on one with his hoofs, and gored another with his horns... with a strength that only his kind are born and tore the rest limb from limb or just smashed their heads in then when all was done and through then he turned to me, and to my amazement, he spoke... Thank you my friend, for what you have done.. and I shall forever be indept to you, I owe you one If you ever need me..just speak my name... and with that he left, the Minotaur, with the red blood mane and the deepest part of my heart.. wished that he had not departed... **THE wall around the hearts**** does he love me.. does he care.. I wonder about these things.. as I sit and stare into the emptyness of his heart.. looking for just a part... looking into the depths of his eyes.. but afraid of what I might find.. will I find the joy and love I long for.. Or will I run into that brick wall against love.. the wall I run into so many times... and I wonder why I try because no matter how much I try to break it down. it remains solid..just like the ground but as I turn and look at myself I also see the wall that I have built... not so sturdy or so big but none the less it is there.. and I see the nicks and chips around the edges.. and I wonder who's been knocking on my wall.... did they give up trying cause it was there... gave up trying to find the heart hidden back there and I see the new bricks built upon the nicks.. was it built higher to keep away the hurt to keep out the love that was trying to break the wall apart? and as I look, I know its true.. I lost a love...as I will soon loose you all because of the walls around the hearts... and the gates...we always keep locked... ***THE HIDDEN SECRET?* As I look into your eyes of blue green.... I look into a misty sea.. I can not see what lays beyond what was there, what was gone as I wander in the mist I hear a faint HIsssss.. and I stop in fear of what I'll find with in the depths of your mind so I run away from this this thing hidden in the mist.. afraid of what lays in there a creature that does not care? a creature tht strikes at those that dare to break through the mist to its lair.. and what does it protect? your heart I bet from ever being found.. or tied down like a hound.. and so I leave your misty sea's To leave your heart..the way you want it to be... ***THE GALLOW**** In the mist I follow In the mist I lead.. I'm heading for the gallow would you come with me... I go to meet my fate.. or to just demonstrate... I'm heading for the gallow to swing beneath the tree.. which will be so much fun.. will you come with me?? You know the truth of what I did And yet you will not listen.. Will you just speak to them They know not what they are missing... Will you come with me.... Today I head for the gallow I love the horse beneath my knees... He's so shiny black and head held high... Will you come with me? Now I'm at the gallows.. and you still have not spoke your deed.. and the multitude do not believe in me.. and for this deed you let me die... Well, You will have to live the lie... You will not come with me?? The ropes beneath the gallow sing of love gone bad.. then with a slap my stallion jumped... and set my spirit free.. and I ask you one last time ... Why did you not come with me? ****Angel of death*** Late into the night I weep... for I can not sleep.. you are so far away.. and I hope you're okay.. and as I look I see him now And angel in a blacken gown... He summons that its time to go But does he really know That I wish to stay To see one more day To catch one more glimps of the Pink sunrise Or look deep into your blue green eyes... No . He does not care of this... And he will not grant me my final wish And so I weep this night... For I leave with the angel of death At Midnight.... From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Sat Nov 10 01:40:47 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA14637; Sat, 10 Nov 90 01:40:37 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA18362; Fri, 9 Nov 90 16:45:35 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA13946; Fri, 9 Nov 90 16:38:43 19 Date: Fri, 9 Nov 90 16:38:43 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9011092338.AA13946@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR ******* THIS IS THE VERY LAST EDITION OF BLACKMIST POEMS******* This will make my collection exactly 100 poems...after this i will write no more (for a little while)... so i hope you enjoyed my poem rampage...and i hope you will send me a birthday card.... I turn 19 December 3rd.... I would love to get some b-day card if you feel inclined to send me one... my address is... Stacy Quackenbush 2531 W 101st Place Federal Heights, Colorado 80221 my phone number if your crazy enough to call 1-303-466-5301 you need to talk to the machine..i monitor all phone calls.. just say Stacy this is ..... Thank you very much... see you after christmas break...... The Black Dreaming Unicorn BlackMist ****SLVRMANE******** (yet another poem about lancelot) Blackwolf with the silver blaze Walking through the misty maze Seaching for the night horn Known as the black unicorn And in the center of the maze He stopped, shocked at what met his gaze A young girl in a black gown With a chain of gold, tied to the ground. What do you want she asked of him.. Are you foe or friend.... "I'm looking for night horn Can you help me find the black unicorn?" If you'll break these chains I'll take you to miss goldy mane As he closed his eyes and bit through the chain.. He looked up and saw a black unicorn with a golden mane.. She said "thank you for freeing me, What may I ask do you need?" had a spell cast on me And only unicorn magic can set me free "No sooner said than done" As she taped him with her Black Crysal Horn He shook his coat and changed... Into a black unicorn with a white mane He said to her "thank you lady fair... I'm SlvrBlaze as you can see.. And once again my lady fair... I thank thee for freeing me... And so you see them now at night... One of gold and one of silver... Both black as midnight.. *suicide* I wish I was dead Is what she said, why should I live, they don't care I'm just another person living here I can come and go and they would never know she does not know who she'll hurt in the end not only her family, but her friends and so she took a knife from the table and cut deep into her life cable.. She slit her wrist not once but twice and as she drained away her life and then a voice called out to her but she was far to gone to have heard. the cries of those that cared... the ones that had always been there.. *his touch was so tender* His touch was so tender His touch I barely felt His love was but a whisper And the stone heart he did melt.. His touch was so soft His touch i'm sure was there Kissed my cheek so lightly Running fingers through my hair His touch was but a whisper His touch was but air And as i turned in wonder But he was no longer there His touch was with but ghostly fingers His touch, a petal in the breeze And as the rose I long to be.. His gentle touch will set me free.... *tiny feet* As my soul takes flight from the world I see a tiny little girl playing in the dirty street with not a thing to eat.. and as the years fly by I watch the girl with my ghostly eyes With ghostly hands to guide her feet Away from the life on the street And as she became a respected lady.. she got married and had a baby.. and once again I see, A child in the dirty street.. With thoses little tiny feet..... *Drugs?* Drugs, what are they good for.. absolutely nothing.. You use them up.. they bring you down.. and you run your life into the ground Get it straight.. you know the way.. to make sure you get to see... yet another beautiful day.. Drugs are bad, you know its true... cause if you use to many, when the night is through... You'll be dead...it is the end.. there is no coming back ever again.. ***BAR MAIDENS BAR*** Barmaiden runs her bar each day watching all the people stray wandering in and out her channel doors.. as she makes another PMS Drink that they so adore... And the Bouncer goes around Knocking people to the ground.. And the Waiter Magically apears.. And arranges all the chairs.. He escorts all the people in... and asks them what they want that night And lancelot cooks in the Kitchen.. And the mess in the kitchen is quite a sight... And as barmaiden closes down.... She makes sure no one is left around.... *********************FINAL BLACKMIST POEM********************************** This is number 100 this is the last.... This is my final poem and this you must believe for 100 is the highest number That I can concieve.. I hope you've had your fill Of poems of danger and thrill of love gone bad and things that were sad.. For this is the last my friends And Hell File Is at an end.. And if I sin.. and write again.... Hell2 will be born. And there will be more strange poems.. >From the Black Dreaming Unicorn And Hell Will be started again... The beginning and another end.... ********************** NOVEMBER 9, 1990 THE ENDING OF HELL FILE*************** *and there was much rejoicing* From @po10.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+orgs@andrew.cmu.edu Tue Nov 13 20:32:21 1990 Received: from po10.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA27577; Tue, 13 Nov 90 20:32:11 +0200 Received: by po10.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:10:36 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+/afs/andrew.cmu.edu/usr4/sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu; Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:10:32 -0500 (EST) Received: from lovell.res.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:06:50 -0500 (EST) Received: from lovell.res.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:05:30 -0500 (EST) Received: from Messages.7.8.N.CUILIB.3.45.SNAP.NOT.LINKED.lovell.res.andrew.cmu.edu.pmax.3 via MS.5.6.lovell.res.andrew.cmu.edu.pmax_3; Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:05:29 -0500 (EST) Message-Id: Date: Tue, 13 Nov 90 13:05:29 -0500 (EST) From: Sanjay Khanna To: +dist+/afs/andrew.cmu.edu/usr4/sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Subject: POEMS Status: OR Date: Tue, 13 Nov 90 08:56:27 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) This is actually from Stacy (BlackMist). The distribution list had an error in it, so I had to correct it and send it out. Any requests for additions / removals / change of address for this list should be mailed to me at the following address: sk2z+orgs@andrew.cmu.edu Sanjay (kaun) ----- Beginning of Stacy's message ----- GREETINGS FROM BLACKMIST this is a letter to notify you, that you are now on a Mailing list where everyone who is interested in spreading their poems around will send their poems to here...and then they will be mailed to you if you do not want your mail box flooded with poems/stories/ect, mail me... squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu and i will have you removed from this list... if you wish for your poems to be send out to everyone for viewing, mail to +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu THIS IS THE BEGINING OF THE IRC POET SOCIETY... unless someone comes up with a better name Thank you for your time... And send me a birthday card...birday is December 3rd... and i will be 19 Stacy Quackenbush 2531 w. 101st Place Federal Heights, Colorado 80221 THE BLACK UNICORN, the IRC POET wishes you a good day and happy dreams ---------------- From @po5.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+orgs@andrew.cmu.edu Thu Nov 22 01:54:36 1990 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA15124; Thu, 22 Nov 90 01:54:26 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 21 Nov 90 18:35:50 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 21 Nov 90 18:35:48 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 21 Nov 90 18:31:04 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 21 Nov 90 18:30:23 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA10990; Wed, 21 Nov 90 16:34:03 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA28598; Wed, 21 Nov 90 16:26:50 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9011212326.AA28598@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: BYE ALL!!! To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Date: Wed, 21 Nov 90 16:26:49 MST X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL4] Status: OR Hello...this is BlackMist/NightMare/ Golddrake I would just like to request that no one e-mail me during the next month and a half...I will be off irc and everything else as of today...wendsday the 21st of november till sometime in january. I'm out of here...i'm on my winter break YEAH!!! I WISH YOU A HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!!!!!! MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!! and HAPPY NEW YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! have a nice winter break..and i hope to hear from you sooner or later..or see you when i come back from Rhode Island and florida.. HOWEVER: if you wish to snail mail me (USA MAIL) you are more than welcome to do so... If you can please send a photograph of yourself if you have not already done so.... my home address Stacy Quackenbush 2531 w. 101st Place Federal Heights, Colorado 80221 also if you are strange enough to waste the money to call, here is my phone number. 1-303-466-5301 YOU MUST SPEAK TO the answering machine..We Monitor all phone calls so if you wish to talk to me, after the beep just say thank you for your time... and i hope to here from you soon.... PLEASE DO NOT RESPOND TO THIS LETTER VIA E-MAIL...THANK YOU... BlackMist Nightmare the Master of dreams Golddrake The sleeping Dragon. *HUG* *KISS* *HUG* *KISS* *HUG* *KISS* *HUG* *KISS* *HUG* *KISS* *HUG* *KISS* BYE till next we meet...*The Unicorns of dreams salutes you* PS: my b-day is december 3rd..i'll be 19 so if you would like to..then please send me a b-day card..thank you... bye bye Stacy From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Sun Dec 30 20:37:54 1990 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA27827; Sun, 30 Dec 90 20:37:49 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA20501; Sun, 30 Dec 90 11:37:50 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA04435; Sun, 30 Dec 90 11:35:43 19 Date: Sun, 30 Dec 90 11:35:43 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9012301835.AA04435@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR ***********THE NEW BATCH OF POEMS BY BLACKMIST THE CRAZY UNICORN********** 12/30/90 Hope you enjoy them.. bye bye BACK TO SCHOOL AGAIN? So the holiday season ends and its back to school again back to the food you really hate.. and all the teachers are irrate... and so I welcome you back again and good luck my distant friends.. hope the year goes well for you.. in this Brand NEW YEAR in school... *Presious Gem/ heart of stone* A gem is but a stone till someone makes it presious it is but a simple rock till you hold it dear to your heart and so you took this heart of stone and with tender loving care revealed the sparkling beauty lying there behind its many facets it hides the shining joy from all human eyes till a spark of light of love reveals the beauty behind the stone and so a gem is but a stone till you make it presious so I give this heart to thee as long as you will love me ****forbidden love?**** forbidden love the passion breaks standing before the stone made gate love is out there beyond the gates forbidden as it is... man wishes to make it his and if the lock he breaks and breaks the seal on the stony gate then love is his forever after for his heart now has a master to torture him till the end of life by someone called his wife 12/5/90 ****Golden Feet**** Golden feet fly across the sky and you hear a whispered "goodbye" and as you stare in the stary light the black unicorn flicks out of sight leaving you to gaze in wonder at the unicorn's splendor. 12/5/90 *****holiday greetings from us****** The unicorn that's shiny white and the unicorn that walks at night wish you a happy holiday and a wonderful new years day may the stars be bright and your spirits light the snow crystal white on this Special Christmas Night 12/10/90 *Silence Rules in Hell* Silence rules in Hell and no one speaks a word walking towards the blackish well joining the black mare`s herd... Silence rules in Hell as the gates slowly close All hear the distant bell as the NightMare blows her horn... Silence rules in Hell and death will rise again Deep from with in her midnight shell she will come.. when the day is at its end.... *Snow Flakes* Snow drifts gently down fluffy soft and white A blanket on the ground reflecting the moon light so pure it seems to be shining in the night like my heart once use to be glittering so heavenly bright The snow drifts gently down covering all my fears Like a blanket of goosy down filling me with warmth and care Each star a single flake falling on the land Beauty for all to take but yet I understand... From @po9.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+@andrew.cmu.edu Fri Jan 11 02:29:25 1991 Received: from po9.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA03993; Fri, 11 Jan 91 02:28:52 +0200 Received: by po9.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 10 Jan 91 19:00:18 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 10 Jan 91 19:00:05 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:54:41 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:54:32 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA13922; Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:53 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA17035; Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:19 19 Date: Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:19 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101102352.AA17035@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR JUNK POEMS BY BLACKMIST>>>read at your own risk: thank you: ************************************************************************ as i enter this ancient place of leaning I feel a presence stirring back into the chamber turning the candles forever burning my heart is forever yearning for this life to end its turning so i leave the chamber, burning. ****** power you may steal love you just might feel if your gentle and kind my heart you just might find driven by the power at this lust full hour if all you do is lust then this love is but dust Power you will lose and have nothing but your shoes and my heart would be mine cause my love you did not find. 12/5/90 *********************** on the dark side of the moon or the dark side of the heart what is the difference how do you tell them apart both have a hidden side a light and a dark dark secrets the heart does hide revealing only the lighter part on the dark side of the moon where the spirits hide or the dark side of the heart, where the secrets lie so many secrets are hidden there hidden from so many prying eyes lying to those that really care and soon the heart will die. 12/30/90 ******* once upon a midnight dreary walking across a frozen prairy while I ponder weak and weary searching for the midnight fairy I wounder where she could be and if she is looking for me and so I search the night for thee my beautiful midnight fairy. 12/30/90 *********** **GOLD FEET part 2**** Golden feet fly across the sky and you hear a whispered goodbye and as you stare in the stary light the black unicorn flicks out of sight leaving you to gaze in wonder at the unicorn`s splendor and close bye you hear a nicker and get tickled bye some whiskers and as you turn to look and see you are alone, just you, yourself, and thee.. 12/5/90 ************ the key the lock what will open ths stone made lock cold to the touch and made of rock a well kept secret a stone locked heart to break the lock you need the key... but the key is lost don`t you see.. and so the heart remains well locked for even time can not break hearts of rock 12/30/90 *********************** Multible verses for "Silence Rules In HELL" Silence rules in hell and no one spoke a word all came to see.. the Mystical Nightmare herd And all the days they spend watching the days go by for in the day light all Nightmares hide. Silence rules in hell and all the world is quiet thinking of all the times gone by when the world was a riot Silence rules in hell A pin was heard within the hall for all could hear the little pin. as it echoed off the walls walking through the gates of hell and silence is my guest with all the people here there could be a winterfest. but it is hot within theses walls and all the peoples spirits fall.... Silence rules in hell all the words are said and all the people here are among the living dead with this they live in silence all the dead and living all the spirits have gone away and the bodies go on dreaming. ***** the void is my own the place I call my home and in the darkness of my heart the world is split apart I pass the aging light and wander in this night this is my home you see for there is no place that wants me. From @po10.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+@andrew.cmu.edu Fri Jan 11 02:41:34 1991 Received: from po10.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA04045; Fri, 11 Jan 91 02:41:10 +0200 Received: by po10.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:58:59 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:58:52 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:54:41 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 10 Jan 91 18:54:31 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA13918; Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:50 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA17031; Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:16 19 Date: Thu, 10 Jan 91 16:52:16 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101102352.AA17031@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O GREETINGS FROM THE BLACK DREAMING UNICORN OF HELL (BLACKMIST) I am Quiting the poem business. and I do not know when I will start back up.. but these are the newest poems that i have come up with.. also there is a junk file I am sending with this.. those are the poems I do not consider worth mailing..but am mailing anyways. But I hope you like both files..even if i do not really like the Junk File. Also I am still incharge of The IRC POET SOCIETY so if you have anything Please mail them.. thank you.. See You around the world or on the net Love always BlackMist.. the black dreaming unicorn Stacy *************************************************************************** *** Unicorn's Familiar*** white as lightning and just as blinding the panter of snow white from the distant northern heights a creature of magic to please his master the mysterious white lady with the ringing laughter laying by her side with his ever watchful eyes and with Reeses the little gnome he tumbles and plays in the snow. and the lady laughs as they play and takes a piece of chocolate from a tray *****WANDERER'S POEM***** I wander through my life there's no place I belong wander, wander, wandering looking for my home. Down this road I travel many roads I've seen Through this life I wander looking for the fields of green Walk, Walk, Walking down this road I go Heading for my future and wonder what it holds Will I find the home I seak. or the friends I long to have Or will I keep wandering these streets And walking this lonely path?.. 1/10/90 (last poem) *Musical Stories***** listen to the music and tell me what it says does it say that life is great or that all the world is sad know what you are saying as you sing out all the words listen to what you are saying do you know, I doubt it what is the story behind the words what is the message they want you to learn listen to the music it is there to let you know that all the world is not happy nor is it made of gold 12/30/90 }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} **Icey Ride*** slip and slide across the ice I fly beneath the powdered snow the ice does not show you go to stop and things go crashing and the last thing you hear, is bones snapping and so on this ice I lie beneath this snow, I die what fun it is to slip and slide as my spirit flies. 12/30/90 {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ Music story 2 cause someone said one was not long enough *MUSICAL STORIES 2***** listen to the music and tell me what it says does it say that life is great or that all the world is sad know what you are saying as you sing out all the words listen to what you are saying do you know, I doubt it what is the story behind the words what is the message they want you to learn listen to the music it is there to let you know that all the world is not happy nor is it made of gold Listen to the music for the words are true the world is no longer green and the sky is not blue The sea was greenish blue now it is inky black and the children of the world are dying from a rock called crack so listen to the music and learn their hidden meaning Let the children play and sing and never give up dreaming. 1/4/90 ** a question for a question**** can unicorns play music with their horns? I hear that they can The unicorn taped her hoofs in impatients. as if she understands. then a melody erupted into the air as if it came from no where and filled the world with peace and the birds danced in the trees and with that she answered his question and left him with another question. *****Hidden secrets&****** secrets secrets buried far hidden behind these anceint scars darker darker deeper you go so far down, no one dares go. warning warning your getting nearer to those dark secrets I fear. run run, get away from those prying eyes before they see the secrets and the lies. hide hide the secrets fly hiding from the ever searching eye. 12/31/90 ******NEW YEAR****** the last night of the year... to end all the woes and tears.. the blue moon crosses the sky.. on the streets the children lie with the coming of the midnight hour a new year is born, and flowers... make a wish and make it true... for it is rare for the moon to be blue and if you wish is good and pure it will come true, I'm sure. and at the midnight hour the bell is rung and 1991 has just begun... SO Happy New Year to you all... 1/1/91 From squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Tue Jan 15 18:49:40 1991 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA22600; Tue, 15 Jan 91 18:48:50 +0200 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00175; Tue, 15 Jan 91 09:46:54 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA21117; Tue, 15 Jan 91 09:46:13 19 Date: Tue, 15 Jan 91 09:46:13 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101151646.AA21117@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR Poem dedicated to my grandfather who spoke nothing but chinese and instired bye Alexander: Dear Grandfather the one I could never talk to now you are gone, I wish, I would have been a little better than a friend I whish I had attempted to know you a little better often I wanted to talk to you but I never had the time to learn the meaning of your words. But now you are gone and all I can call you , is your childs name for grandfather, I never knew your name often seen as an old man through childish eyes always there in silence as if waiting waiting for the day for the child to see him and want to play I could not say I love you or even a simple thank you now years later, after you are gone I have learned the words I should have known so "udear grandfather" and I hope you understand that I really do miss you and I wish that you were here written by BlackMist 1/14/90 *udear means thank you in chinese* From @po9.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+@andrew.cmu.edu Wed Jan 23 05:39:07 1991 Received: from po9.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA09640; Wed, 23 Jan 91 05:38:51 +0200 Received: by po9.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 22 Jan 91 22:16:21 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 22 Jan 91 22:16:17 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 22 Jan 91 22:12:28 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 22 Jan 91 22:12:17 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA19119; Tue, 22 Jan 91 20:11:04 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA20585; Tue, 22 Jan 91 20:09:51 19 Date: Tue, 22 Jan 91 20:09:51 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101230309.AA20585@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O This is hell file 3.. by too popular a demand.. to many poeple asking for it and me saying no you can't have it..has gotten a bit tiring. so HERE YA GO..and enjoy yourself... and wellcome to a 3rd HELL..... love always BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn of hell The Oficial IRC POET!!!! ____________________________cut here_________________________________ *Were Beasts* WereBat flies the skies at night causing people to run in fright gliding on the wings of death silent as a baby's breath. WereTiger, haunts the mountain heights playing in the star lit night on silent pads, he stalks his prey and then he sleeps, all through the day WereSeal rules the distant seas chasing fish, and doing as he please. Teasing those poor old fishermen stealing their fish, and leaving torn nets to mend WereWolf we all know and love who howls at the full moon above silver is this creatures bane and his immortality, is his world wide fame. 1/22/90 **Soul Tugging*** DEDICATED TO DOR'S POEM (untitled) Set apart from the world and yet I live within I wander through the world on a quest I go I touch the hearts of many and tug on their lonely souls Breaking the chains that bind them freeing them from the devils den and as I leave, I look behind at the souls, standing in the sun shine Then I wander on again touching the souls of my friends I know not why I wander nor where I should have been But I love to see the souls set free so I keep a wandering... 1/22/90 *3 words* he whispers I love You in my ear Bringing to my eyes. a single tear Listening to those three words that I fear For those are the three words I long to hear But they also bring, all the pain my heart can't bear. But he wipes away my little tear And with his love he wipes away all my pains and fears. 1/20/90 *river of love* When I met him he took my heart And now we are so far apart I can only wait for the day when we are together And my love for him is like a flaming river Flowing on through all the hard times Burning in this heart of mine 1/20/90 **THE RULES** The rules are there for the breaking just as I learn the rules, another is in the making So many rules are broken and nothing can be done cause as fast as they make the rules we just come along and break them just for fun they try to tell us what to do and what we should not say but as we go through life rules are broken every day. 1/20/90 *silver Eyes* On a black mare with a golden mane Through these ancient plains I fly and by her side a friend of mine runs the black wolf with the silver eyes 1/20/90 *Horse* Horse born to be wild born to be free Horse running across the plains running without restrains Horse hiding in his hidden valley hiding from his human bane Horse Racing with the winds of time Racing to always be free Horse Freely I set you free Freely.. you come back to me 1/21/90 I woke with his name on my lips and a faded image of hi in my mind I wake with a tear in my eye and a scar on my heart I dream of the love we shared and how it fell apart I think about the joy he gave and the terror he left behind I speak no one listens to me and no one cares I fear that what was done before will yet happen again I screamed and it was but a Nightmare broken by a deafening cry I wake with sun in my eyes and love in my heart I know that the Nightmare is forever behind and that you are there, and will always love me 1/20/90 The black unicorn with the golden mane living within this world of flame known to all as the IRC Poet and the stranges unicorn they ever met who would have thought that unicorns can be black or that they could write poems like that but yet she exists at her gates of hell writting poems and casting spells all who pass, stare and wonder who is this unicorn of black thunder. 1/20/90 ***Dreamer*** Dreamer, the unicorn of color Showing all his rainbow splendor Head to toe his rainbows flow And depending on the time of day his tail changes color as it sways Because he's so shy and timid, he likes to stay in mysterious lands, so far away With a rainbow banner on his leg and a golden horn on his head all white but for his mane and tail and as he runs.. they leave a rainbow trail. the color of the rainbow he was born so he is named. Dreamer, the rainbow unicorn. 1/16/90 ******The Piper!******* Dear lady can you hear the wind blow The Piper's calling you to join him Dancing in a field of mice And the children all surround him As he blows his horn so long Drawn to him.. bye his mystic song As he calls, you try to listen for his music, is but a whisper Taking you to another land If his song, you understand for only those with a childs mind can you cross the barriers of time so listen to the music, the piper plays and travel on, and see a better day 1/17/90 *********The POET******* Traveling from the realm of reality Wandering in the land of fantasy Glimpsing the creatures of once told tales Watching knights in their silver mail And the white panther in his golden tree All these things the Poet sees. And so she writes these million lines Depicting things from across time Writting of the lands that tales told All the people watch, as her stories unfold. 1/15/90 *ZOMBIE* Zombie walked the dead of night And was quite an ugly sight As he walked around Dropping rotten flesh, on the ground Hunting down the mystic poet The little girl who wrote it The spell that brought him back To walk this hell bound track And so he wanders this lonely world Looking for that misty girl For when he finds her She'll send him back Just rewrite the spell And let him sleep at last 1/15/90 Poem dedicated to my grandfather who spoke nothing but chinese and inspired bye Alexander: Dear Grandfather the one I could never talk to now you are gone, I wish, I would have been a little better than a friend I wish I had attempted to know you a little better often I wanted to talk to you but I never had the time to learn the meaning of your words. But now you are gone and all I can call you , is your childs name for grandfather, I never knew your name often seen as an old man through childish eyes always there in silence as if waiting waiting for the day for the child to see him and want to play I could not say I love you or even a simple thank you now years later, after you are gone I have learned the words I should have known so "udear grandfather" and I hope you understand that I really do miss you and I wish that you were here written by BlackMist 1/14/90 *udear means thank you in chinese* *Warm Fuzzies* Warm fuzzies all around Lonely hugs all to be found Wandering around in the cold Looking for someone to hold So heres a fuzzy just for you In fact here have two. Now don't you pout But let those warm fuzzies out Let them out, here's the key Do you have a special one for me? And as you go through life you will see That all these warm fuzzies are from little old me!!! *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* *HUG* 1/17/90 **LD LOVE** I wonder when my love will start Or when it will end Through we're so far apart I know I'll see you again And I dream of those few days When we were together and played But a few moments in time Yet you pledged to forever be mine. Though the miles keep us apart You will always be in my heart And on my finger is your ring And until we're together, I'll keep on dreaming For one day we'll be together And those miles will be gone forever 1/17/90 *MILES AWAY* I miss you With all my heart And though the miles Keep us apart Each day I think of you And remember that day When I met you Then went away I talk to you almost every day I think of the things we did And what we said And how you act like a little kid Yet I miss you all the more When I think of you And though the miles are between Remember I'll always love you.... 1/17/90 From @po9.andrew.cmu.edu:sk2z+@andrew.cmu.edu Tue Jan 29 05:10:09 1991 Received: from po9.andrew.cmu.edu by polaris.utu.fi; id AA02632; Tue, 29 Jan 91 05:09:57 +0200 Received: by po9.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 28 Jan 91 21:10:09 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 28 Jan 91 21:10:02 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 28 Jan 91 21:03:39 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 28 Jan 91 21:03:29 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA26616; Mon, 28 Jan 91 19:02:28 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA20815; Mon, 28 Jan 91 19:01:06 19 Date: Mon, 28 Jan 91 19:01:06 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101290201.AA20815@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR The following two poems were written by Leonardo and Me BlackMist the irc poet.. we hope you enjoy the newest two poems to be delivered to the Distribution list. Enjoy and forever keep on dreaming __________________________________________________________________________ Poems done by Leonardo and Blackmist* *dancing in the moon light* as I stare at the glimmering light of the pale moon light do I dance with the devil in the freezing cold night and cause such a hellish fright as I dance in the mystical fairies light and to feel the cold wind on my back as you wander down the midnight track hearing the howl of the sightless wolves running with fear from the nightmare's hooves striking out at the devil's hounds. as they chase her, across the frozen grounds and so you see her in the dark of night dancing the the misty star light but in the distant you hear the howl.. of those sightless wolves.. forever on the prowl.. 1/28/90 *Light at the end of the world* The moon shined upon the hill top When all the people walking by. stopped to see the light from beyond coming from the silver glowing pond and from hence the unicorn came the black one..with the golden mane as she runs across the plains leaving behind.. a field of flames such that filled the sky with light and left the world with a new life to see strife no more until they open the blacken door behind the door which hell resides the black unicorn stands beside guarding the way for all to go only if they be so stupid or so bold as to look for fortune or gold from which all man yearns to hold until the day that they will see the black unicorn.. returning for thee taking with her the silver light and leaving behind a world black and full of fright and men with no strength to fight the coming of the eternal night 1/28/90 From po9.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jan 31 20:25:48 1991 Received: from po9.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.109]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <102667>; Thu, 31 Jan 1991 20:25:37 +0200 Received: by po9.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 31 Jan 91 13:06:44 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 31 Jan 91 13:06:35 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 31 Jan 91 13:02:49 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 31 Jan 91 13:02:11 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA19792; Thu, 31 Jan 91 11:01:10 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA23674; Thu, 31 Jan 91 10:59:45 19 Date: Thu, 31 Jan 1991 12:59:45 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9101311759.AA23674@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR This is a short story that i really like. It is not really that long..and I hope you take the time to read it. It has a message that i think is worth the time to think about. I did not write this and i am not sure who the author is. Thank you for you time.. BlackMist the IRC Poet. (squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu) ************************CUT HERE**************************************** "Agony claws my mind. I am a statistic, When I first got here I felt very much alone. I was overwhelmed with grief, and I expected to find sympathy. "I found no sympathy. I saw only thousands of others whose bodies were as badly mangled as mine. I was given a number and placed in a category. the category was called 'Traffic Fatalities.' "The day I died was an ordinary school day. How I wish I had taken the bus! But I was too cool for the bus. I remember how I wheedled the car out of Mom. 'special favor,' I pleaded. 'All the kids drive.' When the 2:50 bell rang I threw my books in the locker. I was free until 8:40 tomorrow morning! I ran to the parking lot -- excited at the thought of driving a car and being my own boss. FREE! "It doesn't matter how the accident happened. I was goofing off -- going to fast. Taking crazy chances. But i was enjoying my freedom and having fun. The last thing I remember was passing an old lady who seemed to be going awfully slow. I heard a deafening crash and felt a terrific jolt. Glass and steel flew everywhere. My whole body seemed to be turning inside out. I heard myself scream. "Suddenly, I awakened. It was very quiet. A police officer was standing over me. Then I saw a doctor. My body was mangled. I was saturated with blood. Pieces of jagged glass were sticking out all over. Strange that I couldn't feel anything. Hey, don't pull that sheet over my head! I can't be dead! I'm only 17! I've got a date tonight! I'm supposed to grow up and have a wonderful life! I haven't lived yet! I can't be dead! "Later I was placed in a drawer. My folks had to identify me. Why did they have to see me like this? Why did I have to look at Mom's Eyes when she faced the most terrible ordeal of her life? Dad suddenly looked like an old man. He told the man in charge. 'Yes--He is our son' "The funeral was a weird experience. I saw all my relatives and friends walk toward the casket. They passed by, one by one, and looked at me with the saddest eyes I've ever seen. Some of my buddies were crying. A few of the girls touched my hand and sobbed as they walked away. "Please--somebody--wake me up! Get me out of here. I can't bear to see Mom and Dad so broken up. My grandparents are so wracked with grief they can barely walk. My brother and sister are like zombies. They move like robots. In a daze. Everybody. No one can believe this, and I can't believe it, either. "PLEASE, Don't Bury Me! I'm not dead! I have a lot of living to do! I want to laugh and run again. I want to sing and dance. Please don't put me in the ground. I promise if you give me just one more chance, God, I'll be the most careful driver in the whole world. All I want is one more chance. Please, God, I'm only 17." ******************************************************************* thank you for taking the time to read this-----*8) BLackMist From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Feb 12 04:12:48 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <102762>; Tue, 12 Feb 1991 04:12:38 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 11 Feb 91 20:59:49 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 11 Feb 91 20:59:48 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 11 Feb 91 20:57:36 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 11 Feb 91 20:57:23 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23167; Mon, 11 Feb 91 18:56:38 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA18997; Mon, 11 Feb 91 18:54:54 19 Date: Tue, 19 Feb 1991 20:54:54 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9102120154.AA18997@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR THIS IS YET ANOTHER EDITION TO THE IRC POET SOCIETY... THIS I ANOTHER PART TO MY HELL FILE I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS>> BYE BYE FOR NOW BLACKMIST THE BLACK DREAMING UNICORN THE IRC POET life sucks school sucks just everything sucks ******* **A MIDNIGHT'S WINTER DREAM** when the days were cold and full of snow I long for your arms to protect me from the cold to embrace thee with a tender kiss and to be with you forever..is my wish I love you even though you are so far away, over all this snow and as the day goes by to you, my heart will fly 2/8/90 ***** *moment in time* life is but a moment in space when the dream is gone its a lonelier place and as the empty days go flying by I can see the dreams in my mind's eye hidden deep within a creavice hidden from its human menace for man will drive it away leaving only space for the reality of the day and the world is such a lonely place without dreams, and only empty space 2/8/90 **** **THE DANCE OF THE UNICORN**** Quiet she walks like the night playing with the water sprites and in her eyes the spirits dance and the images of the unicorn, prance and in the wind a song is heard from a little night bird and she walks like the silent night dancing with the unicorn in the moon light **** **WANDERING THOUGHTS** musing on a lonely day wondering what happened today all the hours I spent with thee seem to run and flee and I do not remember all the things or all the things of which we dream and so I sit here musing and wonder what I'm losing but If I turn my head so I never see what this strange world is doing to me and so I sit here thinking and I just go on dreaming as this world tears me apart and leaves me with an empty heart 2/11/90 ***** **THE DISAPPEARANCE OF DREAMS** shadows fall and we are left alone and the mystic secrets are left unknown standing in the fading darkness waiting for its mistress and soon it will be the very last and nothing is as it seems for it is all but a dream and the dragon folds its mighty wings and drifts back into its worlds of dreams where the world has no end and darkness will rule again for the dragon is made of ancient gold and has seen the times that tales told where the good and the light would win and unicorns could be your friend and the knights that were so bold would try to steal the dragon's gold but this all happened in the past for soon the dragon shall be the last for as the shadows fall away we see once again that we have been betrayed for without the darkness, the dreams are lost and our sanity is the cost for without our dreams, we must face the reality of lies and with that... all our hearts will die and so the dragon will be the very last for like the darkness, we will fade into the ancient past. 2/8/90 ***Snow Face*** Snow on the plains looks like a beautiful face but the winds erase everything..and leaves not a trace as the unicorn goes racing by on the mountain tops she flies across the surface of that beautiful face to a long forgotten place and left behind is but a memory of that beautiful face in the scenery and the unicorn gallops on... across the frozen land and the icy pond on to his destination looking for the Book of Generations.... 2/8/90 From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Feb 13 11:52:34 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <103076>; Wed, 13 Feb 1991 11:52:17 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 17:15:39 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Feb 91 17:15:37 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 17:13:53 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Feb 91 17:13:35 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA08506; Tue, 12 Feb 91 15:12:49 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA01477; Tue, 12 Feb 91 15:11:05 19 Date: Tue, 12 Feb 1991 17:11:05 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9102122211.AA01477@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR THIS IS ANOTHER NEW POEM BY ME>> BLACKMIST HOPE YOU ENJOY... Life is great.. School is great.. and yes i'm sick in the mind... bye bye bye Stacy Blackmist The irc poet ************CUT HERE********* Greetings from the black dreaming unicorn with my golden hoofs and black crystal horn at the gates of hell I reside guarding these ancient gates with pride Black as night, I rule this land and the mystic poet is who I am A nightmare to all who know me but your soul, I can set free I'm the master of the dead and the night as I sit here in the pale moon light SilverEyes is my baby black wolf and the baby unicorn's name is Palpus these 2 are my friends who also resides in my hellish den I hope you like it here.. in my land of fear and I hope you get your wish as I disapear into the mist 2/12/90 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Feb 13 01:39:26 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <103012>; Wed, 13 Feb 1991 01:39:01 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 18:08:14 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Feb 91 18:08:13 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 18:06:42 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Feb 91 18:06:23 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA09209; Tue, 12 Feb 91 16:05:38 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA02271; Tue, 12 Feb 91 16:03:53 19 Date: Tue, 12 Feb 1991 18:03:53 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9102122303.AA02271@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR HERE IS SOME MORE!!! Yes some more new poems by me..... I bet you are getting tired of seeing new stuff by me.... but here you go anyways... enjoy. Stacy BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn THE IRC POET!!!! **************CUT HERE***************** **Colliding dreams** The dreams of day and night collide.. I no longer know where to hide. In the depths of the shadow she lurks.. Hidden in the mist and murk On golden fear my nightmare flies Waiting for my demise So each night I stay awake But my nightmare sits and waits To haunt my nightly dreams And I wake with a scream And no matter how I try The nightmare keeps on riding 2/6/90 **TO BE A HORSE....* To be a horse.. If only I could be a horse... To run free From the bonds that hold me To be free of the herd which the man controls But then you get lonely. For a horse always needs company To go back to the herd means Going back to the bonds of man No I don't want to be a horse. A fox perhaps, but not a horse. A fox runs free in the wind A solitary animal But always hidding Maybe a cat instead They come and go as they please Not bonded to man Nor chased through the trees Yes a cat I would like to be To have freedom to come And go as I please To never have to hide and run Yes the life of a cat is what I want *89* **Silver Wolf*** The black wolf with the silver eyes Watches the world go by But yet, he has those magic eyes To see through your human lies To see the future and the past To predict where you will end up at last But yet he can not see his own future So he goes through life knowing the destiny of his friends But can only guess where his life will end. 2/3/90 From po3.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Feb 13 11:55:46 1991 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.12.31]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <103077>; Wed, 13 Feb 1991 11:55:32 +0200 Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 14:48:19 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Feb 91 14:48:18 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Feb 91 14:44:41 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Feb 91 14:44:28 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA06131; Tue, 12 Feb 91 12:43:43 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29695; Tue, 12 Feb 91 12:41:59 19 Date: Tue, 19 Feb 1991 14:41:59 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9102121941.AA29695@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR THIS IS ANOTHER NEW POEM BY ME>> BLACKMIST HOPE YOU ENJOY... Life is great.. School is great.. and yes i'm sick in the mind... bye bye bye Stacy Blackmist The irc poet ************CUT HERE********* Greetings from the black dreaming unicorn with my golden hoofs and black crytal horn at the gates of hell I reside guarding these ancient gates with pride Black as night, I rule this land and the mystic poet is who I am A nightmare to all who know me but your soul, I can set free I'm the master of the dead and the night as I sit here in the pale moon light SilverEyes is my baby black wolf and the baby unicorn's name is Palpus these 2 are my friends who also resides in my hellish den I hope you like it here.. in my land of fear and I hope you get your wish as I disapear into the mist 2/12/90 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Mar 13 12:12:00 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97041>; Wed, 13 Mar 1991 12:11:47 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:22:33 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:22:32 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:20:31 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:19:44 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00406; Tue, 12 Mar 91 09:19:19 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA14972; Tue, 12 Mar 91 09:16:24 19 Date: Tue, 12 Mar 1991 11:16:24 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9103121616.AA14972@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR Chess Game ~~~~~~~~~~ I am the pawn straight forward I travel asking not why sacrifice am I and no-one cries for me I am the Rook The glider The touch-and-goer The hoarder am I I AM the Knight I jump over those in My way I take what I can when I can I know I will fall And intend to enjoy what time I have I am the BISHOP The DODGER The SKIMMER The SKATER I live for MYSELF I keep out of OTHER'S way I will not get INVOLVED I AM THE QUEEN I AM THE STRONGEST I AM THE UTMOST I TOUCH THE SKY I AM GOD I am the king I am the leader when I fall so do all the others when I am ended so are all the others no-one cries for me. by.....J. Kyle Riff submitted by Unicorn!!! From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Mar 13 10:58:51 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97000>; Wed, 13 Mar 1991 10:58:33 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:24:25 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:24:24 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:21:44 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:21:16 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00443; Tue, 12 Mar 91 09:20:56 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA15012; Tue, 12 Mar 91 09:18:00 19 Date: Tue, 12 Mar 1991 11:18:00 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9103121618.AA15012@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O Submitted for approval by Unicorn (aka Loretta) Poet of West 23rd Street ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The poet walked across 23rd street, Bucking traffic, Over on the west side of town, The bad side of town. The slums and the tenements, Square and rigid and brick-red or concrete-gray, Seemed too hard and too harsh To sustain his delicate presence. Four hard-lead pencils jutted, points upward, From his shirt pocket. Beneath his arm he carried a cardboard folder, Full with papers, Some written on, Some not. He walked across 23rd street, Bucking traffic, Toward the blue-and-pink-painted high-rise. He watched it grow above him as he approached, An edifice, A monolith, A monument to the modern day. And he drew it; Drew it with words, Carefully chosen; A picture more complete than pictures can be, Allowing more to the eyes than eyes can see. He drew it with words, Carefully chosen. The poet walked beside the building in blue and pink. He passed large display picture windows, Wreathed in red neon, Framing half-nude female mannequins in seductive poses and red leather, Ready to sell it all; The meat counter in the supermarket that was the city. He walked through the door, Into the dark and musky interior. A woman with dark gossamer hair and violet eyes Led him through the hallways, Through dense beaded curtains, Past closed doorways. She led him to a small room with a bed, And there undressed for him. she knelt, nude, at the foot of the bed, Sweeping her silken hair about her perfect breasts And resting her hands lightly on her slender thighs. He sat, clothed and cross-legged, At the head of the bed, and looked into her soft violet eyes. And he drew her; Drew her with words, Carefully chosen; A picture more complete than pictures can be, Allowing more to the eyes than eyes can see. He drew her with words, Carefully chosen. The poet and the whore talked, Together, Talked of living and of life and of love, And of her. But the hour was late; She soon tired, and fell asleep, Her head in the poet's lap. He stood, after stroking her dark hair for a few moments, And lay her head gently upon the pillow. He kissed her, tenderly, on the cheek. He lay a hundred-dollar bill on her pale velvet shoulder, And left without a word. He caught an eastbound bus, And sat down next to an old man with sliver hair. And eyes of green that glittered in the light. The old man leaned forward in his seat, As if the bus did not move fast enough to suit him, As if her himself traveled just a few steps beyond the front of the vehicle. He leaned heavily on his cane, and, every now and then, He smiled to himself, At some magnificent internal jest. The poet watched him, Watched him rock slowly back and forth in his seat And hum off-key Sabbath melodies to no-one in particular. and the poet drew him; Drew him with words, Carefully chosen; A picture more complete thean pictures can be, Allowing more to the eyes than eyes can see. he drew him with words, Carefully chosen. The poet exited the bus on 23rd street, Over on the east side of town, The good side of town. The houses and the villas, White and yellow and covered with ivy, Seemed too tender and too delicate To susatin his harsh presence. He walked across 23rd street, Bucking traffic, Over on the east side of town. A semi, trying to beat the lights, Lurched through an intersection an eighth of a block away. then the poet was gone. Four hard lead pencils, one broken, Rolled disinterestedly away, And white paper birds, Some written on, Some not, Fluttered from their cardboard nest at the wind's command; Scattered amongst the houses of the people they were meant for; People whe were meant to read them, and to understand. and they were pictures, Drawn with words, Carefully chosen; Pictures more complete than pictures can be, Allowing more to the eyes than eyes care to see. Pictures drawn with words, Carefully chosen. By James Kyle Riff!!!!!! From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Mar 13 02:51:12 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <98513>; Wed, 13 Mar 1991 02:50:53 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:06:48 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:06:46 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:03:41 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Mar 91 11:02:34 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA29744; Tue, 12 Mar 91 09:02:07 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA14541; Tue, 12 Mar 91 08:59:11 19 Date: Tue, 19 Mar 1991 10:59:11 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9103121559.AA14541@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O WELCOME Once again from the IRC Poet, the Black Dreaming Unicorn... ME Blackmist/NightMare.... Once again I have a few poems for your reading pleasure, I hope you like them, and if you have any comments could you kindly mail me back about them at squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu thank you for your time.... and forever keep on dreaming. Love always BlackMist the Irc poet in hell. 3/13/90 ***********************cut here************************** ***SILENCE RULES IN HELL*** (another version) Silence rules in hell and no one speaks a word a spell is spoken and all the words are heard Silence rules in hell and a cry is heard and the spell is broken by a single word ******Candle's flame****** A candle burns and flickers waving before you and glitters Hypnotized by the tiny flame no matter how you try it will always catch your gaze as you stare into it's depths your mind wanders and you think of other things of places you have been and places you could have gone and will never see and the light flickers your mind wanders and the flame glows Dreaming of a love gone by and of love just past by wishing for another try and the flame flickers your mind wanders and the winds blow the candle dies but yet you still ponder and your mind wanders the dreams drift into the past and reality takes their place why do they always go so fast? ****Dreaming of freedom***** In my dreams I'm in a distant land where the master of the world holds me in his hand greeting me with all his love as he hands me a crystal white dove so in my hands I hold a tiny dove of white gold and I release it into the air with it goes all my fears. ***THE ORACLE*** The Wisest creature in the world at his feet, the ancient mist swirls Over mountains you must go fight your way through blinding snow Find the temple with the silver portal and search for the ancient oracle think long and choose wise and ask the one question to decide your life Ask your one question, and he'll give you a rhyme. decifer his message as you will for the true answer will be seen in time... **KNIGHTS OF CAMELOT** The days were long in Camelot when all the knights would come to the king of white lightning marching to the rhythm of the drums on steeds of strength and grace the knighs shining in their place sitting around the circular stone table from sir lancelot, and sir lionel to sir galahad, and sir gabriel They were all shining knights of the kings round table *THE DEVEL GETS YOUR SOUL** Why fight it the troubles have no end you push them away and they come back again I stand upon the edge of time and listen to the wind I search deep into my soul looking for my sins and I see the broken hearts and the spoken lies So as I slowly close my eyes A lonely soul, silently cries. So Why fight it It never ends for your soul goes to he who waits and lives for all your many sins *being the wind* If I can only be what you can feel but never see something you can never hold but can ride if your so bold from the north it brings the cold blowing before it, crystal white snow and from the south the warmth and rain which makes the grass grow on these frozen plains If I could only be that which is forever free never held in a human grasp but tickes you, and makes you laugh. *Grains in an hour glass* Tiny grains of rice in a hour glass falling silently showing how slow time will pass each grain is a life going on it's way passing through the hour glass flowing through the day time pours on and you can not stop the grains sliding through the hour glass falling like drops of rain **Talking to a grave*** Mother I hope you can hear me I wonder if you can mother can you see me before your grave I stand I hope that you can hear me the words I never said now that your lying there sleeping with the dead I never had the nerve to say those three little words to you but now you have gone away and left me speaking to your tomb so mother I hope you can hear me as I speak these three words to you far away you rest in green pastures.. sleeping beneath these skies of blue From po3.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Mar 20 12:09:05 1991 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.12.31]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <96927>; Wed, 20 Mar 1991 12:08:53 +0200 Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 19 Mar 91 23:03:02 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 19 Mar 91 23:03:00 -0500 (EST) Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 19 Mar 91 23:01:37 -0500 (EST) Received: from orion.cair.du.edu by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 19 Mar 91 23:01:26 EST Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by orion.cair.du.edu (5.59/DU-1.0) id AA23843; Tue, 19 Mar 91 19:00:39 MST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA17821; Tue, 19 Mar 91 19:00:28 19 Date: Tue, 19 Mar 1991 21:00:28 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9103200200.AA17821@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O ONCE AGAIN THE IRC POET STRIKES..... Here are some more new poems >From Blackmist I have to write 4 more before I hit my 200th poem.. then I plan to either quit... or quit sending them out.. since I can`t really seem to quit writting... But I Hope you enjoy these... be warned..some are strange..as always.. bye bye Keep dreaming... and the world is yours. love always BlackMist the Black Dreaming Unicorn... The IRC POET ****************************cut here************************* *men are jerks.* Love is hard to find Good men are few and far behind there are those who stomp on your heart and play nasty tricks with your mind there are those that romance you to death then they just want to take you to bed where are the men that really care the ones who have enough love to share I search for so long but love is hard to find so many men that use you that like messing with your mind will I ever find the right one who is kind, sweet, and likes to have fun who will always care with who, my life, I can share. *double personality* Temporary insanity I plead the fifth I did not do it I`m sure of this cops are on my ass and I did not do a thing The more things seem to change the more they stay the same I never do a thing but I always take the blame he did it, not I that person on the other side I can not stop him he comes on a whim he flirts with all the girls and terrorizes all the world then he returns to the other side, see? So I plead.... INSANITY!! *WELCOME TO MY HOUSE OF HORROR* Enter the door if you dare. And face your greatest fear INSANITY is the price When you`re faced with giant mice. Welcome to my house of horror. Before you, your worst fears tower.. You are trapped inside, There is no place to hide Beside the red flowing stream... Don`t try to scream This is only a dream Welcome to my house of dreams!!! Here, there, night mares all around and you wonder what happened to the ground Welcome to Insanity This is the place to be There is but one escape Straight through death`s open gates. So Welcome to my house of fear ENTER If you Dare...... *WALK ON* Walk on... fear not the final death if you know the way stay on the green path and never look away Walk on.... Walk on towards those golden gates where your friends and family waits step not left and or right stay on the path to the glowing light to the left is the mist of purity wander from the path you lose your soul for eternity Walk on... For behind you waits the soul taker at her gates in the shadows, she lurks there behind her stands her minions of fear. Waiting for you to turn from the path And fall into her deadly grasp Walk on... Walk on the green mist path to eternal summers golden gates for behind you, you hear her laugh the soul taker, and hell awaits *lifes questions* As I slip farther into darkness My mind screams "No I must live" But another voice whispers, "What do you have to live for?" The love of my live, my boy friend I say.. The voice responds coldly, What boyfriend, He left you for another.. My mother and my Family? What family, they died years ago What about all my friends They don`t care, they have their own lives to live Who will take care of my cats, my dogs.. No one, they will die. Then I shall live and you will go away As long as someone needs me, then I will stay So goodbye.. Then I struggles out of darkness back into the morning light greeted by a cat licking my face and my dog, by my side.. *MERMAID* (slightly strange but that is normal for me) I am just a mermaid sitting on my rock luring men to their deaths upon these jagged rocks only those who have no desires and have never known a passion`s fire can resist my enchanting song but even they can not resist for long for all people have a secret desire even if they have not seen passion`s fire I am just a mermaid, Beautiful like a flower defenseless except for my song and illusionary powers Break the illusion and you will see That I`m just a creature from the sea.. On calm days the wind will hold its breath As I call those silly men, to their final death...... 3/18/91 From po3.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Apr 3 21:02:38 1991 Received: from KONTU.UTU.FI ([130.232.2.1]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97973>; Wed, 3 Apr 1991 21:02:19 +0300 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu (128.2.12.31) by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Wed, 3 Apr 1991 15:59 EET Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 3 Apr 91 08:41:05 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 3 Apr 91 08:41:04 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 3 Apr 91 08:37:18 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 3 Apr 91 08:36:31 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA17052; Tue, 2 Apr 91 20:51:53 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA15853; Tue, 2 Apr 91 20:50:09 19 Date: Fri, 19 Apr 1991 23:50:09 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Message-id: <9104030350.AA15853@zephyr.cair.du.edu> X-Envelope-to: magi@utu.fi Status: OR *** ONCE AGAIN I have striked... this is poems 194-197... I am almost to the almighty 200 mark.... where i plan to quit distributing these poems So I hope you enjoy the following poems.. and may you have sweet dreams and much happyness... Love ya always.. BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn aka The Irc Poet (stacy) squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu *************************cut here********************** *Mountain of love* Standing on a mountain Looking in your eyes Kissed your lips so tenderly Beneath the star lit skies As I search behind your eyes I wonder what they hide... All your secrets locked up tight But your heart I wish to know And learn the secrets locked from sight And hope our relationship will still grow In your warm enbrace I stand My heart struggles with indecision As my mind tries hard to understand..... But yet you hold me still As we watch the sparkling city lights You shield me from the winter chill As we stand within these mountain heights. 3/28/90 *Sea Horse* on the beach he stands a myth as black as onyx sand a mystical sea horse that only legends hold and as rare as dragon's gold frolicking in the swirling waves playing in the mysterious sea caves running across the sea he flies and his sea horse magic keeps him safe and dry his beauty is as ageless as the sea and his eyes are pearly white, like the moon above the willow tree. prancing before the mistress of the night the night sea horse, glowed with a silver white and with a single touch the black steed ran away forever running across the sea, before the coming day. 4/1/90 *vampire* Creaping up behind me I hear a whisper of foot steps I turn back to look there is no one there to see tiny tendrils of mist swirls they gather, spin, and whirl the mist forms.. and he stands there feeding on my growing fear frozen within his hypnotizing stare but yet he is caught by the sun, unaware. for in his eyes I can see The coming of the day to be as it reaches out its golden rays and I am freed from his deadly gaze he turns and runs away returning to the mist from which he came and as I great the morning sun... the horrors of the night, are all undone.... 4/2/90 *8am class* Each day I sit and wonder Just where I should have been Wondering what I'm doing here And what class I'm sitting in. Wonder what the teacher is saying I don't have the slightest clue Who are all these strange people.. Boy school, is such a zoo.... 4/2/90 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Apr 4 14:08:50 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97500>; Thu, 4 Apr 1991 14:08:42 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 3 Apr 91 18:23:38 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 3 Apr 91 18:23:35 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 3 Apr 91 18:21:58 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 3 Apr 91 18:21:36 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA09987; Wed, 3 Apr 91 16:20:05 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA25367; Wed, 3 Apr 91 16:18:20 19 Date: Wed, 3 Apr 1991 19:18:20 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9104032318.AA25367@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O **** HA>> ONCE AGAIN.... (are you getting sick of that line or what? OK.. here is poem 198- 199.... 1!!!! MORE TO GO>>>> Then thats it.. nada mas... Enjoy them while you can... dream well...and never falter.... and go through life with open eyes... *the black unicorn bows before thee...and wishes you a good night* BlackMist the Black Dreaming Unicorn of Love....... Stacy squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu **********************CUT HERE********************************* *SOUL EATER* (poem about a vampire) Click, Click, and even beat Darkness stalks the abandoned street Crash... and a cat scuttles b y And I stare and wonder at its glowing eyes Silence broken by an eerie bay And I tremble in fear, for the hell hounds are on their way. The moon rises slowly, and the mist begins to creep Swirling, twisting, falling right before my feet A shadow flickers, catches my eye >From the swirling mist, a deamon rises... Frozen in a state of fear I stand. Knowing that the king of death, is this black clad man... He is not like the ones that tales told He drinks not the sweet tasting blood, But eats the human soul., He does not listen to my silent pleed For now is his time to feed And all I can do is pray. As he takes my soul away. 3/27/91 *KUROS* Kuros of the dragon fire Full of dreams and desires... A silver dragon on the shield he bore Above his head, a falcon soared and his only weapon is in disguise as a rubber chicken that attracks black nasty flies Across the country he rides his steed Silver slashed on black patched knees Forever searching for fair maidens in distress or just fair maidens who are undressed so he rides the country side, chicken flying free on his silver black, wild steed. 4/3/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Apr 4 21:30:32 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <98077>; Thu, 4 Apr 1991 21:30:21 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 4 Apr 91 11:39:28 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 4 Apr 91 11:39:25 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 4 Apr 91 11:37:28 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 4 Apr 91 11:37:06 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA27808; Thu, 4 Apr 91 09:35:36 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA07343; Thu, 4 Apr 91 09:33:49 19 Date: Fri, 19 Apr 1991 12:33:49 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9104041633.AA07343@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O ******* WELCOME ONCE AGAIN FROM THE IRC POET*************** This is number 200... the end of hell file 2.. I hope you enjoyed all the poems i have send..for this is my very final one.. (until i decide to be inspired again to write which i am not right now) so.... enjoy your self *Dream on... live forever... and die in peace... in the end the only peace is in your dreams.... * *the black unicorn bows before thee...and wish you safe passage within your dreams*4/4/91 *******************CUT HERE********************************* WELCOME to the final end I am quitting once again it is not my fault.. that I ran out of things to write about.... Hell 2 file is finally done.... and I had a hell of a lot of fun.... now it is time to set the sails free as the dreamer sails the seven seas The Poets black banner rides the wid and no one knows where she will end. and with her, all the tales go of black unicorns, and dragon's gold. Past the gates of hell she sails... along a forgotten misty trail looking for new adventures, and romance.. taking her hand in fortune, and in chance... But when she returns in the end... She'll have new tales to write about again... So the poet is not gone forever.. For no one really believes that i could quit..ever. *the black unicorn of love bows before thee... and off into the mist she flees.... to run amoung the ancient trees.... to race the falcon flying on the breeze... forever running... wild and free...* -- ** ** ***** *** **** ***** *** ***** * * * ****** * * * ***** **** *** *** ** ** * ** **** ** * . - ~ ~, **** ***** The Black Dreaming ** *** *** ** ** ** **** ** * ** * .~_ . - ~.'~_~. **** **** Unicorn of love *** **** * Roses are for love .--~-. | { ***** **** *** **** **** *** *** **** The thorns are for the '-~ -. ` }.; ***** *** ***** ** **** ***** ***** Pain.... _`.__|`.~.'**** **** * _ _ .-: ** ***** **** The leaves are for the growth `---._ ." *** *** .-~ .-~ } ***** ***** **** The rose with all its frangrance, \ \__ ** .~ .-~ .~**** **** * * * *** and beauty.... ** *** ** \ \'** * \ '_ _ -~**** **** **** ***** * Is for the growing love...... *** ** `.`. ** //*** ***** ***** *** ***** ** The mist is for the secrets . - ~ ~-.__`.`-.//*** Unicorns love the sent of* To hide the blooming .-~ . - ~ }~ ~ ~-.~-. ** roses, braided in their* love..... *** ** .' .-~ .-~** *** |/~-.~-./|** mane. The red speaks* ***** ***** *** *** * /_~_ _ . - '** *** **** *** ~-.~-._** of thier love of** *** ** * *** *** *** ** * ** * ***** **** **** **** * ~-.<* Freedom, and its** ***** ****** **** **** ***** *** *** * ** *** *beauty reflects the love inside* *** **** **** ***** ***** **** **** * * * * ** * ** *** ** ** *** * * * ** * From zephyr.cair.du.edu!squacken Thu Apr 25 01:07:53 1991 Received: from diana.cair.du.edu ([130.253.1.4]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97476>; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 01:07:34 +0300 Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA14187; Wed, 24 Apr 91 15:59:19 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29147; Wed, 24 Apr 91 15:56:53 19 Date: Fri, 19 Apr 1991 18:56:53 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9104242156.AA29147@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: magi@utu.fi Status: OR since i'm not sure that dist list is working.. i will send this out to everyone individually..so if dist is working. you will get 2 copies of this* ***********************IRC POET ATTACK******************** Once again.. I could not help myself, and I have written all these wonderful poems, just for your reading pleasure and with these poems, I have once again proven that no matter how I try, I can not stop myself from writting. I hope you enjoy the newest collection of HELL poems from me BlackMist the World Famous IRC POET!!!! so have a nice day,,, and enjoy life as best as you can *always dream, and never be afraid to die,* love always. BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn of hell* squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (mail me any typo's you might notice.thank you) *******************cut here******************************* *The Celestial Unicorn* The world turned cold and frigid and the day turned into night all the world was frozen covered by snows eternal white The unicorn walked this frozen land so pearly white and so grand tired of the never ending winter drizzel he layed beside a frozen tree he fell asleep beneath some freezing crystals. and so hey layed, frozen in ice, waiting to be set free. sleeping for a thousand generations dreaming of a warmer destination then one night in a distant village then a little girl dreamed, not once but twice about a mountain valley holding of an ancient unicorn frozen in a mound of ice. so she set out across the snow searching for the creature, with the horn of gold and she dug beneath the snow and so she hound him there trapped inside his icey globe as he slept for a thousand years.... melted from his frozen prism he then entered yet another prison for man used him as they would to pull sleighs and carry wood until one night, the girl came agian for he was her only friend she cut the ropes around his feet and opened the gates and set him free. try as they would, the men could not catch the running unicorn, or the girl on his back and that night they rode away flying through the milky way leaving behind the winter and the bars to live forever in heaven among the distant stars. *The horse in the moon* The Horse in the moon and the stars up above fell from the heavesn in search of his stolen love her soul lost in the swirling mist caught between heaven and the abyst the horse in the moon in search for his love walked the green path calling for his golden dove called from the green path by the ancient one who calls the last of every breed when their time on eath is done. The one, tricked bye the minions of night called the buck skinned mare, the golden one. the horse in the moon the rainbow horse called on equus and all his force. to call his lady from the mist to undo the wrong that was done. retrieve her lost soul from the abyst... and save his earth born son and so he called her soul name. and from the mist she came golden as the sun above she came back to the ones she loved and together they walkked the path to the sun to live in the courts of the one hundred and one by the side of equus, the shining sun. *REFLECTIONS* Staring at an image I wonder what you see looking in a mirror my reflection staring back at me A million times I see myself and I see nothing special there a tiny girl with big brown eyes.. and long dark wavy hair... a little short, but kind of sweet and addicted to chocolate treats so what do you see, that I don't see? reflecting in my eyes. can you see the heart beneath or where my spirit flies Staring at my image I look at what I see and I sit and wonder How I look to thee.... 4/17/91 My mind is at a blank and I just can't find the words in the wilderness I sit watching the flying birds herds of elk go walking by with their ever watchful eye and the baby eagle in its nest flutters its wings, as it learns to fly and the wild herd of horses all the mares, with their stallion pride. charge down the mountain from the spiraling heights and then run up the distant other side. and the squirrel playing in his tree and the falcon flying on the breeze all these images fill my mind and the words come flooding back watching the world go by me as I wander these mountain tracks. And as the night comes to an end In the distant the howl of a wolf is heard and in a near by aspen tree the cooing of a sleeping bird. 4/19/91 I have always been there and I shall always be look into your heart and tell me what you see I present myself in different ways you feel my standing there but still you turn away and no matter where you go or what you seem to say I will still be waiting for you to see the day and though it might not seem that I am always there Just turn around and look behind, you'll still find me waiting here. 4/23/91 Sailing across the distant sea listening to the waves whispered tales, they speak to me of lovely creatures and hidden caves far beneath the ocean deep the mermaid sings, and widows weep beware you foolish traveler when you sail the turning sea when you hear the mermaid sing turn your ship and flee. for if you travel further a widow your wife, soon will be and your ship, as your banner flies, will be sailing, the bottom of the sea. 4/23/91 Across the sea I fly in my ballon, across the sky far away from the reach of man peering at the endless land beneath I see, a world in flame and I know that man's to blame. And as I watch the worlds demise I hear salvation in a rebel's cry for with the going of the past a new race is born at last and recreates what was undone before the glory of the rising sun. 4/23/91 listen to the wind blowing across the sea whispered tales of lands unknown out there waiting for me. Around this world I travel across the burning sky atop my floating vessel the poet's black banner flies. many lands I've seen to new land I now go from lands of constant sun to places of blowing snow. And the wind still takes me to all the lands unknown, Until I finally find a place which I can live and call home. 4/23/91 If all roads lead to paradice then tell me where I went wrong I've walked the roads of endless dreams but still I've walked so long. Paradice I have yet to find like a lost image in my drifting mind. and as time slips away and I live yet another day I walk down this lonely road it seems to have no end it's awefully straight and narrow and there are no curves or bends so does this road end in paradice or was it all a lie or did I not watch wehre I was going and missed paradice, as I went striding by. 4/23/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Apr 25 12:55:55 1991 Received: from KONTU.UTU.FI ([130.232.2.1]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <97493>; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:55:38 +0300 Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:55 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:55 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:54 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:53 EET Received: from ANDREW.CMU.EDU by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Thu, 25 Apr 1991 12:51 EET Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 24 Apr 91 14:10:44 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 24 Apr 91 14:10:42 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 24 Apr 91 14:07:49 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 24 Apr 91 14:07:16 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA07141; Wed, 24 Apr 91 12:06:06 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA25516; Wed, 24 Apr 91 12:03:47 19 Date: Wed, 24 Apr 1991 15:04:06 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Message-id: <9104241803.AA25516@zephyr.cair.du.edu> X-Envelope-to: magi@utu.fi Status: OR ***********************IRC POET ATTACK******************** Once again.. I could not help myself, and I have written all these wonderful poems, just for your reading pleasure and with these poems, I have once again proven that no matter how I try, I can not stop myself from writting. I hope you enjoy the newest collection of HELL poems from me BlackMist the World Famous IRC POET!!!! so have a nice day,,, and enjoy life as best as you can *always dream, and never be afraid to die,* love always. BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn of hell* squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (mail me any typo's you might notice.thank you) *******************cut here******************************* *The Celestial Unicorn* The world turned cold and frigid and the day turned into night all the world was frozen covered by snows eternal white The unicorn walked this frozen land so pearly white and so grand tired of the never ending winter drizzel he layed beside a frozen tree he fell asleep beneath some freezing crystals. and so hey layed, frozen in ice, waiting to be set free. sleeping for a thousand generations dreaming of a warmer destination then one night in a distant village then a little girl dreamed, not once but twice about a mountain valley holding of an ancient unicorn frozen in a mound of ice. so she set out across the snow searching for the creature, with the horn of gold and she dug beneath the snow and so she hound him there trapped inside his icey globe as he slept for a thousand years.... melted from his frozen prism he then entered yet another prison for man used him as they would to pull sleighs and carry wood until one night, the girl came agian for he was her only friend she cut the ropes around his feet and opened the gates and set him free. try as they would, the men could not catch the running unicorn, or the girl on his back and that night they rode away flying through the milky way leaving behind the winter and the bars to live forever in heaven among the distant stars. *The horse in the moon* The Horse in the moon and the stars up above fell from the heavesn in search of his stolen love her soul lost in the swirling mist caught between heaven and the abyst the horse in the moon in search for his love walked the green path calling for his golden dove called from the green path by the ancient one who calls the last of every breed when their time on eath is done. The one, tricked bye the minions of night called the buck skinned mare, the golden one. the horse in the moon the rainbow horse called on equus and all his force. to call his lady from the mist to undo the wrong that was done. retrieve her lost soul from the abyst... and save his earth born son and so he called her soul name. and from the mist she came golden as the sun above she came back to the ones she loved and together they walkked the path to the sun to live in the courts of the one hundred and one by the side of equus, the shining sun. *REFLECTIONS* Staring at an image I wonder what you see looking in a mirror my reflection staring back at me A million times I see myself and I see nothing special there a tiny girl with big brown eyes.. and long dark wavy hair... a little short, but kind of sweet and addicted to chocolate treats so what do you see, that I don't see? reflecting in my eyes. can you see the heart beneath or where my spirit flies Staring at my image I look at what I see and I sit and wonder How I look to thee.... 4/17/91 My mind is at a blank and I just can't find the words in the wilderness I sit watching the flying birds herds of elk go walking by with their ever watchful eye and the baby eagle in its nest flutters its wings, as it learns to fly and the wild herd of horses all the mares, with their stallion pride. charge down the mountain from the spiraling heights and then run up the distant other side. and the squirrel playing in his tree and the falcon flying on the breeze all these images fill my mind and the words come flooding back watching the world go by me as I wander these mountain tracks. And as the night comes to an end In the distant the howl of a wolf is heard and in a near by aspen tree the cooing of a sleeping bird. 4/19/91 I have always been there and I shall always be look into your heart and tell me what you see I present myself in different ways you feel my standing there but still you turn away and no matter where you go or what you seem to say I will still be waiting for you to see the day and though it might not seem that I am always there Just turn around and look behind, you'll still find me waiting here. 4/23/91 Sailing across the distant sea listening to the waves whispered tales, they speak to me of lovely creatures and hidden caves far beneath the ocean deep the mermaid sings, and widows weep beware you foolish traveler when you sail the turning sea when you hear the mermaid sing turn your ship and flee. for if you travel further a widow your wife, soon will be and your ship, as your banner flies, will be sailing, the bottom of the sea. 4/23/91 Across the sea I fly in my ballon, across the sky far away from the reach of man peering at the endless land beneath I see, a world in flame and I know that man's to blame. And as I watch the worlds demise I hear salvation in a rebel's cry for with the going of the past a new race is born at last and recreates what was undone before the glory of the rising sun. 4/23/91 listen to the wind blowing across the sea whispered tales of lands unknown out there waiting for me. Around this world I travel across the burning sky atop my floating vessel the poet's black banner flies. many lands I've seen to new land I now go from lands of constant sun to places of blowing snow. And the wind still takes me to all the lands unknown, Until I finally find a place which I can live and call home. 4/23/91 If all roads lead to paradice then tell me where I went wrong I've walked the roads of endless dreams but still I've walked so long. Paradice I have yet to find like a lost image in my drifting mind. and as time slips away and I live yet another day I walk down this lonely road it seems to have no end it's awefully straight and narrow and there are no curves or bends so does this road end in paradice or was it all a lie or did I not watch wehre I was going and missed paradice, as I went striding by. 4/23/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed May 8 13:39:21 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <54097>; Wed, 8 May 1991 13:39:03 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 8 May 91 06:21:55 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 8 May 91 06:21:54 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 8 May 91 06:20:01 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 8 May 91 06:19:48 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00529; Wed, 8 May 91 04:19:43 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA27467; Tue, 7 May 91 19:58:49 19 Date: Sun, 19 May 1991 22:58:49 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9105080158.AA27467@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR Greetings once again from the mystic poet from hell. I hope these poems spark some sort of memories or feelings in all who read these. And I hope you enjoy reading them, and have a nice night/day. bye bye from: BlackMist the black dreaming unicorn. *late into the night I dream, And in the dead of night I scream, For by some distant Island stream, The unicorn died within the dying moon beam.* ******************************cut here*********************** *sadness of the heart* Did you always have those sad eyes, And did I never see The sadness in your heart Or did you hide it from me? Thinking back in time When it was just you and me Was your laughter true and real And did I set your sadness free? I remember your tender smile And all your laughter too But always just behind The sadness was showing through. And try as I would To set your sadness free You turned me back each time I tried And in the end you lost me And so I just remember An image of your face Longing to find happiness But the sadness left it's eternal trace. 5/7/91 *passion burns the heart* Passion burns a flaming flower. The lady fair locked in her ivory tower. Breaking hearts is what she does. For she knows not the meaning of true love. Come and sit beneath her tower. And fell her ancient alluring power. But don't dare look into her endless eyes. Cause you'll lose your heart, as the silver moon begins to rise. But she'll run in fear from your loving heart. Cause in the end it will be torn apart. Many hearts she's stolen broken hearts were left behind. And the guilt plays tricks with her tortured mind. And in the distant night a torch was thrown Within the ancient halls, of her ivory home. And passion burns the ivory tower. With the rising smoke goes the flaming flower. And with her goes the broken dreams Like rose petals, floating down an island stream. 5/5/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Sat May 11 12:04:55 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <126975>; Sat, 11 May 1991 12:04:47 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 10 May 91 10:05:02 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Fri, 10 May 91 10:05:01 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Fri, 10 May 91 10:02:56 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Fri, 10 May 91 10:02:38 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA19447; Fri, 10 May 91 08:02:26 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29592; Fri, 10 May 91 08:02:24 19 Date: Fri, 10 May 1991 11:02:24 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9105101402.AA29592@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O HELLO HELLO AGAIN ALL YOU POEM FANS>>> To all the people on my list I know..and the few dozen that i don't Here are 2 more new poems from little old me.. If you do not wish to be on my list anymore...(god forbid..*grin*) please mail me at squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu and i will try to get you removed from the list.... thank you for your time..and i hope you enjoy the following 2 new entries to my HELL files... (there is now.. hell1 hell2 and hell3) if you do not have any of these and you would like them, please mail me... thank you. ******************************CUT HERE************* *Love leaves.* How long will you leave me for how long will you go Will you be back with me before the winter's snow for away you go across the land and sea and each day I wonder will you remember me. Or will you find another to hold beneath the trees, So how long will you go how far will you stray will you ever come back to me and hold me yet another day? 5/9/91 Red sun rise, Black sun set And once again, I have met with death. He comes in many different shapes and sizes like things I've never known. He comes to shake my living soul and chill me to the bones. But yet he can not have me For I have yet a life to live He can not have that part of me. And my soul, I will not give. So even though, He comes an goes He never lets his anger show. For in the end, he leaves again heading for his dreary den and I still hold, my shaken soul Like an ancient pot of irish gold. And death plots and plans the day. When he'll finally make you give your soul away. 5/9/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed May 15 19:09:00 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <127523>; Wed, 15 May 1991 19:08:54 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 15 May 91 11:32:10 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 15 May 91 11:32:09 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 15 May 91 11:30:04 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 15 May 91 11:29:45 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA03195; Wed, 15 May 91 09:29:38 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29403; Wed, 15 May 91 09:29:36 19 Date: Sun, 19 May 1991 12:29:36 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9105151529.AA29403@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *REQUESTED BY ZOMBIE* Hi! Could you write a poem about a zombie, who was a child-murderer in life, and now as a revenant he hides out during the day and at night mindlessly stalks the roads for small children to molest and murder. ?? thanks... *************************************************** *the fate of a murderer* Late into the night he plot an evil smirk upon his face how to kill that whining tot and leave not a single trace Crying in the silent night he made himself be known the child that took fright at the stranger in his home. In the dead of night he stole into the baby's room with an axe, he slit its throat and with this evil act was doomed. But first he made the baby cry hit him once or twice he gloated as the baby died with its body all cut and diced. When his deed was found off to death himself was bound within a chair of electric rods and a priest, asking for his last words to god... He laughed at death, and insulted the gods, as his life came to its shocking end and he was punished by the lords cause he died laughing at his sins. The man was slain, his body lain beneath a pile of stone But He was told, before his bones were cold to rise and walk again. Cursed by the gods, to walk in death A zombie he was made molesting all the children and practicing his evil trade. So each night the zombie walks longing for the death, he could not keep looking for a child, he walks within the darkness to Hunt and never sleep. He hunts by night And hides by day Hidden deep within, His shallow dusty grave. Each night he relives the terror of his act a child falls, each time he calls beneath his bloody axe. So be wary when you sleep, And know that this is his fate, To walk the endless nights and never to pass through heavens gates. And if you have a child, that cries through out the night. Silence the babe if you can, or keep him out of sight. And if it is late at night. Watch your infant while it sleeps cause if he finds your child, Your child will be chopped meat. Written by BlackMist the IRC Poet.. CopyWrite 5/14/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Sat Jun 22 22:52:24 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by polaris.utu.fi with SMTP id <127922>; Sat, 22 Jun 1991 22:52:14 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Sat, 22 Jun 91 15:22:55 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Sat, 22 Jun 91 15:22:54 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Sat, 22 Jun 91 15:21:23 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Sat, 22 Jun 91 15:21:01 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23712; Sat, 22 Jun 91 13:20:41 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29194; Sat, 22 Jun 91 13:20:39 19 Date: Sat, 22 Jun 1991 16:20:39 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9106221920.AA29194@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR **** the irc poet strikes again... here are 3 new poems that you have all been waiting for.. i hope you enjoy them... good bye and have a great summer. blackmist squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu* ****************************************** *crow* Hello Hello you silly crow Just how fast can you go Can you tell my why the winds so cold and where is the blowing snow Hello hello you silly crow tell me what you know of lands forgotten long ago where the Unicorn still roams... Hello hello you silly crow Just how fast can you go on your wings of black ash gold Can you take me home??? 6/91 Dreaming dreams of distant places where the black unicorn races over trees and lakes and streams chasing after a fading dream abover her flies the black winged crow going whereever the wind should blow he watches over the unicorn pure black with the golden horn together they travel across the land for on a twisted path she stands watching the crow in the sky and wonders where her future lies... 6/91 Angels weep their silent tears for its been a hundred years since i`ve laid down by your side, and looked into the sea behind your eyes but each night I dreamed of laying by a sparkling stream curled up within your warm embrace looking for the love, shining in your face walking silently, hand and hand in the shadow woods we walk together we will always stand there`s no need to speak or talk.. and even though we are apart I love you with all my heart so each night we`ve slept an angel softly wept for love so far apart grows strained and breaks the heart... so hold me in your arms tonight beneath the dancing moon light look into the sea behind my eyes and find the place where my heart does fly and I shall wait for that day when you`ll come back to me and stay so hold me in your arms tonight protect me from the chilling night and as I lay down by your side remember all the love you feel inside. 6/20/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jul 18 11:39:38 1991 Received: from Kontu.cc.utu.fi ([130.232.2.1]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127174>; Thu, 18 Jul 1991 11:39:33 +0300 Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:48 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:48 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:48 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:48 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:47 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:47 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:47 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:47 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:46 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:46 EET Received: from PO5.ANDREW.CMU.EDU by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 18:46 EET Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 10 May 91 11:20:55 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Fri, 10 May 91 11:20:53 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Fri, 10 May 91 11:19:00 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Fri, 10 May 91 11:18:49 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23798; Fri, 10 May 91 09:18:42 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA00321; Fri, 10 May 91 09:18:39 19 Date: Fri, 10 May 1991 12:18:39 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Message-id: <9105101518.AA00321@zephyr.cair.du.edu> X-Envelope-to: magi@utu.fi Status: O Hello.. this is one more quick poem, it was a request by ZZZ (on irc) to write a poem about the pain of breaking up with someone (or someone breaking up with you) thank you... Blackmist the black dreaming unicorn. ***************CUT HERE************************** *broken heart* I sit and wonder Why you cared Why we had the love We shared Where you went, And Why you left. I hope your happy And you did whats best. But since your gone Don't come back Stay far away On your love questing track. Keep looking for what you lost For my heart was the cost You broke it once You broke it twice Now its your turn To pay the painful price She'll break your heart And tell you lies Then you'll be asking the questions, Of what happened and why? You'll wonder why it hurts so much, When she leaves you in a rut, And when your heart is broke in two. Don't expect me to feel sorry for you. 5/10/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jul 18 11:39:59 1991 Received: from Kontu.cc.utu.fi ([130.232.2.1]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127534>; Thu, 18 Jul 1991 11:39:53 +0300 Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:14 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:14 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:13 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:13 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:13 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:13 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:12 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:12 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:12 EET Received: from Kontu.utu.fi by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:12 EET Received: from PO5.ANDREW.CMU.EDU by kontu.utu.fi with PMDF#10394; Fri, 10 May 1991 19:11 EET Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 10 May 91 11:47:47 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Fri, 10 May 91 11:47:46 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Fri, 10 May 91 11:46:59 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Fri, 10 May 91 11:46:37 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23997; Fri, 10 May 91 09:46:31 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA00537; Fri, 10 May 91 09:46:29 19 Date: Sun, 19 May 1991 12:46:29 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Message-id: <9105101546.AA00537@zephyr.cair.du.edu> X-Envelope-to: magi@utu.fi Status: O HELLO HELLO AGAIN ALL YOU POEM FANS>>> To all the people on my list I know..and the few dozen that i don't Here are 2 more new poems from little old me.. If you do not wish to be on my list anymore...(god forbid..*grin*) please mail me at squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu and i will try to get you removed from the list.... thank you for your time..and i hope you enjoy the following 2 new entries to my HELL files... (there is now.. hell1 hell2 and hell3) if you do not have any of these and you would like them, please mail me... thank you. ******************************CUT HERE************* *Love leaves.* How long will you leave me for how long will you go Will you be back with me before the winter's snow for away you go across the land and sea and each day I wonder will you remember me. Or will you find another to hold beneath the trees, So how long will you go how far will you stray will you ever come back to me and hold me yet another day? 5/9/91 Red sun rise, Black sun set And once again, I have met with death. He comes in many different shapes and sizes like things I've never known. He comes to shake my living soul and chill me to the bones. But yet he can not have me For I have yet a life to live He can not have that part of me. And my soul, I will not give. So even though, He comes an goes He never lets his anger show. For in the end, he leaves again heading for his dreary den and I still hold, my shaken soul Like an ancient pot of irish gold. And death plots and plans the day. When he'll finally make you give your soul away. 5/9/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jul 18 19:35:38 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127570>; Thu, 18 Jul 1991 19:35:34 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:47:31 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:47:30 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:45:52 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:45:15 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA15233; Thu, 18 Jul 91 09:44:38 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA08527; Thu, 18 Jul 91 09:44:36 19 Date: Fri, 19 Jul 1991 12:44:36 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9107181544.AA08527@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O GREETINGS once again from The IRC POET from hell here is the newest edition submitted to dist list for those of you out there that would like any of the 220+ poems that you do not already have .. just email me and i will mail you what ever poems you are currently missing and without further procrastination.. here is my newests... *************************************************************** *Portrait* This is a picture of you Reading this poem. Concentrate. on the movement of your eyes as you watch the glowing letters scroll slowly up your screen. As you blink, to relieve the strain on your eyes.. while you stare intently at your glowing screen... Feel.. The keyboard, your fingers as they move unconciously, across the hard keys, and hit the delete key. Focus on the particular way Your hair falls, The damp scent of hair spray The placement of your feet, Numb because you have forgoten to move them,, Now tingling with feeling cause you have thought to move them. Hear.. The sounds that suround you.. the ticking of the clock, the steps of someone walking by. the branch of the tree outside your window tapping on the glass, waiting for you to let it in.. the faint buzz coming from the back of your computer.. Imagine yourself ten feet away, and look back at your body position hunched over a key board, Ridgid and still, The ache of your neck and back from lack of movement. Note, the expression on your face, Blank, as though hypnotized by the blinking lights. Staring into nothingness aware of nothing but your screen oblivious to the world around you or the fact that your friend is trying desprately to talk to you.. This is a portrait, Of yourself, as seen by yourself (and others) this portrait is finished, when you sign off and walk away from your computer, and once again become part of the real world around you. 7/17/91 Shadows fill the valley as the night draws to an end light seeps into the crevasses and day returns again as the sun peeks over the edge and lights the valley down below the unicorn standing in her pastures begins to glitter and glow and the mist that wanders the fields at night gather around the gleaming unicorn she salutes the rising sun, then walks into the mist as she leaves her nightly pastures a new day is born.... From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jul 18 19:26:37 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127575>; Thu, 18 Jul 1991 19:26:30 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:58:58 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:58:56 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:56:55 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 18 Jul 91 11:56:43 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA15389; Thu, 18 Jul 91 09:56:13 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA08641; Thu, 18 Jul 91 09:56:12 19 Date: Fri, 19 Jul 1991 12:56:12 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9107181556.AA08641@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Subject: comments Status: O Hello once again... If you have any comments about any poems.. or wish to submitt any poems to my distribution list.. please notify me.. (i love getting comments about poems so that i know someone out there is actually listening to me..) thank you for you time and i hope you are having a great summer... *the black dreaming unicorn of hell bows before thee* *jumps into the wall of mist and disapears back to the land of poets. * bye blackmist stacy. squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Jul 18 22:41:47 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <128047>; Thu, 18 Jul 1991 22:41:40 +0300 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 14:36:49 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 18 Jul 91 14:36:45 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 18 Jul 91 14:34:00 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 18 Jul 91 14:33:44 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA18065; Thu, 18 Jul 91 12:33:16 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA09804; Thu, 18 Jul 91 12:33:14 19 Date: Fri, 19 Jul 1991 15:33:14 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9107181833.AA09804@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O GREETINGS Once again... here is yet another New Poem from THE IRC POET... With the Help of Pallas the Multitasking God Here is yet another Unicorn poem from me.. The black Dreaming Unicorn of hell Hope you like it.. have a nice day.. and thank you for your time.. *******************************CUT HERE************* Copywrite 7/18/91 by Blackmist The irc Poet *Freedom Of The Black Unicorn* Envision a unicorn black as night With head held high black beauty in flight Sprouting from her crown spirilling through the sky.. A horn of twisted gold.. through your dreams she`ll fly.. Running across the land of dreams her golden hoofs sparkle and glow Racing across the mystic mountain tops.. she plays in the icey snow The golden bridle is just a myth. It will not hold her to thee No hand may touch her golden mane No master`s voice does she heed Free to roam the earth by day and through your dreams at night If you are so lucky, you might get to see the black unicorn playing in the moon light Captured by her beauty try to catch her if you dare But be wary of her evil heart or getting caught by her hypnotizing stare In dreams you will see her Magestic with her horn of twisted gold.. Playing in her mountain snow beauty for the bold to behold.. From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Jul 24 03:42:18 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127735>; Wed, 24 Jul 1991 03:42:05 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 23 Jul 91 20:07:22 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 23 Jul 91 20:07:20 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 23 Jul 91 20:05:27 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 23 Jul 91 20:05:18 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA05069; Tue, 23 Jul 91 18:04:50 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA25685; Tue, 23 Jul 91 18:04:48 19 Date: Tue, 23 Jul 1991 21:04:48 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9107240004.AA25685@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O *Depression walks up: *pet* *pet*... He pets the little black unicorn... "there there poet, I am here to inspire you".. He grins evily, He runs his hands though her mane, and leaves her with his one special gift. "Depression". And so the Poet writes once again.. they are not great .. but they are a start... ps. anyone know the current count on Hell3 file?.. if so. mail me bye >From The Depressed Black Dreaming Unicorn of Hell THE IRC POET **********************************CUT HERE************************** CopyWrite 7/23/91 All rights reserved by the lady poet any reproduction of this can be punished by law *The Lonely Road Of Life* last night I had a dream a dream I`ve had before I dream I`m walking down a path my friends are there, but walk silently past I reach out, and there is nothing there and I wonder, as they blankly stare past me, eyes intent on another place and I know I`m not wanted in their space So I walk down this path darkness ahead, darkness behind and confusion rules my mind... Mist hides my view on either side I know not where I`m going or why I even try Maybe I know in my heart somewhere there is blue sky.. So each night I dream of friends, that will never be A road that never ends a life with just me.. and as I walk this lonely path my friends are left behind I wish I was not so lonely as confusion rules my mind.... * * *silent cries* I call in the night to ears that will never hear The echo of those three words whispered into the empty air I reach out to hold what I wave no more late into the night I call and wonder whats left to live for my arms have no one to hold and those ears do not hear my call so I shall live forever lonely within these silent halls.. 7/22/91 * *pulling my strings to my heart* Tugging on my heart you knew just what to do you made me laugh you made me cry you made me happy just to be alive Then you cut the strings and let my heart fall apart now who will make me laugh now that you made me cry who will fix the heart who will fix the hurt created by your lies.. 7/23/91 * *a friend dies* Hello my friend it is so nice to see you again I never knew you had so many friends is this a party just for you? why are you dressed up in a suit and tie and what is that red stuff on your cheek You really should get up quit laying on that bed.. all your friends are waiting now quit acting like your dead. They are saying such nice things I never knew they cared Hey stop what you are doing Do not close that lid.. Wake up, tell them you are here don`t let them close the lid.... how can you be dead why just the other day we made plans for traveling to come or go or stay now your gone forever... and you never said goodbye 7/23/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Sep 17 03:07:02 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126773>; Tue, 17 Sep 1991 03:06:54 +0300 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 16 Sep 91 19:54:09 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 16 Sep 1991 19:54:08 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 16 Sep 1991 19:52:29 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 16 Sep 91 19:52:04 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00119; Mon, 16 Sep 91 17:51:51 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA20466; Mon, 16 Sep 91 17:51:50 19 Date: Thu, 19 Sep 1991 20:51:50 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9109162351.AA20466@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *THE DREAMLORD AND THE DREAMER* POEM DEDICATED TO JOKER/THE DREAMLORD Welcome to his world of dreams beyond the walls of midnight where imagination rules and reality is hidden by the night. Enter through your dreams for there are no doors or gates Walk on through to this forgotten land for here the DreamLord waits... >From your world of Science Where dreams are all forgotten Lost is this world of impossibility and the land is dead and rotten. ******************************************** Through the mist she stumbles A trespasser to this land Breaking through the barriers between two worlds she stands. In the distance she hears the thunder and in the sky she sees the darkened cloud and the heavens release their drops of life and awaken the barren grounds... Plant grow into existance as only she has ever seen for with a thought she turned the world into her land of dreams She sits beneath a willow tree protected from the rain As she watches the graceful flight of A silver tailed Crane. ****************************** He runs through the mist screaming his defiance searching for the dreamer in this ancient world of science Her presence he can sence across his world he runs... leaving behind a sparkling trail of millions of tiny suns.... The world is turning green with the coming storm for in this world of science a new dreamer has been born He finds her in the mist She waits beneath a tree He makes his presence known, for only the dreamer holds the key. Mane of living black and hide of silver gray and to his mysterious eyes her stare will surely stray She feels herself drawn into those wells of night a soul lost in their depths searching for the light with a blink he wakes her and she grabs his silky mane then on his back she rides the steed that no man can tame on the mist of dreams he flies and she feels the life within the world around her filled with life as the forgotten land begins to mend Through a wall of mist he runs into another land he flies a castle of crystal white towers climbing to the sky.... At the gates he pauses and here she does dismount walking with the unicorn she enters the world she dreamed about... To save this ancient world she holds the single key forget her world of science and let her dreams run free.... Silver gray like the mist of life accross this land he f,ies lookinf gor another dreamer with his ever searching eyes Master of Dreams he will forever be He searches through the night Directed by his horn of dreams he guides another dreamer to the light. WRITTEN BY BLACKMIST THE BLACK DREAMING UNICORN OF HELL THE IRC POET 09/16/91. From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Sep 17 04:09:51 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126995>; Tue, 17 Sep 1991 04:09:40 +0300 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 16 Sep 91 20:40:15 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 16 Sep 1991 20:40:12 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 16 Sep 1991 20:38:18 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 16 Sep 91 20:38:00 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00883; Mon, 16 Sep 91 18:37:49 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA21014; Mon, 16 Sep 91 18:37:47 19 Date: Thu, 19 Sep 1991 21:37:47 +0300 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9109170037.AA21014@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O ***** THE BLACK DREAMING UNICORN STRIKES ONCE AGAIN... HOPE YOU ENJOY THE NEWEST BATCH OF STRANGENESS FROM THIS VERY DISTURBED UNICORN/POET ..... HOPE YOU ALL HAD A GREAT SUMMER AND I WISH YOU THE BEST OF LUCK IN THE COMING YEAR FARE THEE WELL AND SWEET PASTURES BLACKMIST THE IRC POET ******************************************************** *Destruction of the gods* Build me a world of science then take my gods from me explain how the wind blows So I can set my wind lords free. * Tell me how the earth was made and why we got these plants and trees Show me that the gods did not make this lovely world for us to see * There is no Apollo, God of the sun or a titan of the sea below and science proved long ago that no god can make the volcano blow * where are all the water nymphs what happened to the fairies who will watch the forests when you dismiss them with your theories. * prove to me there's no heaven with your trips to mars show me that the gods above are little twinkling stars * in a world of science where ancient gods are all but gone lost to a world of technology here we worship the computer god. Written By. BlackMist 09/14/91 *THE CAPTURE OF A UNICORN* In the day that future lost and the light that was never found the unicorn lost his soul and till death, was forever bound... * The chain was made of gold as fine as silky thread drapped so gently behind his ears a golden bridle upon his head * In darkness the past was lost... the gates between two worlds, the lady held the key for you may pass into that mysterious land... when a unicorn walks with thee... * held by a thread, his soul was lost to the love of the maiden fair wandering in that distant world... the last unicorn disappeared... *Falcon's Poem* Good Night Mighty Falcon >From the Master Of Night and Dreams.. I bid Thee a good night.... Sleep well in green pastures fly high thou wind master kill fast and fly strong.. and leave behind ..the world of wrong.. sing your falcon song... and forever stay strong.. Fly the winds of time, For in the end, you will be mine.... BlackMist 91' From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Sep 25 04:55:40 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127429>; Wed, 25 Sep 1991 04:55:30 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 24 Sep 91 21:33:36 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 24 Sep 1991 21:33:34 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 24 Sep 1991 21:31:38 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 24 Sep 91 21:31:15 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA03010; Tue, 24 Sep 91 19:30:59 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA15365; Tue, 24 Sep 91 19:30:56 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9109250130.AA15365@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: poem To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Date: Wed, 25 Sep 1991 04:30:55 +0300 Priority: Hell with priority Reply-To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR **** WELCOME BACK TO POEM DISTRIBUTION LIST******* As you all know.. i killed old dist list..and you are all on the new dist list.. if you do not wish to be on this list please email me at squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu... I hope you like this.. it is something i wrote last quarter.. that i never sent out... have a nice day BlackMist The irc Poet.... ************************************************* *The Poets Black Banner* Black against the setting sun a relic of what the poets done it mutters all the poets words and speaks to the passing birds it tells of tales the poet spoke and of the dreams the poet wrote The poets banner once was white. when in life, his heart was bright. His words were filled with mystery and fulfilled your dreams and fantasies.. he wrote of things that legends told like unicorns and dragons gold and the images were so sharp and clear you could picture the creatures standing there and through the years the banner flew learning all the tales the poet knew with the lost of its happy master the banner turned black forever after in memory of the poets mind the banner flutters throughout time whispering the rhymes the poet wrote so no one would forget the poet's heart that spoke..... 09/24/91 Written by Blackmist copy write 09/24/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Sep 26 06:31:18 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127630>; Thu, 26 Sep 1991 06:31:12 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 25 Sep 91 22:56:49 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 25 Sep 1991 22:56:46 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 25 Sep 1991 22:54:16 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 25 Sep 91 22:54:03 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA24812; Wed, 25 Sep 91 20:53:49 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA28683; Wed, 25 Sep 91 20:53:48 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9109260253.AA28683@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: NEW POEMS To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Date: Thu, 26 Sep 1991 05:53:47 +0300 Priority: Hellish Reply-To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******************** HELLO FROM BLACKMIST THE IRC POET********** Once again I have something to entertain you for a few minutes while you are sitting in one of your boring classes or have nothing to do at work.... I hope you enjoy these the first one is new.. the second one i wrote back in june and never mailed out... Thank you for your time..and you patients with all the messing around i have been doing with dist list... just remember if you want of.. YOU MUST MAIL ME>. at squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu *************************************************** *The Storms Of Life* Through your life will travel the dark and stormy clouds The winds that drive you back and the rains that beat you down.. Across this world you walk through the mud you tread and you wonder why you bothered and where you have been led... The road before you is cold and wet the path behind is safe and dry but still you walk on through the rain looking for the cloudless sky... Storms are like trouble they come and go with time run not from the coming storm because your troubles tag along behind.. you can not escape your troubles for they are always there great them when they come and face your greatest fears Troubles are but a challenge like the blowing wind Walk straight into it and in the end you'll win. Written by Blackmist 09/25/91 *The Waking NightMare* As I close my eyes I lose my mind and drift into the world of dreams where wolf packs howl and devils prowl and you hear a tortured scream Tossing and turning I try to wake but someone locked my dream bound gate and they come to me each night a ghostly host, black barrow wights, they try to feed me to an evil drake I try to scream, but make not a sound and I can not outrun, these black hell hounds the gates are locked I can not wake and with a scream I break the gates.. The dream is at an end and I'm in the waking world again so I dread the night to come for with the leaving of the sun the nightmare sits and waits for me to sleep again. Written by BlackMist The Black Unicorn.. 09/25/91 From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Sat Oct 12 02:49:16 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126814>; Sat, 12 Oct 1991 02:49:10 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 11 Oct 91 18:14:17 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Fri, 11 Oct 1991 18:14:15 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Fri, 11 Oct 1991 18:12:56 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 11 Oct 91 17:11:30 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA13652; Fri, 11 Oct 91 15:11:00 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA02500; Fri, 11 Oct 91 15:10:58 19 Date: Fri, 11 Oct 1991 17:10:58 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9110112110.AA02500@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O ***** Welcome once again from BlackMist the Irc Poet..******* I hope you all enjoy the following few poems.. Most of them are dedicated to one person or another... the second one is to derbear.. and the 3rd one is to WhiteWolf.... Any and all comments are welcome.... anything you think that should be changed... please mail me... OR>>> God forbid.. If you have not already done so..or have not been.... Please Mail ME squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu IF YOU WISH TO BE REMOVED from my Poem Mailing list..... and last but not least... please even if it is once in a blue moon... send me a comment or something that you like what you are reading.. or if you are reading these at all... I like knowing that someone out there is actually paying attention since I almost never hear from any of you... thank you and have a nice day/night ********************************************************** *storm wind* gusting winds a flash in the sky dark clouds go rolling by rain falls the earth moves horses fly on wind swept hooves the hawk above is blown away as the sky above turns deadly gray all take shelter from the storm and in the forest a new baby is born a filly, black as night safe by her mothers side beautiful, like the storm on wings of death she rides. across the land she flies full of fury and of pride black like the stormy clouds she grows stronger, with every stride. end 10/1/91 *Love Or Death* here is the question of life Which of 2 fates will you choose.. In my hands I hold your future. one or the other, your life you will lose.. For in my hands I hold... death on a leash. Tugging and pulling to get away Longing to be given to those in pain And in my other hand I have all the love in the world which is ment to drive away All the misery and the pain... In my travels I have seen.. All the people in the world Some come to me for death To end their days of pain.. And so I let the Leash go free And let Death go its own way.. Others come to me for love... All the love in the world... So I give it to them freely And they live happily till they get old.... Then there are the others... The ones that want nothing at all They who can not face death or love.. And go one living with their pains.. They can not take the shock... Of taking Death in hand... Or they fear the joy... That comes from taking all the Love in the land.... And so which fate do you choose... One of hateful Death?... Or do you want the life of peace With someone who loves you best... Or shall you be an "other"... And fear the fate you face... Pick neither one... and pass your chance with fate... Written by... BlackMist 10/07/91 8:23 PM *WHITE WOLF* Shadow woods, with all their secrets the dark forest of the gods filled with all the ancient magic this is the land whitewolf guards.... A white flicker between the trees racing through the forest silent as a passing shadow whitewolf, a light in the darkness Stalking through the woods here the shadows rule the trees think only of themselves and not a creature moves.... In the distance, a will o' the wisp bobbs before its prey catching the eyes of a wandering fool and leading him quite astray... As he wanders this mysterious land he finds the place where fairies dwell with the mighty centar and the lovely unicorn and here and there a wizard casting spells... Following the will o' the wisp lost within this spell bound forest captured by the trees that move and surrounded by the darkness In the shadows lurkes a creature White as the purest snow gliding between the trees of night with golden eyes that seem to glow... Then whitewolf finds the silly fool and leads the wanderer to the light so he guards the creatures here of this ancient place of night A land with all its secrets with beauty few will ever see.. and if you enter this forbidden land be sure that whitewolf will be hunting thee..... Written by BlackMist 10/9/91 *Dedicated to WhiteWolf Of the Magic Forest* From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Oct 16 01:52:42 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126759>; Wed, 16 Oct 1991 01:52:31 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 15 Oct 91 14:48:39 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 15 Oct 1991 14:48:34 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 15 Oct 1991 14:43:50 -0400 (EDT) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 15 Oct 91 14:43:31 EDT Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23857; Tue, 15 Oct 91 12:43:19 -0600 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA16950; Tue, 15 Oct 91 12:43:17 19 Date: Sat, 19 Oct 1991 14:43:17 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9110151843.AA16950@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *************************POEM********************** Hello once again All you silent people out there... Ok for those of you who don"t get the main idea of what the idea of this poem... It is about Warriors Who went to war For the wrong reasons.. And in doing so... we cursed to fight their war every night... So as ghost they rise up each night.. and Fight thier battle but they no longer can remember why they are fighting... So they just continue to fight through out time without reason.. END. Bye *********************************************************** Once in shadow woods where my spirit lies I came to rest among the dead And let my spirit fly * I walk along the coridors where time stands forever still here I see the men who died Upon this ancient hill.. * With the coming of the night The dead slowly rise In the distant I hear the echo Of thier ancient battle cry.. * The mist begins to gather.. beneath thier marching feet.. Sword held high in glory.. On the Field they meet... * And as they meet upon the field, They fight through out the night Neither is the winner In this senseless fight.. * For Neither can remember What they are fighting for.. Lost with in the past... The Reason for this Eternal war.. * If they would take the time remember once again... what they left behind.. thier family and thier friends.. * If they only would lay down thier bloody swords... call a truce between them... and return to the land of thier lords.. * But as I walk within these woods.. I hear the ancient battle cries For the warriors of the past.. are living thier ghostly lives. * Fighting for eternity For reasons now unknown.. Dying with thier sword in hand and thier hearts of stone.. Written By BlackMist 10/15/91 12:30 pm. From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Mon Oct 28 20:20:53 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127035>; Mon, 28 Oct 1991 20:20:42 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for magi@utu.fi; Mon, 28 Oct 91 13:22:07 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu; Mon, 28 Oct 1991 13:22:05 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 28 Oct 1991 12:26:03 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 28 Oct 1991 12:18:54 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 28 Oct 91 12:18:26 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA23120; Mon, 28 Oct 91 10:18:07 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA22766; Mon, 28 Oct 91 10:18:05 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9110281718.AA22766@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: Poem From DragonLance To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Mon, 28 Oct 1991 19:18:04 +0200 Priority: none X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******************************************************* I hope you like this.. it is one of my favorite poems I did not write this... but i hope you like it thank you bye Blackmist ******************************************************* A Poem from Dragon Lance The hunt for the unicorn There was a proud and noble stag In Shadow Wood was born, And there he grew, and there he met And loved the Unicorn. He served her long, he served her well, He served her, whole and part Until one night in Shadow Glade He told her all his heart She did not mock, she did not laugh, But softly told him nay; He did not grieve, but chose to leave And plotted to betray. He sought out then King Peris's men: His words were cold and blunt, "Oh, sentry hosts, desert your posts: I offer you a hunt." King Peris's men were duty bound, To guard the woods from fear. The king, in pride, set sword aside, To bargain with the deer. "There is no hunt for me." said he, Oh any creature born, Unless I could in Shadow Wood Hunt down the Unicorn." "None knows so well where she may dwell As I who did her will, If you will heed, then I will lead And you may have your kill But one lone guard forewarned the King "This hunt is evil-sturred; For those with arms and potent charms Against whom we must guard No more will wait the eyes of hate And souls and hearts of gall But purge the wood of light and good And gods forgive us all Still Peris boasts, "Step down my host, And hear the hunting horn, Let men invade both wood and glade We hunt the unicorn The Stag led on from night to dawn. >From sunrise into morn, And in the shade of Shadow Glade Betrayed the unicorn She spoke to him: her voice was grim: "What have you done for pride? You know and see your destiny And yet you turn aside. You would betray me to my death And quite forsake your vow? Then service lent without consent Is all you do me now." She touched him once, she touched him twice, And three times with her horn; And there he fell, and where he fell He rose a Unicorn. The guards have fled; their trusting land All undefended lies; And through the woods invaders ride With darkness in their eyes. Without alarm they practice charms That drive away that light And shadow into Darkwood Is made that evil night. And afterward, with sword and spear And horse and horn and hound They hunted down King Peris's men And ran them all to ground. The king was slain, his body lain Among his dying men, But they were told ere they were cold To rise and hunt again. "For every wraith who breaks his faith Must wander without cease And cold, perform what he did warm And never rest in peace. So, Every night the stag betrays The love he could not keep And king and host desert their post To hunt and never sleep. And so they shall betray and hunt, Until the day they show That they somehow fulfull the vow They broke so long ago." "The shadows in the woods are plain And mingle now with light; They flow and play with sun by day And dance with moon by night. >From Darkwood has Shadow wood Been granted it's release, Those who were killed in vows fulfilled Have there been granted peace." From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Sat Nov 2 04:32:48 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <129121>; Sat, 2 Nov 1991 04:32:37 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Fri, 1 Nov 91 17:56:41 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Fri, 1 Nov 1991 17:56:35 -0500 (EST) Received: from andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Fri, 1 Nov 1991 17:40:33 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Fri, 1 Nov 91 17:40:07 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA04416; Fri, 1 Nov 91 15:34:23 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA29305; Fri, 1 Nov 91 15:34:21 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111012234.AA29305@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: BlackMist To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Sat, 2 Nov 1991 00:34:20 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: O *********** DIST LIST *********** Here are some poems from giggle on irc... thank you for your contribution to the list giggles and i hope the rest of you enjoy these as much as i did thank you >From Blackmist the Black Dreaming Unicorn. >From hammar@wpi.WPI.EDU Tue Oct 22 09:55:39 1991 ********************************************************** 1 The air blows cooly through the brightly lit room. The giant bear sits comfortably behind the desk. Icicles form on his eyelashes, And droplets fall from his finger tips. The paw like hands fumble with the keyboard. Partial thoughts are formed, and spilled onto the screen. The bear has again crawled into his cave. He finds warmth in the coldness of his heart. He has pushed away yet another to find warmth in his only friend... Hate 2 When the clouds fill the sky, Does the sun still shine? Some say it doesn't, But scientists say it does; We just cannot see, We are blinded by the clouds. When hate fills the heart, Can love still grow? Some say it can't, I say it can; We just cannot feel, We are numbed by the hate. 3 You are hurt, I can read it in your words. I can hear it in your voice. I can see it in your actions. You are searching. You are reaching. You are looking for something, Trying to find something you've lost. It has drifted away, It has left you.... Empty. I am here. You can tell me your words. You can listen to my voice. Search for me. Reach for me. Look for me. Let this thing go... Drift toward me I'm here for you... Always. Confusion (4) It starts small, Like a mist swirling around our feet. No major losses, At most, we cannot tell the color of your shoes. As it grows, The mist floats higher and becomes thicker. We become disoriented, We lose the path and are left on our own. We stumble into obstacles, And are unable to determine a clear path. Soon the mist has become a thick fog. We are wading neck deep in it. We begin to choke as the entity consumes us. At last we are lost. Unable to see even ourselves clearly. The fog has entered our mind. We reach frantically for someone to cling to. But they cannot help us, Together we are lost, And we drown in the fog. The confusion. From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Nov 7 02:12:34 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126767>; Thu, 7 Nov 1991 02:12:25 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 6 Nov 91 12:52:15 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 6 Nov 1991 12:52:14 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 6 Nov 1991 12:50:04 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 6 Nov 91 12:49:41 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA04867; Wed, 6 Nov 91 10:49:28 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA06109; Wed, 6 Nov 91 10:49:26 19 Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1991 12:49:26 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111061749.AA06109@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *Breaking Down the Wall* With a pick and axe I pound upon the wall Breaking it down, Inch by inch And watch it slowly fall Bits of light now shimmer through the tiny cracks and I pound once more as your wall weakens under my attack Peaking through the holes I see what I came to find When this wall is finally gone Then your heart will be mine Why you tried to hide it I'm Sure I'll Never know But now that I have got it I swear, I will never let it go. Written By BlackMist November 5th. 1991. From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Nov 7 04:20:37 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126826>; Thu, 7 Nov 1991 04:20:17 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 6 Nov 91 20:47:49 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 6 Nov 1991 20:47:42 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 6 Nov 1991 20:45:18 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 6 Nov 91 20:44:46 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA17356; Wed, 6 Nov 91 18:44:33 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA11340; Wed, 6 Nov 91 18:44:31 19 Date: Tue, 19 Nov 1991 20:44:31 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111070144.AA11340@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR ******** POEM POEM POEM******** OK.. Here is my second poem of the day..and yes they were written today... hope you like them yes i know they are strange.. but then again they are always strange. **************************************** *Visit Form God?* If god came to visit What would he say "Greetings my darling children" or "THIS IS JUDGEMENT DAY!!!" Would he come by chariot drawn by horses of gold or would he just walk among us aged, frail, and old.... What will he bring when he visits that day? Salvation for all the world Or distruction and dismay.... And what if he visits And does nothing at all But silently watches our children playing ball... If god came to visit What would you do Grovel at his feet And beg him to fogive you?.. Would you even recognize him From all the other people Or would you call him crazy And ignore him like a fool.... From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Nov 12 09:10:16 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127076>; Tue, 12 Nov 1991 09:10:08 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 12 Nov 91 01:36:48 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 12 Nov 1991 01:36:44 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 12 Nov 1991 01:35:13 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 12 Nov 91 01:34:39 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA22651; Mon, 11 Nov 91 23:34:27 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA13409; Mon, 11 Nov 91 23:34:25 19 Date: Wed, 20 Nov 1991 01:34:25 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111120634.AA13409@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O **************************************************** HELLO Once again from the IRC Poet.... here are a few of my newest creations... as you can tell by the date at the end of each... This first one... *The Walk* Is Dedicated To Rocker/Tom Hind May our memories last a life time.. And the joys be eternal Goodbye and sweet readings folks **************************************************** *The Walk* By the water we stand Walking hand and hand Laughing at the jokes we made laying in the maple's shade watch the water ripple and listen to me giggle remember the moment you spent with me by the rivers edge wander on a path that goes on and on remember the moment for soon I will be gone As you watch the duck go floating by and rain slowly falls from the sky.. Far away I am but still we both can talk and reminise about the day you took me for that walk 11/11/91 *the poets seat* when the poet takes her seat upon the tripod of the Muse Peace desends upon the world and armies call a truce As she sits upon her seat words and thoughts fill her mind images and words come together as lines with rythem and rhyme... image after image of long lost dreams a line, a phraze, and then another quickly she writes the verse as they come together All turn and wait for the poets words Loud and Clear she speaks to make sure that she is heard. then, when all is written down she steps down and sighs... chaos continues where it left off and up goes the battle cries.. She paint a picture with every word of ancient mystic lands... When Knights fought for shivelry And In Death, became a MAN.... 11/11/91 *Signs of Winter* Walk along a path beneath the towering trees try to walk silently among the fallen leaves Hear the distant honking of the flying geese As they start their yearly treck to the far South East Feel the chilly winds of the coming storms watch the bushy squirrel hunt for tiny seeds and acorns Walk beside the lake Steam rises from the surface Crystals form beneath your feet As snow falls upon your face Walk along a path see how the trees have changed These are signs of winter In our majestic mountain range 11/11/91 From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Thu Nov 21 06:28:33 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127428>; Thu, 21 Nov 1991 06:28:23 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Wed, 20 Nov 91 16:36:16 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Wed, 20 Nov 1991 16:36:14 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Wed, 20 Nov 1991 16:29:51 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Wed, 20 Nov 91 16:29:19 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA20306; Wed, 20 Nov 91 14:29:03 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA02813; Wed, 20 Nov 91 14:29:01 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111202129.AA02813@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: B-DAY REQUEST/POEMS To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Wed, 20 Nov 1991 23:28:59 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ************** HEllo once again************* Welcome from the irc poet once again.... This is my newest batch so I hope you like them... I have a request to all you readers out there... *SEND ME A BIRTHDAY CARD*** my birthday is December 3rd..and i will finally be 20 years old So.. if you wish to send me a card.. my address is Stacy A. Quackenbush 2531 W. 101st Place Federal Heights, Colorado 80221 Thank you very much and have a very nice day,... enjoy the poems... they are wierd as always. bye bye ************************************************************* ************************************************************* poem is about my necklace.. it is a Black onyx Crystal on a Silver rope chain .. that has been on my neck for the last 3 years.. and does not come off.. *The Pendent* This is my heart black as the darkest night a stone of onyx rock but yet is shines in the light bound by a circle of silver this pendent of darkness I wear you can not see through it no matter how hard you stare. linked to a rope of silver drapped around my neck this crystal of midnight onyx without a single crack power it may hold stories it might well tell a amulet against the nightmares and keeps me from my inner hell. this is my heart I wear for all the world to see this rock hard shell of darkness that hides the inner me. end *The Lab Consultant* In this room I sit Behind my little desk Watching all the students Who are such major pests How I'd LOVE to kill them or Ban them from this lab They ask the Dumbest questions And they think that I'm a rag.. Time after time, They ask the same bloody things.. How I would love to kill them or cancel their process strings. 11/20/91 *Any body out there?* Does any body listen to the words I say do they even read the poems that I sent today I often stop and wonder why I even try Because Every time i send something I only get one Reply.. 11/20/91 *late Halloween Poem* On this night of Halloween When spooks and goblins prowl Ghost will walk the eerie night as a werewolf howls... As the children go from door to door Singing Trick Or Treat If you ask for a trick the children will sniff their tiny feet... But be wary of the others the ones that are not kids Like the sneaky goblin with his sack or the skeleton who belongs in bed And watch the midnight sky for witches on their brooms for on the night of Hallow Eve They can open the gates of doom but when the night is over and the children have their treats the monsters go back home and the ghosts go back to sleep... 10/31/91 *The Caller* Lurking in the shadow Master of the night Wings of death are spread and block out the moon light his eyes see through the darkness looking for new prey Suddenly, He hears a distant calling SOMEONE Knows his name... Ringing through his mind the calling of his hidden name magically it sings to him forcing him to seek the singer... and once again the dragon flies above this ancient land. Over land and mountain lakes across the sea below and all the while, the voice still sings calling out his ancient name The more he tries to resist the call the stronger it becomes Soon he comes upon a mountain with a house of crystal ice at the steps, a woman sits dressed in purest white. this is who has called the dragon from his lair and from him she asks one thing for him to give his name when he speaks his ancient name the calling suddenly stops.. For now she is his master and to his death is bound to protect the wonderous lady who claimed his ancient name... Then up in the air he flies back to his smokey home... But now he has a master... Who lives in the crystal dome... 11/20/91 From po3.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Nov 26 02:05:58 1991 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.12.31]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126758>; Tue, 26 Nov 1991 02:05:45 +0200 Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 25 Nov 91 17:32:13 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 25 Nov 1991 17:32:10 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 25 Nov 1991 17:30:28 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 25 Nov 91 17:30:04 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA00505; Mon, 25 Nov 91 15:29:47 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA00389; Mon, 25 Nov 91 15:29:44 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111252229.AA00389@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: New Poem/Birthday To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 26 Nov 1991 00:29:43 +0200 Priority: HELL Reply-To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: O Hello once again from the irc poet... here is my latest poem that i have written I hope you enjoy it... thank you for taking the time to read this and don"t forget to send me a Birthday Card... december 3rd... ************************************ *What I write about* I write about the fantasy of things that might have been Of a world with out reality and how this world will end I write about the spirits I call them from thier graves I speak to many who have passed As warriors, strong and brave... I write about the troubles I see them every day I feel the strain every time They decide to cross my way. I write about the darkenss A world with out light for this is where my heart does live hidden by the night One day I will write About the love I have shared Of the arms that hold me tight and the man that really cared... But now I write about the lonely path I walk Leaving happiness behind me and through this darkenss I will stalk. 11/24/91 2 AM... Written By BlackMist the Sleepless From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Nov 26 06:15:34 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127428>; Tue, 26 Nov 1991 06:15:24 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 25 Nov 91 21:40:08 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 25 Nov 1991 21:40:06 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 25 Nov 1991 21:38:08 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 25 Nov 91 21:37:37 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA04408; Mon, 25 Nov 91 19:37:21 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA02543; Mon, 25 Nov 91 19:37:19 19 Date: Mon, 25 Nov 1991 21:37:19 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9111260237.AA02543@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: O **************************************** another file from guess who.. hehehe I bet you are getting tired of seeing mail from The black dreaming unicorn night ******** *Death of the Unicorn* In the time that legends told of unicorns and dragons gold.. came the evil and the night Creatures came from the gates behind the doors, hell awaits Hunting down the Unicorn's light Through the forests where she dwells Came the creatures from that hell And here they came to fight The unicorn stood her ground For they wanted her golden Crown The source of all Goodness and Light So let legend tell how the unicorn fell beneath the hand of night >From head was torn The unicorns horn and with it went the light 11/24/91 BlackMist.. The Black Dreaming Unicorn *Death Rider* Late at night I ride the stallion with no hide A remnant of what it used to be.. The skeleton beneath my knees.. Bits of hair remains... Of its once beautiful silky mane.. And the hollows that will never see the grass that once was green... With each step it takes.. It leaves terror in its wake.. A steed once draped in gold... Now a ghastly sight to behold. And I ride this steed of mine upon the ancient paths of time.. Dreams are shattered and destroyed Beneath his feet like little toys.. Together we ride in search of those with destinies fulfilled to collect their souls Delivering them to what will be their resting place for eternity... And all shall Fear this steed of mine As we collect each soul in line.. For i am the Death Rider of this land.. A Deadly Bane to each Livig man... 11/24/91 Written by Blackmist From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Dec 3 05:13:07 1991 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127676>; Tue, 3 Dec 1991 05:12:50 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 2 Dec 91 20:36:55 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 2 Dec 1991 20:36:47 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 2 Dec 1991 20:35:23 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 2 Dec 91 20:35:00 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA22062; Mon, 2 Dec 91 18:34:41 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA14177; Mon, 2 Dec 91 18:34:39 19 Date: Thu, 19 Dec 1991 20:34:39 +0200 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9112030134.AA14177@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *SKY DANCER* Prancing On clouds of fire with his deadly touch of desire racing through the realms of hell This is where this Unicorn Dwells His breath is like a hurricane And fire runs through his blood red mane As he playes the ancient flute of kings through his horn, the winds can sing Blue as the skies he flies a flaming star across the Midnight Skies SkyDancer is his name as fire runs through his mane Belonging to his reality there`s no place he`d rather be Through eyes that see ahead Through time to a life of Dread With a touch, His soul you`ll tame For he is the unicorn with the Flaming Mane.. From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Dec 24 00:35:01 1991 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127221>; Tue, 24 Dec 1991 00:34:53 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for magi@utu.fi; Mon, 23 Dec 91 17:33:32 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:33:30 -0500 (EST) Received: from andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:21:18 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:13:56 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 23 Dec 91 17:13:27 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA07948; Mon, 23 Dec 91 15:13:07 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA25522; Mon, 23 Dec 91 15:13:05 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9112232213.AA25522@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: REad at your own risk To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 24 Dec 1991 00:13:04 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******* Another poem from me .. blackmist..... Read at your own risk ******** *************** *The Pains of Life* Through this life I walk Hand and hand with pain I work so hard just to get The tiny bits of joy I gained. Through my life's been short I've seen things you'll never know like a heart broken many times or the drug adicts mighty blows Pains that I have felt But yet I hide the truth The hurt can be so great that you wonder whats the use Things that I have seen proverty at its best abuse from those you love and engagments that will never last Time and time again I push the pain away But each time I trust again I am once again betrayed I touch the hearts of many and bring them peace and joy but many times they treat me heart like it is just a little toy.. Pain is all around.. and there is no way to hide Accept it as it comes.. and face it with your pride 12/23/91 From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Dec 24 00:51:22 1991 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127221>; Tue, 24 Dec 1991 00:51:13 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for magi@utu.fi; Mon, 23 Dec 91 17:47:10 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:47:09 -0500 (EST) Received: from andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:21:41 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 23 Dec 1991 17:17:19 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 23 Dec 91 17:16:49 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA07967; Mon, 23 Dec 91 15:16:31 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA25612; Mon, 23 Dec 91 15:16:29 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9112232216.AA25612@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: POEMS To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 24 Dec 1991 00:16:28 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******** Some poems from me...Blackmist MERRY CHRISTMAS< HAPPY NEW YEAR< And HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU ALL>>> Love always..... BlackMist ************** *x-mas* this is the time for giving.. and all wishes come true.. this is the time I long to be sitting close to you... This is the season for loving and sharing the gifts of life.. not the time for arguments and filling the time with strife.. This is the time of Rememberance of all the good that can be... So a Merry Christmas to you.... From the Unicorn of dreams.. 12/23/91 *Birthday* On this day of birth I age another year passing from my youth to age.. The Future I do not fear.. I now look ahead to what lays instore new adventures to face and surviving the coming storms.. Onward I will travel On through the flames For I am the Black Dreaming Unicorn With the Sparkling Golden mane The words of a poet Filled with star fire The world of the Unicorn And the Strengths that I admire Time does the telling of the ages long gone.. Now I do the telling from the day that I was born... The Poet is my name And I send you my visions To make this world a Better place This is my Final mission.. 12/19/91 *Wandering Sea thoughts* Palm trees sway against the wind and sand crabs dig their holes. and I listen to the waves.. forever tugging on my soul. Silence is the gift... to the sailor out to sea.. as the waves rock you gently and you go to sleep... The wind is so gentle as it fills the sails.. you stare out to the ocean.. you wonder at its secret tales... the sunset is mysterious to the watcher by the palm trees... each time it is different.. as it disapears behind the seas... beauty is the gift of the setting sun... lights the skies in pinks and reds.. and each sunset is a speacial one.. hear the roar of the waves.. crashing on the shores.. as cries its battle challenge to the surfers on thier boards.. Whales in the distant All can hear thier mating calls... Through the depts they travel... among their watery halls... Here at sea is peace... no wars are at hand.. On this floating boat... in silence do I stand.. The sea plays by the shore.. And the wind plays in the trees... The sun plays with the sky... as my hair blows in the winter breeze... Time is frozen still in this land of wonders Where the sun is always shining... and the waves sound like distant thunder.. From magi Wed Dec 25 21:35:26 1991 Subject: Hyv{{ Joulua To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu Date: Wed, 25 Dec 91 21:35:26 EET X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] You weren't at home when I called you on tuesday, so I hope you got my greetings from your answering machine.. Hey, this is my first message to you for a year and a half! Huh.. What did I do on christmas? Well, I made a card (not a 'christmas' card - I'm not a christianq, but a ... kind of 'days of darkness'-card) for Terhi; a nice burning-and-melting-heart-above-snow - card with a winter poem in the back side. Jeesh, she will propably rip it into pieces and burn it.. But that's only life.. And death to me. I hope I'll meet you on IRC in near future.. The winter days seemingly so endless, the skies so dark and deep, so cold, thoughts of you are my warmth, the warmth that makes me live. May your days of darkness be bright and joyful. -- Marko Gronroos ! Tel. (921)-445613 ! Astronomers do it Karvataskunkatu 10 H 100 ! ! all night long 20610 Turku ! ! From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Jan 21 03:56:41 1992 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <128382>; Tue, 21 Jan 1992 03:56:31 +0200 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 20 Jan 92 20:35:32 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 20 Jan 1992 20:35:31 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 20 Jan 1992 20:34:09 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 20 Jan 92 20:33:53 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA01500; Mon, 20 Jan 92 18:33:36 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA27485; Mon, 20 Jan 92 18:33:34 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201210133.AA27485@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: NEW and Icky To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 21 Jan 1992 03:33:33 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ****** HEY YOU POEM FANS.... Well here are a few of my new works.. they are just as icky as all the old ones but since you folks seem to like them so much... I decided to send you a few... Well I hope this year is going well for all you out there.. and Good luck for the rest of the year to come Love always BlackMist the Black Unicorn **************************************************** *Sheba* waking with a yawn she arches her silky back straightens out her fur with a lick and sets out on her track swiftly she walks through her temple halls fur of onyx black drapped with chains of gold eyes of emerald green glittering by trhe fire as she passes the temple servants they stop just to admire here she is queen of her egyptian tower fore cats are very rare and symbols of ancient power *Searching for Reality* In my dreams I wander I wonder what i search for why I'm always hidding and what I'm running towards.. Is it reality snapping at my heels as I search for better things A safer place, a warmer heart that only time will bring.. Or am I just wandering Just to see what is out there... Looking for the things that could have been and things that never will... *the Fate of the World* Crystal Dreams and Icey Streams And all the world is gold Nightmare's roam beneath this dome in the depths of winter's cold time will tell Nightmares Dwell within this world of stone and hearts will break before those gates when the bells of death will toll And they will rule again from thier icey shadow den as man watches his fate unfold *Heaven full of Stars* as I stare out from my window.. I see all the stars above... and the earth is covered in snow. as soft as the feathers of a dove... each world in its own.. twinkle in the moon light.. the crystal sparkles of the snow... and the stars shining in the twilight.. *THE Cry of the last Unicorn* When the last wind blows across the dying land among the distant hills the last human stands.. in her hands she holds the ancient golden alicorn and at her feet, lies dead the last white unicorn in the distant, you could here the cry I`m alive, I`m alive.... When the last moon sets the last creature stires she places ahorn to her head and two lifes begin to merge arms and legs began to change and her hair, a flowing mane.. on her forehead a golden horn as she became, a unicorn I`m alive, I`m alive.... When the last is reborn flowers bloom in the morning sun birds fly and lions roar as life has begun once more.. walking on the path of light in a world that no longer morns... In the distant you hear the cry of the last unicorn I`m alive I`m alive.. *AMNESIA* Grasping at an image a single fleeing thought A quickly fading memory of a past That I have lost.. an image of a horse, and a rattle snake.. Then a large tree before me.. just as the world turns to darkness.. I wake in a place I know not where I am.. A stranger comes and asks me.. "What happened.. who are you?" And all i can say to them is... I`m Sorry.. I do not remember.... I see an image.. but it hides from me... I remember for a second.. and then forget once more.. From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Jan 21 06:20:58 1992 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <128421>; Tue, 21 Jan 1992 06:20:48 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 20 Jan 92 21:10:17 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 20 Jan 1992 21:10:16 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 20 Jan 1992 21:09:04 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 20 Jan 92 21:08:53 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA02795; Mon, 20 Jan 92 19:08:37 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA27700; Mon, 20 Jan 92 19:08:35 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201210208.AA27700@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: ANOTHER ONE To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 21 Jan 1992 04:08:34 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******SOME MORE POEMS>.... Just ignore these.. there is nothing interesting here for you to read... you do not have to read these.. there is nothing of value here.. *giggle*. BlackMist ************************************************ *A present for Bones who's girlfriend is leaving for a while* *A lover leaves* Wrap your arms around me and hold me next to you Kiss me so tenderly so I know our love it true. On this day you'll leave me And travel far away And time will go so slowly as I think of you every day Each night will be so lonely without you by my side But i'll remember your lovely smile every time the sun begins to rise. Hours will I wait by my telephone for the day you'll call me and say that you are home So wrap your arms around me and hold me close to you and as you travel far from me remember that i'll miss you 1/20/92 BlackMist From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Jan 21 06:42:19 1992 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <128431>; Tue, 21 Jan 1992 06:42:17 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 20 Jan 92 21:58:14 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 20 Jan 1992 21:58:12 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 20 Jan 1992 21:57:17 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 20 Jan 92 21:57:03 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA04167; Mon, 20 Jan 92 19:56:45 -0700 Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu (5.51/DU-1.0) id AA28007; Mon, 20 Jan 92 19:56:43 19 From: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201210256.AA28007@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: More To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 21 Jan 1992 04:56:42 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ok ok.. I know you are getting sick of these so i will keep this short and sweet.. and after this I will not be sending you any more....:) Bet you guys with small quotas would just love that if I did not send you any more of my lousy poems:)... Well Enjoy the reading material that i just flooded your mail boxes with.. have a nice day and happy hunting BlackMist the Irc Poet ************************************************ *The closer you are the farther you are* Sometimes you're so close but yet so far away thinking of another time and dreaming of another day I feel your presence next to me But still you are not here Eyes that seem so vacant at a distant place you stare In your arms you hold me then forget that I am here what thoughts trouble you so that you don't know I'm here? I break your train of thought with a single tender touch I remind you that I'm here because I love you so much No matter what you see or where your thoughts will stray Please don't forget me When your so far away... Time and time again you drift away from me Tell me what your thinking and where you'd rather be...? 10:35pm 1/19/92 *Close your eyes* Close your eyes for a moment tell me what you see What is in the darknes When you enter this place of Dreams.. Can you hear the angels singing in the night. can you see the fairies.. Dancing by the fire light. What do you see in the darkness the calm before the storm..? Do you see your dreams.. As they are formed, and reborn.. Open your eyes again and depart this world of dreams for with the coming of the light the sun puts forth its sparking sun beams.. 1/19/92 11:00 pm From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Fri Jan 24 10:34:18 1992 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127168>; Fri, 24 Jan 1992 10:34:11 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 23 Jan 92 18:19:52 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 23 Jan 1992 18:19:48 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 23 Jan 1992 18:18:07 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 23 Jan 92 18:17:58 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA18052; Thu, 23 Jan 92 16:17:39 -0700 From: squacken@diana.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201232317.AA18052@diana.cair.du.edu> Subject: New Junk To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Fri, 24 Jan 1992 01:17:38 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: O Ok.. here are a few more new poems from me the irc Poet I hope you enjoy them... and send me any comments you wish to send.. thank you for your time and patients to read these... thank you bye bye BlackMist *********************************************** *What the Deaf will hear* Who is she that sings but yet speaks no words does she hear the poeple or listen to the birds on through life she goes singing to herself nothing seems to trouble here and she is tiny like an elf she dances on the shore line playing with the waves searching for some secrets as she wanders in the hidden caves echoing through the cavern the thunder of the tide she watches the crabs scatter as they try to quickly hide she does not hear the thunder but yet she knows its there some sounds can be felt by those who can not hear 1/23/92 9:30 am *Three Men* before me in a dream stood three silent men silent in the darkness neither were they foe, or friend one was a boy destined to rule the world one was his father lord of the universe and the third one was just a ghost a presence that was felt but not ment to be seen In my dream they stood each alone and by himself in time the darkness took them the son, the lord, and the holy ghost now darkness rules the land where once they use to stand 1/23/92 9:45 AM *LOST* Sometimes I get lost in the coridors of my mind and I wonder at the thoughts since I know they are not mine I know I did not think them but yet they are here sitting in this closet waiting for me to hear Walking down this hallway doors on either side behind each one is a thought or a memory I wish to hide Looking at the chains and locks I do not hold the key Painful memories are hidden there Forever Locked away from me 1/23/92 10:00 AM *The short/and the tall* Have you ever felt so small standing next to someone tall having to forever look up to them When they hug you, they have to bend Have you ever been so short you can't reach the net, on a vollyball court? in the world of the tall I hate being so small I wish I had the height so that I for once just might look someone in the eye without standing on something to make me high... or hug someone that I know without standing on my toes... How I wish I could be tall since I am so very small.. 1/23/92 4:15 PM From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Fri Jan 24 18:00:47 1992 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126844>; Fri, 24 Jan 1992 18:00:42 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 23 Jan 92 21:00:18 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 23 Jan 1992 21:00:15 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 23 Jan 1992 20:58:28 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 23 Jan 92 20:58:08 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA22542; Thu, 23 Jan 92 18:56:31 -0700 Date: Fri, 24 Jan 1992 03:56:31 +0200 From: squacken@diana.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201240156.AA22542@diana.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR *What the Deaf will hear* Who is she that sings but yet speaks no words does she hear the poeple or listen to the birds on through life she goes singing to herself nothing seems to trouble here and she is tiny like an elf she dances on the shore line playing with the waves searching for some secrets as she wanders in the hidden caves echoing through the cavern the thunder of the tide she watches the crabs scatter as they try to quickly hide she does not hear the thunder but yet she knows its there some sounds can be felt by those who can not hear 1/23/92 9:30 am *Three Men* before me in a dream stood three silent men silent in the darkness neither were they foe, or friend one was a boy destined to rule the world one was his father lord of the universe and the third one was just a ghost a presence that was felt but not ment to be seen In my dream they stood each alone and by himself in time the darkness took them the son, the lord, and the holy ghost now darkness rules the land where once they use to stand 1/23/92 9:45 AM *LOST* Sometimes I get lost in the coridors of my mind and I wonder at the thoughts since I know they are not mine I know I did not think them but yet they are here sitting in this closet waiting for me to hear Walking down this hallway doors on either side behind each one is a thought or a memory I wish to hide Looking at the chains and locks I do not hold the key Painful memories are hidden there Forever Locked away from me 1/23/92 10:00 AM *The short/and the tall* Have you ever felt so small standing next to someone tall having to forever look up to them When they hug you, they have to bend Have you ever been so short you can't reach the net, on a vollyball court? in the world of the tall I hate being so small I wish I had the height so that I for once just might look someone in the eye without standing on something to make me high... or hug someone that i know without standing on my toes... How I wish I could be tall since I am so very small.. 1/23/92 4:15 PM From po5.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Jan 28 08:52:47 1992 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127223>; Tue, 28 Jan 1992 08:52:36 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 27 Jan 92 15:33:06 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 27 Jan 1992 15:33:04 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 27 Jan 1992 15:31:16 -0500 (EST) Received: from diana.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 27 Jan 92 15:30:06 EST Received: by diana.cair.du.edu (5.57/DU-1.0) id AA18346; Mon, 27 Jan 92 13:29:47 -0700 From: squacken@diana.cair.du.edu (The Black Dreaming Unicorn) Message-Id: <9201272029.AA18346@diana.cair.du.edu> Subject: More Poems/change address To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Mon, 27 Jan 1992 22:29:46 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ****** Here are 2 more poems from me ... hope you like them also there has been a change of address.. you can now mail me at squacken@diana.cair.du.edu bye bye for now .. BlackMist the Black Dreaming Unicorn ***********************CUT HERE********************** *Alone* One who stands alone away from all the others singled out for her silent ways no one to call sister or brother She who stands alone hidden in the shadows hidden from the strangers with their words that hurt like arrows. As she walks alone she finds peace in her dreams here they can not find here and no one hears her screams Here she lives alone in the shadows of her mind away from all the others from now to the end of time... 1/27/91 1:16 pm *Judging the book from the cover* If you ever looked at me would you tell me what you see a little girl all aglow seeming to be happy, or is it just a show Someone who lives with her mother and dispises the man called her father and every man she ever loved then broke her heart just because.. the time for hating came and passed as her life was torn and trashed.. but if you looked at me to see the pains that are deep inside of me you would not see it if you looked for the cover hides the meaning of the book.. 1/27/91 1:24 pm.. (it needs work but oh well) From po2.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Jan 29 01:53:48 1992 Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.249.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <126799>; Wed, 29 Jan 1992 01:53:35 +0200 Received: by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 28 Jan 92 12:01:18 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 28 Jan 1992 12:01:11 -0500 (EST) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 28 Jan 1992 11:58:33 -0500 (EST) Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 28 Jan 92 11:57:51 EST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu id AA03025 (5.65c/IDA-1.4.4 for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu); Tue, 28 Jan 1992 09:57:25 -0700 From: The Black Dreaming Unicorn Message-Id: <199201281657.AA03025@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: More poems To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Tue, 28 Jan 1992 18:57:24 +0200 Reply-To: squacken@diana.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: O ****************************************************** Well.. here i go again with more and more of my silly poems i hope you like these ones..and as a reminder for those of you out there... DO NOT DO A RESPOND TO DIST LIST MESSAGES.... if you wish to mail me responses then mail me at squacken@diana.cair.du.edu thank you for you time and energy(to read this)... see you around the net..and have a very nice day.. **************************************************************** * A new morning in the forest* As the sun slowly rises the stars disapear the world pays witness to the first steps of a baby dear With the first shining rays the forest begins to glitter drops of dew begin to sparkle and the tiny birds start to twitter Creatures begin to stir within the shadows of the forest when all the birds awaken they sing thier morning corus The forest comes alive as the sun drives the mist away and the dew that has settled glitters like stars before the coming day The mist swirls in the shadows and becomes a shining rainbow.. and around the trees appear a shimming golden halo. 1/28/92 9:51 AM *MY POEMS* Do you really know me or do you even care read the words I sent to you for here my thoughts are clear each one has a meaning or a story to tell if you only read them you would know my life was hell read the poems carefully and see that I have been hurt know that my love was betrayed or that I like to flirt See when I am troubled or when myh life is bad and even though I act so happy inside I'm really sad A poet I may be with ever word I write my dreams are set before you with the struggle of day and night.. 1/28/92 9:53 AM *My Unicorn spirit* Stepping from the mist of my inner dreams a horse black as midnight hollow eyes that see the world and pierces the shadows in the night This is my totem the protector of my soul she is that, which leades me through my life guilding me through the darkness and gives me the courage to break the ice She is symobolic, of all the things I am and of all the things I wish to be strong and beautiful, but mysterious forever wandering through my dreams Here she stands alone strength and grace with ever stride full of wisdom of the heart and courage to make it to the other side Mysterous like the fading mist her heart you'll never fully know drifting from place to place looking for a place called home. Protector of my heart she guilds me to the light she gives me the strength I need to make it throught the night. Her presence is a comfort when I know she's there protecting me from all the pains that I have felt, but can never share Tender is her touch and deadly is her rage wild as the mustangs her heart you can never cage. 1/27/92 12:00 pm From po3.andrew.cmu.edu!andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Fri Feb 14 07:27:08 1992 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.12.31]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <127050>; Fri, 14 Feb 1992 07:26:56 +0200 Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Thu, 13 Feb 92 23:30:35 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Thu, 13 Feb 1992 23:30:34 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Thu, 13 Feb 1992 23:29:29 -0500 (EST) Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Thu, 13 Feb 92 23:29:13 EST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu id AA10410 (5.65c/IDA-1.4.4 for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu); Thu, 13 Feb 1992 21:28:58 -0700 From: The Black Dreaming Unicorn Message-Id: <199202140428.AA10410@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: Cave To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Fri, 14 Feb 1992 06:28:57 +0200 Reply-To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR *this poem is about traveling in underground caverns, and having your light go out and trying to find your way back:)* *lost in the darkness* Can you see in darkness or feel your hands upon the wall stumble in your blindness on the ground you now crawl Feel the moisture in the air heavy like your thoughts clinging to your skin and hair feeling like your trapped and caught... Lost within the caverns listen to the echos hang on to your sences when you can't escape the shadows time has no meaning is it day or night in the land beneath the world when you lost your sight. Traveling through the caverns with your tiny flash light the light began to fade and the world turned back to night... Can you see in darkness when you have lost the light guilded by the sounds of life would you make it through the night.. Follow the winds of life roaring through the caverns they'll lead you to the light then your sight will return.. Listen for the roaring of the winds and remember the path you followed keep your hands upon the walls and hope to see tomorrow 2/5/92 This is a revision... place these two in for the last two verses. In the darkness you are lost death is close at hand time has no meaning in this world that you now stand. Darkness now surrounds you there is no hope of escape traped forever in this world For death will be your fate. From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Wed Mar 25 04:30:57 1992 Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.10.105]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <58220>; Wed, 25 Mar 1992 04:30:50 +0200 Received: by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Tue, 24 Mar 92 20:43:57 EST Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Tue, 24 Mar 1992 20:43:53 -0500 (EST) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Tue, 24 Mar 1992 20:41:43 -0500 (EST) Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Tue, 24 Mar 92 20:41:29 EST Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu id AA29216 (5.65c/IDA-1.4.4 for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu); Tue, 24 Mar 1992 18:41:04 -0700 From: The Black Dreaming Unicorn Message-Id: <199203250141.AA29216@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: Last Poems To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1992 03:41:03 +0200 X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR ******************************************** GREETINGS all my devoted Readers out that that I have deprived of my drivel called poetry:) I have decided that since I have not been able to come up with very many poems in the last several months that I am quiting writing for the 5 thousandth time. I do not think I will write any more. My poetry is becoming more forced and makes less sence... so I thought it would be wise to quit for the time being... also... there are some old x-mas poems at the end that I forgot to send out:).. So I hope you enjoy these few that I have here and have a Nice Spring Break:) Love Always.... Blackmist the Black Dreaming Unicorn.. The Irc Poetess ************************************************* *eyes of innocence* Children see the world through eyes of innocence everything is new to them like sleeping in a tent Pennies are the treasures of a little girl when money had no meaning and does not rule her world Walking through a field picking wild flowers a bear goes walking by but she ignores this beast of power. She stars in amazement at the hawk above flying on wings of gold graceful as a dove Everything is beautiful from frogs to tiny flowers and her friend is the St. bernard the giant beast that walks beside her. only will a child sleep upon the floor with her arms drapped around this giant dog that she adores And even though she is so tiny in this great big world with her eyes of innocence nothing can hurt this little girl 03/6/92 *The Future* Hunting through my dreams I wonder what I'm searching for Why I'm always hidding I wonder what I'm running towards Is it reality snapping at my heels as I search for better things a safer place, a warmer heart that only time will bring Time and time we wait for the world to change we just sit here every day as we slowly start to age... In my dreams I'm searching For the Life I will never see I dream about who I could of been and who I will never be 03/9/92 *KEY* Each day you hold the key each night I call to thee A gate locked, a towering wall and there you stand, with your silver key you stand and stare at the wall then walk on and ingore the call and each night you walk on by and each night you hear my silent cry but yet the gate remains locked and you still hold the key so the gate remains forever locked and my heart will never be free forever will I call to you each night goes flying by dreams are all forgotten until you unlock the wall of lies 03/9/92 *Dragon On the Pedestal* the Dragon on the pedestal glowing like the flaming sun guarding the swirling blue crystal in flaming swirls the colors run... Scales of golden red and eyes of emerald fire Master of mysteries and ruler of deceptions and desires. he waits for his master The Mysterious Goddess of magic who makes the world so intreging and sometimes creates such havoc in the distant, the dark lord waits the crystal of magic, he wishes to take he sends his minions, in the dead of night to take the crystal, the source of light the crystal of magic, the gates to the worlds the entrance to her land, in the magical swirls through the dragon he must go, to get to the gate for on the other side, his mistress waits a test of his wisdom, his strength and his mind to beat the mystic dragon, who has lived for all time spells of magic do no harm, to the ancient dragon of light for only with your mind, can you beat this dragon's might Armies fall before him, without a single blow nothing can get near, the dragon with his deadly glow.. The dark lord must speak to him, if he truely dares. but be wary of his trickery, and his hypnotizing stare.. For the glowing crystal, the dark lord must surely wait for the hand of his lady, that he wishes to take 03/11/92 *Days Go Walking By* As I sit and watch the days go walking by on legs so long and strides so wide I could never catch up even if I tried I run a little faster But nothing seems to matter The days keep going by faster faster faster.. Then there comes a time When they go so slow I have to give them a push Just to get them to go They drag their feet behind them when they use to fly Now they go so slowly I almost want to cry 03/11/92 *Shadows Of Reality* shadows walk my dreams on the borders of my reality who they are They will not show where they came from I just don't know I travel through my dreams to the place where time stands still I seem to move silently along with no thought or will The landscape is so perfect as only found in dreams wonderous creatures all around like the unicorn by the stream she seems to always be here hidding in the shadows dancing among the trees at night as graceful as a sparrow here I can rest and play because dreams go on for eternity For this is my world of dreams at the borders of my reality 3/22/92 *Alone* One who stands alone away from all the others singled out for her silent ways no one to call sister or brother She who stands alone hidden in the shadows hidden from the strangers with their words that hurt like arrows. As she walks alone she finds peace in her dreams here they can not find here and no one hears her screams Here she lives alone in the shadows of her mind away from all the others from now to the end of time... 1/27/91 1:16 pm *Judging the book from the cover* If you ever looked at me would you tell me what you see a little girl all aglow seeming to be happy, or is it just a show Someone who lives with her mother and dispises the man called her father and every man she ever loved then broke her heart just because.. the time for hating came and passed as her life was torn and trashed.. but if you looked at me to see the pains that are deep inside of me you would not see it if you looked for the cover hides the meaning of the book.. 1/27/91 1:24 pm.. (it needs work but oh well) *The Albino Unicorn* >From the rhelm of dreams he was called white as the crystal snow an evil aura surounds him blood red eyes, with their firey glow Shining in the silent night the ancient albino stepped forth and legends tell of the dread rought by this one horned horse every step he takes brings death to the peaceful land the grass withers and dies where ever his deathly hoofs land swiftly he travels through the forest insearch of the one who calls who has the strength to master the Unicorn and summon him from his fiery halls.. standing in the distance a figure draped in robes of black waits patiently for the creature to travel the winding track the albino reaches the summit and greets it's new master here the mistress in the night the beautiful lady with the silky black hair for only can a women with a heart of stone can call the albino unicorn from his flaming home and together they ride through the land bring death where ever they go living on the unfortunate souls who happen to be walking thier road They travel over the towering mountains and fly over the icey streams across the open plains they thunder in defiance the stallion screams as the night draws to an end the unicorn returns once more to the hill top where he first met the beautiful lady by the shore and then he turns and walks away through the forest to his home until he is called once more by the lady with the heart of stone 3/23/92 ******** MINI POEMS************ Some test the water When the Moon is full Others walk the oceans depths or sit idle by a pool... Some Tred the water to show that they have strength some die to show their brave and others pray they do not sink. Some walk the land In search of all thats good Some go hunting to prove thier might and others hide within the woods.. Some search the skies A place they'll never go While others play by the sea or walk among the trees and snow... ************* Very Late X-mas Poems******* *Street full of X-mas Lights* As I walk down my street I see all the lights aglow Twinkling lights wrapped around xmas trees and lots of ribbon bows Some houses have lights some have none at all then others have little majors glittering in the snow Lights glitter in the night sparkling with christmas cheer tiny children walk the streets singing songs for all to hear.. *Giving* Chrismas time is here in the hearts of many gifts are given freely rare things like silver pennies This is the time for giving and sharing yourself with all spend the time you never spent and give your friend a call Spend your time with children neices you have never known give yourself to those you know for this is what x-mas means *Sleigh Bells* Twinkling in the distant a thousand tiny lights shining little starts for all to watch at night Laughter fills the air as children ride the sleigh Drawn by two white horses and Playing in the hay The horses race by proudly with jingling silver bells as you enjoy the christmas sights and all the wintery smells From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Apr 14 05:06:31 1992 Received: from andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.11.131]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <58107>; Tue, 14 Apr 1992 05:06:20 +0300 Received: by andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 13 Apr 92 14:24:42 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 13 Apr 1992 14:24:38 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po2.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 13 Apr 1992 14:22:10 -0400 (EDT) Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by po2.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 13 Apr 92 14:22:03 EDT Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu id AA18233 (5.65c/IDA-1.4.4 for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu); Mon, 13 Apr 1992 12:21:44 -0600 From: The Black Dreaming Unicorn Message-Id: <199204131821.AA18233@zephyr.cair.du.edu> Subject: poem To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (distlist) Date: Mon, 13 Apr 1992 21:21:43 +0300 Reply-To: squacken@zephyr.cair.du.edu X-Mailer: ELM [version 2.3 PL11] Status: OR hi.. just a semi poem.. it is not that good.. but you guys can have it anyways:) *The Dance of Remembrance* We do the dance to remember to reminisce about the ancient past to dance closer to the future we dream that the dance will last We do the dance of remembrance and give our love to the sky we do our dance for the living and for those who soon will die We do the dance to remember all the long lost tales to remember what our life was like when we lived in the mountain vales We do the dance of remembrance so we do not forget out dreams and remember the time we lived as one with nature by the mountain streams. We do the dance to remebmer What we were before to see what we are becoming and what our life is for... 4/9/92 Written By BlackMist *Light and Dark* Death and Destruction rules this land and in the distant, a traveling band full of murders and thieves hiding amoung the shadow wood trees Enter if you dare this land filled with fear for death is at every turn as each tiny villige burns Swords in hands they travel as thier war horses kick up gravel in darkness do they ride and there is no place to hide they leave a trail of death behind killing all that they find plunder the bodies of those they slain filled with hatred and an ancient pain time will tell where death has dwelled a light will shine in the night and join darkness in a battle of might so where death once ruled the land a figure of light now surely stands to defy the creatures of the night in the eternal battle of darkness and light. From andrew.cmu.edu!sk2z+ Tue Apr 21 01:22:36 1992 Received: from po3.andrew.cmu.edu ([128.2.12.31]) by utu.fi with SMTP id <58615>; Tue, 21 Apr 1992 01:22:27 +0300 Received: by po3.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id ; Mon, 20 Apr 92 16:06:18 EDT Received: via switchmail for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu (->+dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl); Mon, 20 Apr 1992 16:06:15 -0400 (EDT) Received: from po5.andrew.cmu.edu via qmail ID ; Mon, 20 Apr 1992 16:03:48 -0400 (EDT) Received: from zephyr.cair.du.edu by po5.andrew.cmu.edu (5.54/3.15) id for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl; Mon, 20 Apr 92 16:03:23 EDT Received: by zephyr.cair.du.edu id AA24368 (5.65c/IDA-1.4.4 for +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu); Mon, 20 Apr 1992 14:03:05 -0600 Date: Mon, 20 Apr 1992 23:03:05 +0300 From: The Black Dreaming Unicorn Message-Id: <199204202003.AA24368@zephyr.cair.du.edu> To: +dist+~sk2z/.dl/poems.dl@andrew.cmu.edu Status: OR I once had a dream whree I held in my hands a figure of darkness, drapped in gold One of lightness, shining across the land The figure of darkness showed me the world treasures for the taking and the power to rule The figure of goodness showed me the world filled with peace and happiness and the love of the world Darkness showed me treasures beyond my wildest dreams The light showed me love and thats all if offered me.. My greed rose up at the sight of the gold thoughts of power and the treasures I could hold Then reason came down and pushed away the greed What good is treasure without the happiness I need? So I turned from the figure drapped in finery and gold for to submit to the greed I surely would have sold my soul I turned to the light as others have done and finally received what greed never won The figure of light greeted me with a hug and the entity of darkness screamed and disapeared with a shrug. Written by Blackmist 2:01 pm April ??