https://wiki.miscreation.net/ 2026-07-16T04:21:36+00:00 https://wiki.miscreation.net/ https://wiki.miscreation.net/lib/tpl/dokuwiki/images/favicon.ico text/html 2010-09-10T21:11:59+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://wiki.miscreation.net/gallery/poetry/an_aubade?rev=1284153119&do=diff An Aubade The alarm sounds and I awaken; First one eye opens, then the other. I curse the alarm by which my slumber was taken, And I peer down the hall to see my brother, Tossing a towel from one arm to the other. I then turn back over to slumber five minutes more. text/html 2010-09-10T21:09:10+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://wiki.miscreation.net/gallery/poetry/hindsight?rev=1284152950&do=diff Hindsight I wake up in a daze and my life flashes before my eyes, I see people who surround me as I lay in a bed of disease, I vaguely remember one man but sometimes my mind lies, I cannot remember. I stare into a woman's eyes and they give warm love, text/html 2010-09-10T21:04:49+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://wiki.miscreation.net/gallery/poetry/start?rev=1284152689&do=diff Poetry * The Ways of Life - Everyone who has written poetry has probably written about life. Here is mine. * Hindsight - This is a poem that I wrote in memory of my grandfather. It has nothing to do with him, but it helped me deal with his passing on into another life beside God. text/html 2010-09-10T21:06:15+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://wiki.miscreation.net/gallery/poetry/the_ways_of_life?rev=1284152775&do=diff The Ways of Life How can cold recesses of the night Leave no trace of the brightness of day And whisper dark secrets of the future But shed no light on the long path that stands in your way. You must pave your way without the light On the path that your predecessors traveled until the grave text/html 2010-09-10T21:10:28+00:00 Anonymous (anonymous@undisclosed.example.com) https://wiki.miscreation.net/gallery/poetry/the_wonderful_world_of_trash?rev=1284153028&do=diff The Wonderful World Of Trash Imagine if you found an old abandoned horse trail Which had not been used for some 150 years. Before all the techno-superspeed industrial high-rise condos of today And you found that the place is serene and beautiful.