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	<title>Elemental Horizons</title>
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	<description>Poetry. Infused.</description>
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		<title>Heart on The Horizon</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/482</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 11 Apr 2011 01:36:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The way you make me really feel Is nothing short of amazing Like the sun coming over the earth My emotions inside are blazing Day in and out I learn so much I just can’t stay away In the midst of the coming storm My troubles fade away My heart has been the subject Of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The way you make me really feel<br />
Is nothing short of amazing<br />
Like the sun coming over the earth<br />
My emotions inside are blazing<br />
Day in and out I learn so much<br />
I just can’t stay away<br />
In the midst of the coming storm<br />
My troubles fade away<br />
My heart has been the subject<br />
Of such wear and tear<br />
I know my fears are fleeting<br />
Because you will always be there<br />
This horizon isn’t black or white<br />
Its somewhere in between<br />
Slowly painting this picture together<br />
To make a wonderful scene<br />
I’ll let my heart determine<br />
If this is the right decision to make<br />
And let time eventually decide<br />
Whether I’ll bend or break</p>
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		<title>Inquisitively Inclined</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/479</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:48:32 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Curiosity has been a part of me Since then when I live in distant lands I had persistence to guide my voice And a magnifying glass in both my hands Anxious to escape the little I knew I took a long trip over seas To a place where being curious Was a major key and [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Curiosity has been a part of me<br />
Since then when I live in distant lands<br />
I had persistence to guide my voice<br />
And a magnifying glass in both my hands<br />
Anxious to escape the little I knew<br />
I took a long trip over seas<br />
To a place where being curious<br />
Was a major key and necessity<br />
I took the world with hand ready<br />
To receive the many gifts it held<br />
No force could stop my knowledge<br />
Even if it was when I failed<br />
Curiosity to me was really a gift<br />
That I held very close to my soul<br />
I read the books of life around me<br />
For the completion of each my goal<br />
I&#8217;ve had many mysteries to solve<br />
And each one its very own case<br />
I&#8217;ve climbed heights to close them all<br />
So I don’t meet the look of disgrace<br />
When I at last had a new detective<br />
My traits to follow just the same<br />
I’d teach my ways of investigation<br />
In this hit or miss trial game<br />
Always on the move for something new<br />
Many new locks for my mind to crack<br />
When a new unknown appears<br />
My insight prepares and goes to attack<br />
As long as the world around me<br />
From day to day goes to change<br />
Nothing I grab or see is old and grey<br />
All answers around me are strange</p>
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		<title>In The Still of Winter</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/476</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:41:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry Profiles]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I spent my summers winding down And my autumns looking back But when the cold of winter hits I see my past go on attack Those barren fields of gray Somehow look me in the face And the seasons that flew like birds Stop still and dwell on my disgrace I&#8217;ve weathered several tornadoes I’ve [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I spent my summers winding down<br />
And my autumns looking back<br />
But when the cold of winter hits<br />
I see my past go on attack<br />
Those barren fields of gray<br />
Somehow look me in the face<br />
And the seasons that flew like birds<br />
Stop still and dwell on my disgrace<br />
I&#8217;ve weathered several tornadoes<br />
I’ve almost drowned in playful seas<br />
But this winter changed my outlook<br />
Made my mind and heart just freeze<br />
This winter already twice as hard<br />
I cry tears of loss this day<br />
For this was the very season<br />
When my father had passed away<br />
This feeling of loss had changed me<br />
My skies had went from blue to gray<br />
Leadened clouds of regret and sadness<br />
Matched the feeling of disarray<br />
As time passed I wondered<br />
That this mood didn’t suit me well<br />
I was never one to falter<br />
I was never one to fail<br />
This season held so much joy<br />
So I had to try and realize<br />
That my dad passing wasn’t tragic<br />
I had to say my last goodbyes<br />
With my past now tucked away<br />
And my skies a shade of blue<br />
Spring could come in wondrous splendor<br />
I could see the leaves slight hue<br />
A time of rebirth was at my disposal<br />
I could finally go and erase<br />
The sadness that lay inside my heart<br />
For my smile this sign would erase<br />
So as the seasons make their rounds<br />
I will never forget but remember<br />
The one I lost that faithful day<br />
In the beauty that’s known as winter</p>
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		<title>Forced Entry</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/473</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:38:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry Profiles]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I built my house in such a way That it could never cause me sin I&#8217;ve denied the ones who’ve stood at my door I couldn’t let just anyone in My home was a place of serenity With my family as my guard I didn’t expect the windows to shatter And get hit with every [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I built my house in such a way<br />
That it could never cause me sin<br />
I&#8217;ve denied the ones who’ve stood at my door<br />
I couldn’t let just anyone in<br />
My home was a place of serenity<br />
With my family as my guard<br />
I didn’t expect the windows to shatter<br />
And get hit with every shard<br />
They broke in when my house was new<br />
When innocence was in my mind<br />
I found out it was my own security<br />
I had been left confused and blind<br />
They stole my sense of meaning<br />
They took away my sacred heart<br />
This being my sense of direction<br />
I felt my trust had ripped apart<br />
My house had been invaded<br />
Gone my items from this place<br />
Time could recover my broken façade<br />
But never the betrayal felt and disgrace<br />
I repaired the broken windows<br />
I replaced the tattered sheets<br />
I couldn’t repair the security<br />
I didn’t want another repeat<br />
The ones that betrayed my trust<br />
Now locked away behind iron bars<br />
They left me with painful memories<br />
Insecurities and lasting scars<br />
My house today is now restored<br />
Not a problem to be seen<br />
I’m weary of any stranger<br />
Whose age is above eighteen<br />
I’ll protect my home with locks<br />
That only the ones I love can break<br />
As long as the ones who sinned exist<br />
I will forever stay awake</p>
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		<title>Flowers Need Sunlight Too</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/470</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:35:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry Profiles]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[For many years I&#8217;ve had sunlight Shine down on my face Water to replenish my faith When weather was suvh a disgrace Slow to show my gentle petals To a world that couldn’t care I’ve planted my thoughts and dreams So at least I could have a prayer One petal fell that faithful day When [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>For many years I&#8217;ve had sunlight<br />
Shine down on my face<br />
Water to replenish my faith<br />
When weather was suvh a disgrace<br />
Slow to show my gentle petals<br />
To a world that couldn’t care<br />
I’ve planted my thoughts and dreams<br />
So at least I could have a prayer<br />
One petal fell that faithful day<br />
When the soil ‘round me dried<br />
I lost the faith I always had<br />
My life source finally died<br />
The sun that gave my life purpose<br />
Vanished for clouds took its place<br />
I felt no light could ever revive<br />
The dreams held in this place<br />
Rain fell softly on the ground<br />
I quickly took in all I could<br />
The dreams I planted came to life<br />
The pure, right and good<br />
The love the soil had for me<br />
Was always there in the ground<br />
It took the faith I buried away<br />
To make my foundation sound<br />
As the sun kissed my face<br />
And nature rejoiced with glee<br />
I remembered all the times spent<br />
With other flowers near the sea<br />
With the sunlight shining bright<br />
And loving roots to hold me dear<br />
The support felt from the soil beneath<br />
Will forever hold me near</p>
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		<title>Endurance is Power</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/467</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:33:10 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Poetry Profiles]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[Living in a winter wonder land Has been such fun for me Viewing frozen lands and plains Dreaming of pure iced seas With the glamour comes the trial Like nights when snowstorms Would hit my heart dead center Only courage to keep me warm Ever ruthless this force of nature Yet I keep on course [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Living in a winter wonder land<br />
Has been such fun for me<br />
Viewing frozen lands and plains<br />
Dreaming of pure iced seas<br />
With the glamour comes the trial<br />
Like nights when snowstorms<br />
Would hit my heart dead center<br />
Only courage to keep me warm<br />
Ever ruthless this force of nature<br />
Yet I keep on course for my will<br />
I only have one choice in mind<br />
I choose not to break that deal<br />
Snow has had it simple pleasures<br />
Snow has had its downfalls too<br />
Yet I fight the snowstorms daily<br />
For it my goals I must pursue<br />
I know for a fact it’s made me stronger<br />
Each storm I&#8217;ve had to face<br />
Each trial wares away my fear<br />
Until there is nothing to erase<br />
Endurance is what it will take<br />
To love this land of pure ice<br />
Nothing in this world compares<br />
The infinite beauty does suffice<br />
Now the storms don’t faze me<br />
Its all just part of time<br />
I&#8217;ve learned that like all things<br />
Endurance isn’t a crime<br />
Now I’m enjoying the snow<br />
For all of its gentle purity<br />
So when the next snowstorm hits<br />
I won’t give in to its plea</p>
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		<title>Controlling the Spiral</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/464</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:30:49 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was always a driven person Which is why I wanted to fly Given I had the strength and ability To live my life in the sky My dad had always taught me That failure is very dark storm To avoid the clouds that always thunder To stay in perfect form One faithful day I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was always a driven person<br />
Which is why I wanted to fly<br />
Given I had the strength and ability<br />
To live my life in the sky<br />
My dad had always taught me<br />
That failure is very dark storm<br />
To avoid the clouds that always thunder<br />
To stay in perfect form<br />
One faithful day I received news<br />
That broke the bond I had made<br />
Like that the leadened clouds moved in<br />
For no one would come to my aide<br />
In pain and panic I took a nosedive<br />
In the stable plane that was my life<br />
She was the very wind beneath my wings<br />
I had lost my faith, plans, and wife<br />
In dizzy spiral I crash landed<br />
At the bottom of my regrets and mistakes<br />
I no longer could see the future I had<br />
For ground beneath rattled and quaked<br />
My son the last of my fire<br />
Had inspired me to take to the skies<br />
I loved this boy with all my heart<br />
He was a man, helpful and wise<br />
Now I peacefully travel the tailwinds<br />
With a new wind beneath my wings<br />
For I have faith in what life holds<br />
What today and tomorrow will bring</p>
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		<title>Check Inside, Not the Cover</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/461</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:29:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Reading for me’s been a hobby That I&#8217;ve found to be a real treat Books come in all shapes and sizes Finding one book is no real feat I&#8217;ve found that certain pages Of certain books are ripped apart No reason to deny it reading No this trend should ever start I&#8217;ve seen books with [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Reading for me’s been a hobby<br />
That I&#8217;ve found to be a real treat<br />
Books come in all shapes and sizes<br />
Finding one book is no real feat<br />
I&#8217;ve found that certain pages<br />
Of certain books are ripped apart<br />
No reason to deny it reading<br />
No this trend should ever start<br />
I&#8217;ve seen books with tattered pages<br />
I&#8217;ve seen books that have no face<br />
Every book has right to viewing<br />
Every book has its right place<br />
Not one book have I denied<br />
Since I&#8217;ve been reading all my life<br />
People bring up stupid problems<br />
And create restraints called strife<br />
Books will always be my interest<br />
For they always contain a tale<br />
All books hold inside a secret<br />
No matter how dreary or pale<br />
For the world is just a library<br />
Where all books sit and wait<br />
They wait for a person to visit<br />
For the reader decides their fate<br />
I hope that all the books I&#8217;ve read<br />
Can understand and finally see<br />
That as long as memories divide<br />
The library card will always be free</p>
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		<title>Change after the Storm</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/457</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:27:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Life was just a care in the world When the sun was shining bright The ground beneath me held me up I could never pick a fight I had the power to do things They were fun things just for me Yet I didn’t notice the clouds That would gather over the sea The storms [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Life was just a care in the world<br />
When the sun was shining bright<br />
The ground beneath me held me up<br />
I could never pick a fight<br />
I had the power to do things<br />
They were fun things just for me<br />
Yet I didn’t notice the clouds<br />
That would gather over the sea<br />
The storms moved in so fast<br />
It felt like I was blind<br />
This storm so unexpected<br />
Caused me to leave several things behind<br />
I braced myself for impacting blows<br />
I thought all would be at bay<br />
Yet the hurricane that hit my life<br />
Left my mind in disarray<br />
The storm was through, eyes open<br />
Nothing was wrong with me<br />
Did that storm mean something more<br />
Had that storm set me free<br />
I had to change my game plan<br />
That storm left me anew<br />
If you thought all storms were bad<br />
Just look at mine, that one was true</p>
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		<title>Carve My Own Path</title>
		<link>http://searingarrow.com/archives/454</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 28 Mar 2011 22:25:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>AlienSix88</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I’m just like the river that ebbs and flows With the turns that life throws at me Each sink in the water is reality In the end my final place is the sea This journey has had its painful regrets Like the times I&#8217;ve gone astray It’s taken my strength deep inside To finish each [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I’m just like the river that ebbs and flows<br />
With the turns that life throws at me<br />
Each sink in the water is reality<br />
In the end my final place is the sea<br />
This journey has had its painful regrets<br />
Like the times I&#8217;ve gone astray<br />
It’s taken my strength deep inside<br />
To finish each enduring day<br />
I&#8217;ve taken the scenic route sometimes<br />
And have traveled over valleys deep<br />
I find myself contained in such a lake<br />
When at last I go to sleep<br />
With time I find that my journey<br />
Is in fact a small part of my life<br />
Knowing when the clouds gather round<br />
Rapids bring up blockades and strife<br />
With the sun up above I’m an enduring river<br />
With the moon switching places I know<br />
Know no weather can hinder my progress<br />
Let it be rain, wind, haze, or snow<br />
I carve my own path by being a force<br />
I keep my mind clear to stay on the course<br />
No thing can stop my water flowing deep<br />
I pray for the best when at last I sleep</p>
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