The Voice
Dear Readers Thank you very much for sparing your valuable time to read this poem.. i will weigh your comments with great reverence.. Please give comments...
My SiN ...
I was just toying with some words, then this formed, rough and raw, though hey it suits me this way
Wake in the woods
Daughter passed in Spring of 1998. in the Fall of 98 I walked in the woods down by the river where me and her had walked many times. The air was cold and crisp. It seemed as though all of nature gathered together to contribute to a wake in the woods for her and I
A Long Haired Angel
This is a song I made for a girl I knew that comiting suicide.
"Inferno" Tribute Part 5
I hope the imagery worked out as I intended
perception lies to us
posted this in a thread- wanted to post here too- thanks ------------------------------------------ NOT REFERRING TO ANYONE HERE it is always amazing to me how self centered and tunnel visioned some people can be always wrapped up
boy soldier
on the centenary of the great war,this poems about waterford boy john condon reputed to be the youngest soldier to die in the war.
broken heart
Into the wooden coffin they place me My bones cold and stiff Frozen now in time Motionless In my best suit and trousers A nice white rose and new bow tie My hair nicly styled Ready for the party am I A neet little dancer A party goer I
Grieving
Grieving from the Grave by Criostior.
Littlest Angel
How's my littlest Angel doing up in heaven? Do you know how much you are loved and missed? I hope you only feel, joy and happiness, and don't look down to see our tears. We hold you in our hearts forever, and miss you each and every day. I ho
The Hat
A mother at her time of loss of a child And a man who took delight inknowing the boy he knew by her look something was amis. When he did notysee the by he knew.
Dear Johnathan
When I was 21, I miscarried. Since I was 8 years old, having children meant the world to me, and to loose what I wanted so much really tore into me and I`ve been grieving all these years. Being big into the spiritual paths of those since gone, I know that my son Johnathan has been with me at times. I`ve heard small quick footsteps when nobody`s around, I`ve felt small hands holding mine, I`ve heard laughter when no one is there. So I know, as time goes on, my boy grows up in my eyes, still with me. So, not exactly a poem but a true memory. Written 1-30-11
Unborn Child
My sister lost her baby so i wrote it in honor of her child
Borderland
(1) Borderland ( epitaph for rock stars that die too young) And so it went in motion. The roaring sound of horses, pounding on the sands of rhymes. eyes glared, nostrils flared, wild horses hunt down the night. Reason and thought elude. I
An Evening With Jack
Many years ago I had a friend who drank to ease the pain
Thinking of You
Written during a time of healing after cancer ripped my grandfather from my arms. Rest in Peace F.T.K.
If I die
If I die tonight Please tell everyone I will be alright If I die tonight Its because I could not fight All I saw was that ever lasting light My life, It was fun But now I think it is done Im going to see God now I never really threw in the t
5 years ago
must
THE COLORED LIGHT OF WHERE YOU ARE
Dear Frank, impossibly beautiful poet, and my friend of the heart, dying unexpectedly, as was your always surprising ways, Aug 12, ~I miss you like the sullen empty sky must miss the gleaming stars awash the night... Wherever you are, I'm sure you must be outshining the rest...And wherever you are, I feel you drifting the corridors of our endless connected hearts. Dear Love, Dear Love. Dear Love.
Grandma
My grandma passed back in July 2008.. I was very close to her and I wrote two poems for her funeral. I didn't read this one although I still like it.
His FInal Hours
This poem was about my grandfather. He was an amazing man and was loved by everyone. He loved us all and told us and also showed us. Gramps I miss you!
Tribute to a Dead Poet
Take my pen and hand me a sword. Take my sword and hand me a pen. The Donau held its breath, turned blue, & died, the hills could only stare & shake their complacent heads, the winds avoided Bavaria all together as the
JOHN DENVER
JOHN JOHN WHY YOU SO YOUNG SO BRIGHT NOW YOU ARE IN THE LIGHT,WHAT ARE YOU THINKING TO NIGHT,IS THERE SUNSHINE ON YOUR SHOULDERS ,WILL ANNIE SONG KEEP YOU FOREVER ,OR WILL YOU LEAVE ON A JET PLANE OR ARE YOU FAR AWAY ,OR ARE YOU A COUNTRY BOY AGAIN,,
I dont know
not much to say
Hate is for Hate
Hate is for hate There's no give and take It's mean as a snake And just as hard to shake Hate is a fake No love will it take No deal can you make Except drown it in a lake Hate is for hate It never shows up late The only truth ab
.........WHY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!........................
Me just thinking to much.........
My Full Moon
This poem is about someone that will always have a place in my heart.
Goodbye
I wrote this poem for my mom. She died on April 8th 2007. She closed her eyes and went to sleep, only to never wake again. Its still hard but I know she's watching over me.
Lost in the night....
This is what it feel like when your alone....
Hope
I wrote this many years ago after seeing a dear friend struggling with the direction his life was heading ... he had lost all sense of being and had become suicidal ... he had given up on life ... he had given up on himself ... eventually the situation became too much for him to cope with and one evening he after a evening with his closests friends ... he took his life ... I never want anyone to experience that kind of despair ... We must never forget that there is always HOPE ... without it we cease to exist ... This is for you Mark my dear friend ... I wish things could have been different
PEACE
WROTE THIS AT THE LOSS OF MY MAM...BEST FRIEND WHO MADE ME WHO I AM... SHE WAS AND IS A GUIDING LIGHT IN MY LIFE
Poppy
Poppy's lined in rows Thier petals flutter in the light winds they flutter in the silent breeze Thier red petals glow Remember them the fallen now remember them Lives given the pals the friends the sons taken away now the fallen Soul
Queen Victoria
(The 27 yr old teacher who hid her students and was killed anyway)
distruction
This are fragile earth Near miss from metours Will they hit are fragile earth None seen or recorded except one Into are earths orbit it did come like a flaming rocket Ball of flame It fell to earth With a all mighty bang blowing windo
I STILL REMEMBER
I often write about the love I and my wife shared and the sadness that still lives in my heart.
"Time to wake up"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4SRT7BaHLUA&feature=mh_lolz&list=FL0vcCBwfpif0 this took years !!!!!!!!!!!!!! to make in its entirety. please pass along? easily the most powerful thing I have ever done.
Emptiness
I cant begin to image the darkness that you felt, And if I could have changed the deck, I would have changed the card that you'd been dealt. I stand here now in this stony place, Carved letters Tar, the memory of your face. And I know you f
My Guilt
This is about my miscarriage 3years ago.
Grey and Read
For some reason memories of my uncle's funeral came to me. Perhaps the winter blues...perhaps the fond memories while he lived... I don't know. It was a numb and blurry time.
Annoyance
About my ex, who left some things of his I`ve just never gotten rid of. Not really sure, I just keep putting it off...and when something little and insignificant happens, like a belch...or a fart LOL we blame him for it, even knowing he`s gone. Written 1-30-11
Behold young friends..
I didn't write this...my best friend and I stumbled upon this on accident in a cemetary on a headstone when we were young....it has stuck with us ever since. We also have seen it in other places, after that experience.
Coming Back Down
i lost my girl friend 3 years ago, in a car accident