One of those turns
i think this is about rejection. the words just came out on paper. sometimes, emotional pain is just ugly.
Reminders
Reminders of a cowboy whose life was tragically cut short.
Death: A portrait
Another one of three surprisingly dark meditations on life
At the WAKE
This is the final product this is a work in progress a sketch hear the music see the people dancing swirling and feel the sound of their stomping feet Rhythems and songs that can only happen the other side of the wake.
Death
My best friend died and i was traumatized by it.
For Amy
I will reach ye down and pull thee from the abyss To ransom thee from his serpent's kiss To embrace thee with an angel's wings And look into eyes that are the jewels of kings Matchless words -- sweet as rare yield For you my friend, your virtue
On England Bloom
When I read about this tradegy I was moved to tears at the loss of such innocence and at the same time angry at such a crime. Both very strong emotions (grief and anger) that stirred in me a need to express my feelings. I do write poetry that whilst driven like many arts by emotion, are inspiring as well. Thank you for letting me share it...great idea this forum. :)
On A Not So Sunny Day
Rip to all the victims of this tragedy this is truly something I will never forget.
Questions , just questions, answer's to follow!
What will you do when the doing is done?, what will you do when the race is won? who will you be?, what will you see,,... ......eternity?
my dad 1926 to 2002
my hammer the rock that makes me brave but gentle is your love father my dad a great man strong in the mind but then came the time god needed you more then me so grow up i had to do father my dad i love you r.i.p
More than enough
Wrote this for two of my friends who passed away in highschool. r.i.p
If Something Happened to Me
If something did happen to me, I would be curious to know how everyone who knew me would react. I wasn't liked that much, and it would just make me wonder if anyone would mourn the loss of my life.
baaaad
nothing
Phantom Prince
some are born without a soul without a heart but they watch and learn how to mimic us they 'feel' you out your weaknesses attract them like a delible mark on your forehead you look into their mesmerizing eyes so full of emotion.. see th
life.....
i wort it becouse i have been there in life and i'm still there.
ever been afraid of being all alone I'm the dark
Have u ever been afraid of being all alone In the dark? What if since the time u where a kid when life took away ur light ,uve been trapped in an eternAL nite.well when I was alil boy my mom died and with her so did the joy .aNd even tho she's been
Breath Within
The sparkle in your eyes has dimmed From the deepest pool of emptiness Flood of tears anticipate the moment To gain control of your emotions Succumb to sadness with no regard Heartache and pain too arise Follow the wind that breathes wi
The Statue ( Cemetery by the Ga Univ. Stadium )
I pulled out this picture of a beautiful young woman who was made from her picture as a statue after her death in the early 1900's. The sculptor made her taller than her real life but she was beautiful, and you had to go behind a huge marble wall to walk up to her ... it was unusual but get photography..so I pulled out this picture of her and wrote an imaginary poem.
lamplight testimony
this was a difficult write. It brought out quite a diversity of feelings; grief, hopelessness apprehensiveness, excitement, and hope. I love the dramatic properties it possesses. I love sad stories with happy endings. Death is not something to be feared.
sunshine dark cries
sunshine bright as day feel my skin as i cry within feel my pain as my walls come crashing in lift my heart let me sing it is through light and dark i get my wings sunshine dark cries mommy you died and with you is my childhood gone as i am now a man
In The Light
Loss
Nations of America
The sorrowful day of 9/11 The day that America was brought together That is what we are We are a Nation Divided but together Nothing will seperat us Our Faith Our Love Our Compassion For our nation is the purpose we recognize 9/11 Every yea
Live your life
dealing with the pain of loosing someone
Greater Love
I know this poem has a morbid feel to it, I wrote it in the memory of my nephew. RIP J.Stanaway
Friend
What is to give light must endure burning
Remains
The other side of physical death...
FORGOTTEN (Thoughts from beyond the grave)
I literally thought this up on the spot whilst out walking in Uxbridge in Middlesex. I walked past a graveyard that had seen better days and noticed how unkempt most of the gravestones were and it was saddening to see. That is when I thought how it must be for the dear departed once their memory became further and further away from their onceloved ones :(
Is It Real
For in this town many faces you see yet none of them remind you of me. You know i have been lonely for so long. Throughout the years you still see me coming through the doors. Asking how was your day and hugging me in his own way.
Sealed
stuck
another one
no sleep my mind spinning so much evil cross my vision got to change the way im living seems the worlds in ill condition i look at my daughter pray im a good father swimming in deep water thats gettin hotter an hotter at times its so
Your Grieving Heart
Your Grieving Heart When you first meet your grief Do not expect to feel any relief, It is a wild animal that devours Your heart and soul for endless hours. Do not attempt to stay the beast, But let it enjoy it's evil feast, While you feel
Running Out of Time
Well I wrote this poem when micheal jackson died it got me thinking because no one expected him to die it just happend and the whole world was left speechless.
Home
This poem is for all the one's In New York, that are still without homes & missing loved one's...
Stolen Time
Stolen Time He sits upon the ocean bluff staring out to sea. This old poet of many years lost in me
as you walk
as you walk on a lazy beach up the pathway to the clifftop with a song inside your head the keys of the piano playing with inspiration each step as you reach the top there you look down over the restless waves and this theme..the impossible
i appoligize for how i sometimes am
And i appologize for way i sometimes act,im just all alone in a world where everything i loved seems to never stay and makes it hard to sometimes not lose my way. Now in a new place i have to start all over again,as my soul sometimes cries for it all
Forget
Its good therapy to share with a group Im told...Cheers
To my dad,, eleven yrs gone dis yr..
We cried the tears for all the years, the years dat we spent watch'n, the time went by, in the flicks of our eyes, and we had no time,to say sad goodbye's,, see you at home da..
Don't Kiss Them Goodbye
It's about the loss of a loved one. I wrote it because people have a difficult time letting go. They also have a difficult time with remembering that their loved one is still very near to them and I wanted to bridge that gap for them. I feel wonderful when I can be a channel for such beautiful messages.
saying goodbye
I wrote this poem for my mother who passed away in 2008 she was sick for a while and that's how I felt when she passed it is on her mortuary card I'm proud of that.
Ahmaud Arbery
Travis McMicheal sentenced to life no parole Gregory McMicheal: life no parole William Bryan: life w parole after 30yrs RIP Ahmaud.
A love so tragic
It was summertime in the city james was sick of the innuendos he was lying in his soft bed soft light crept through the window thoughts of Cassandra raced through his head he thought of the love they shared he remembers the joy that once overwh