Oct 08 2008

God Was With Them

It was early in December, They had gathered out of fear, As the bombs were falling ’round them, cries of terror filled each ear, And they saw the buildings falling, And they watched the people die, And they heard the women screaming and they saw the children cry. As the skies were turning hazy, With the smoke of blast and fire, They were [...]

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Sep 11 2008

Sister’s Needle

You wake yesterday. Will peace wear worry? The salt’s smile. Fire’s translucent self. Why? Steel hole rot. Less eternity. Sad sky present. The web soft to the night. Trust and think. Velvet voice star sail. Sex from porcelain. Embrace. Melt. Explore. Change. Linger to haunt times secret. Sacred with morning. Healing see through my window? The rain’s sister. Concrete bleeds. Needle surrounds, to the vein. Numb. Gray tear. Summer tan. Screaming hate. Her habit debates. Perhaps burned a body for disease. Hiding eyes pale white curtains for your thunder. Ash [...]

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Aug 22 2008

I Had A Dream

This poem is based on an actual dream that I had.   I had a dream the other day, Its vision will not go away, About some people dressed in gowns, (I know how strange this story sounds.) Each gown was separate from the rest, With different colours they were blest, And everyone had points of view, And revelations that were new. They studied scripture, [...]

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Aug 11 2008

Razor’s Edge

I walked upon a razor’s edge, My feet were bleeding crimson red, The pain was great, I slipped and fell, And landed in the pit of Hell. And Satan greeted me with glee, He said, “How are you, can’t you see, That you are in my world to stay? I own your soul and you will pay.” And voices taunted, visions swelled, In total [...]

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Jul 05 2008

Fourth of July

July Fourth Marching bands Um pa pa. Kids on bikes Ooh la la. Fire engines clanging Oh ma ma. Politicians waving Playing the crowd. Sweating marchers Puffing aloud. Is this what it is All about? Is this the reason We all shout? Nothing meantioned About the men who bled, Or of those who lie dead. These are the ones We should honor today. These are the ones who Paved the way. They paid the price For our liberty, They [...]

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Jul 04 2008

Someone Else’s Crime

Someone Else’s Crime I will grow tomatoes When you’ve set me free. I will live at home in peace Where all will let me be. I will wake up cheerful In the morning to the sun. I will feel at peace at last, Once my Freedom’s won. I have been imprisoned here For someone else’s crime. I have lived my life in fear, And I have done [...]

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Jul 04 2008

Let them know…

When I leave this life before you do Do as I please, I ask of you Let them know you love me Let them know you’re mine While that may not have happened in this lifetime Then that would put my heart at peace Let go of pains and heartaches That secrecy brought me so  In the final resting place The what-ifs and must-have-beens They all with [...]

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Jul 02 2008

Lean Into Me

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Lean into me, when your heart needs a break. Lean into me, when no more can you take. Lean into me, because this i can see, that you and I, were meant to fly free. Lean into me and this you’ll see. you gave me some peace, may i share some with you? You gave me your heart, not knowing at the start, that you and I, were meant [...]

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Jul 02 2008

Leave Me

Leave me now. No pain or sorrow. Better now, before tomorrow. Express no words. Better not say, for words betray. Each lie causes my heart to frey, torn apart in pure decay. Rather hear no words at all now, Silence is my only sound. Continue Reading >> “Leave Me” SHARETHIS.addEntry({ title: "Leave Me", url: "http://poempoempoem.com/poemsandstories/leave-me/" });

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Jun 23 2008

My Bonny True (A Scottish Stanza)

I walked the roads, both low and high, In search of where my bonny lie, And when I found her, I did cry, My bonny love, I know her spirit’s in the sky, Far up above. She’s freed from all her earthly woe, As in the ground she’s laid below, Where fields of purple heather grow, My bonny dear, I hear her voice, as breezes [...]

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