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 Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 6:44 pm
Welcome to my poems thread. There are several poems by me.
Also poems by other guild members.
thank you for posting your poems.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 7:02 pm
hello dad
I'm me, not you.
Only I, know the truth.
You can't see, inside my soul.
If you could, then you would know.
And you wouldn't have said,
those things you did.
Yes, you use to lay me in my, crib.
But that was long, long ago.
Do you know me now? No, you don't.
I wish you did, I want you to.
So I'm willing to put up with you.
You did me, when I would scream.
Things are different, it would seem.
So, Hello Dad, my hearts here to try.
Maybe we can reconcile?
I love you & need you in my life.
The world's more Beautiful with
our friendship in sight.
keeper of dreams
The keeper of dreams
Fluttering around in our thoughts
Gathering and storing information
Filling the chest of imaginings
Waiting for the arrival
Of the sunset in the sky
As the dusk settles in
Slowly turning into night
Gathering the container in hand
For the upcoming eventful journey
The dream wand firmly in hand
For the sprinklings to the mind
The eyes of the many mortals
Slowly begin to close and drift
As the keeper begins his magic
To sprinkle tiny golden flecks
Of floating dream dust that
Comes filtering into our minds.
The mortals slumber on
Visions of the good and ghastly
Apparitions of hope and sorrow
Flitting like a movie in our mind
Bringing dreams of happiness
Or nightmares laced in fear.
As the sun begins to rise
The golden dust of dreams ebbs
Fading into an abyss of white
Wiping our minds clean to begin
The day afresh and brand new
As the keeper begins once again.
The keeper of dreams
Fluttering around in our thoughts
Gathering and storing information
Filling the chest of imaginings
Waiting for the arrival
Of the sunset in the sky
failure
To try and try and yet come up short,
to hang my head while giving report,
not able to make anything right,
turns brightest day to darkest night.
Amidst thoughts of strength to find myself weak
brings a gut-wrenching pain of which my heart cannot speak.
failure
Failure has never been part of my plan.
I curse times I don't, when I know that I can.
My standard, my goal, my hope is perfection,
yet I am met with regret, rebuke and rejection.
Failure is a companion I have grown to despise,
its taunts and its laughs are not found in your eyes.
In you I can see love, understanding and more.
You think me a winner regardless life's score.
When I've nearly given up, drowning in failure,
you life my life, my sight, my plight to the Savior.
A loving like yours in this life is most glorious,
although I'm imperfect with you and Christ I'm victorious.
i will never forget you
Her hair was up in a ponytail
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never see
A dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats.
One by one the teacher called,
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.
Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
She probably doesn't have one,"
Another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."
The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.
My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.
Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.
And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.
And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.
I love my daddy very much,
He's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.
You see he was a fireman
And died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
And taught Americans to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.
And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.
I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.
And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:46 am
This is an exercise that I play around with sometimes. Try and figure out my method. I call this piece...
"The Copse"
Acquired patience pushes her forward. Building and constructing is all that she does at this time. Continuously spinning around and around creating her very own dwelling. Directions are drawn with her many eyes that plan the next move. Efficiency and diligence are no strangers to her. Flawlessly working to finally finish, she presses onward toward the only available goal. Ghostly flora surrounds the now finished wed glistening in morning dew. Huge trees canopy over everything making it impossible to see the sky. Icy curtains of moss hang from nearly every limb that sway and dance to eerie sounds that vibrate from within the copse that seems to sing songs of when the forest was younger and still growing, rather than a now dead and festering place that is cursed and haunts the earth with strange creatures that no man has ever seen, however, in spite of the dreary and macabre atmosphere that is naturally perceived, an odd beauty can be seen inside this source of dark and gloom where many species stay clear because of powerful fear caused by the fog’s snare. Jeering the forest, the men walked by. “Killers,” the forest seemed to whisper as they passed. Leering back at the forest, the men exchanged words and hurried on their way. Many passed the forest every day and never gave it a second glance. Not a soul saw that the forest was a true and living being. Oracles gave and heeded warning of the forest for they knew that the forest was wild and could not be tamed. Pregnant with revenge, the forest waited for a moment to take the lives of men. Quintessence of natural and earth born sin, macabre, and fantasy inhabit eternally here. Rogues make their camps behind the forest only to discover them destroyed. Sinews of one rogue are all that is left. Tombs made with bone and blood stand just inside the trees to ward off enemies. Uncontrolled land of heresy is this! Victorious will be the day when nature triumphs over man. War will be had and it shall be the war to end all wars indefinitely. Xenogenesis would be the only appeasement to the land. Yet, it’s impossible. Zaddikim will be the only hope and prayer in the back of the forests mind; in the meanwhile, the spider will continue to eat the gnat.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:41 am
judging me
The anger boils deep within
Blood burning through my veins
Why must you judge me
You don't have that right
Only God can judge me
It's His opinion that counts
He knows who I am
You're no better than me
Just give me a chance
That's all that I ask
Why can't you be fair
I am not judging you
You've hated me all along
Since before you met me
Try getting to know me
Maybe then you'll like me
At least show me respect
You owe me that much
I'm not a bad person
I guess soon you'll see
Please just open your eyes
We're not all the same
I have been hurt too
You are not alone there
He who judges gets judged
Do you really want that
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:44 am
only human
I am only human
I do make mistakes
You don't learn otherwise
Life is not easy
I inhale and exhale
Just like you do
I laugh and cry
Just like you do
We have our differences
Yet we're all the same
We are all special
In our own way
You are only human
Just like I am
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:46 am
they truned their backs
They turned theirs backs on her
And shoved her out the door
Said she just couldn't live there
Now she doesn't feel wanted anymore
I can't believe she is gone
She left for good this time
Why should she ever come back
She feels she committed a crime
How could a mother do that
Make her sweet baby girl go
She is just barely a teen
Doesn't she wanna see her grow
The answers are now so clear
She obviously doesn't care my dear
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:49 am
you are fake
You call yourself a friend
I'm not sure why
You said you'd always be there
That was just a lie
I thought you really cared
You led me on
I really should have known better
Cause now you are gone
You got all you wanted
Then ran from me
I remember the day it ended
It's fresh in my memory
I gave you so much
All you could take
You always took me for granted
It wasn't for my sake
Why say I love you
You didn't mean it
I see how fake you are
I guess the shoes fit
I mean nothing to you
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 11:58 am
survivor
You can not kill me
I'm to stubborn to die
Give it your best shot
I guess you can try
Go ahead make me sick
I can always fight it
The pain won't bother me
It won't hurt a bit
You see you are weak
I'm tougher than you are
I have all the strength
You are going to far
I will win this fight
One thing is for sure
You will lose the battle
I already know the cure
Now you must go away
You lost and can't stay
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:07 pm
my end
The blood pours from my chest
I hope it works this time
Or I will have another scar
And get convicted of the crime
I must push a little harder
One more cut should do it
As well as all those pills
I'll be dead in a bit
I can see the end coming
No more pain for me ever
Just what I'm going through now
Thats going to be it forever
It is getting hard to breathe
Minute by minute I grow weak
I am going to let go
It's the end that I seek
The decision I made is final
There is no turning back now
This is it my fellow friends
So bury me where they allow
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:34 pm
today
Don't take life for granted
Or you'll soon regret it
Today could be your last
Please don't count on tomorrow
Yesterday is just a memory
You only have right now
Cherish your friends and family
Tell them you love them
You may not see tomorrow
Why wait, tell them now
How else will they know
Don't let time pass by
Every second of everyday counts
Live as if you're dying
Make the most of today
Always fully rely on God
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:36 pm
In love
I want you by my side
To grow old and gray together
To love uncoditionally until I die
Even death won't stop my love
I love the way you smile
The way you laugh with me
How you brush my tears away
You have always believed in me
I love when we hold hands
The way you make me feel
Especially how you look at me
I want to spend eternity together
To get lost in your eyes
You are my dream come true
Baby I'm in live with you!
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:37 pm
why can't you see
Why can't you see I love you?
Why can't you see I care?
Why can't you see you're my world?
Why can't you see I'm there?
Why can't you see I'll do anything?
Why can't you see I'll make you happy?
Why can't you see I'd lie for you?
Why can't you see I'd die for you?
Why can't you see I'd be your everything?
Why can't you see me?
Because your eyes are not open.
And because I don't exist.
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:39 pm
One shot
Must find my cleaning supplies
So I can make it shine
It has to be ready tonight
This pretty little pistol of mine
I put one in the chamber
One shot should do the trick
My life will soon be over
My heart will no longer tick
I can see it clearly now
The blood running through my hair
I enjoy all my suicidal fantasies
The thing is I don't care
How can others be so selfish
All I want is to die
They all say they love me
But that is just another lie
So now I've pulled the trigger
This was my very last ride
Maybe their love really was sincere
Because at my funeral they cried
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 12:51 pm
My Monster
Nobody else can see him
The monster that tortures me
He is attacking my soul
I want to be free
I know that won't happen
So I must accept it
He is my new "friend"
My life he won't exit
He's made himself at home
The worst monster I've had
He thinks it is funny
I've never been so mad
I have to stay positive
I can't let him win
No matter what he does
I will not give in
I have my own monster
Now I am a mess
I just learned his name
The doctors call him MS
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