

GoodbyeThe cold rain kissed our child goodbye With our hearts in stone We held her there until she diedGoodbye
They say we dared to dream a lie As we watched and wept The cold rain kissed our child goodbye
The moon cast a cold shade for our eyes Hands clasping hands We held her there until she died
And as drove after drove came to say their goodbyes On this drab autumn eve The cold rain kissed our child goodbye
I sat and wove her shape into the sky If only to escape the truth We held her there until she died
And as I sit a


View From aboveI wish I, Was a hawk. So I could take flight,View From above
And land where I stood. And say with a smile I’ve seen the sky.
I could draw the world. And fit it all in, The confides of this page. But what to do then? Repose with a sigh, And look at what id done Created a world With one man To three guns.
Why fix it then I’d simply move on To the next Mess… Or achievement But none the less The next.
I could stare. At all the fixed space And air And shift the wei


My sonI clenched his little fist So cold and alone Now sitting calmly In a pool of my son I heard him cry out I swear, As though born As I lie back Relax In a pool of my sonMy son
The doctor said Not one breath he took When out of the womb he violently shook Taking along any chance to survive Had he not been so eager He might still be alive The doctor turned red As I dashed to point out That his tongue would soon swell And turn black from his lies
The nurses restrained What little was left But since that day I


NamelessIf another glance could touch the frost He sighed Window pane seemed to mirror his relief Peace….. Another daughter laid to restNameless
At least Another debt he may never repay…
And messages he sends Day by day just seem to bend Another corner made to save Another truth that he’ll delay
Dust swings forth massing grey relief With ease Another coffin seems to sway with breeze
In peace Another sigh so silence can be eased Relief Another day so the halls can echo….
And the peace inside relents Another quick and
you never give it up...I've enjoyed everything that you've
written so far and I'll keep a look out to see what you throw
at us in the future...
Keep stalking you, huh? ^^
Wrote some pretty nice songs, you did. And don't care for typos. Rules are for whiners. Typos are copyright protected and the poets freedom.
Nice Night
Kir
1. Avoid writing angst at all costs. Even if it means getting rid of all your poetry and starting again. Angst is cliche and nobody with half a brain wants to read it.. generally speaking.
2. Proof read - make sure you have no grammatical or spelling mistakes - their presence implies you couldn't be bothered to put effort into your writing, thus why should people be bothered to read it
3. Read widely on the site - there is some great stuff here. Comment on it, draw the good people to your site and give them something good to read in return.
that was my babble for the evening. enjoy your stay
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Days of wine and roses, days of wine and roses
All the artists flew in and all the arseholes flew out in '72
<`MinorKey> and don't drink so much that you remember having fun...
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