March 30, 2002

For the rest of his life the man would ask, "Why?"

~*~

A FRIEND
BY Karin

A friend is someone who listens

A friend is someone who cares

A friend is someone who helps

A friend is there through good or bad

A friend is the stars at night and the sun in the morning

A friend is encourages and motivates

Most of all a friend is a... FRIEND

~*~

"Why"
Rese

I never understood

Why you came to me

Cause there is more prettier girls than me

So I wonder why you came to me.

So I dared myself

Not to say a word

Of why me

Or how come.

Then one day he said to me:

Cause you are beautiful

You're fun to hang around with

And you never try to hurt a single soul

That's how he explained how come to me

But still never understood

Why me?

Why would he choose little old me?

Then I dared myself to ask

Why me and not one of them?

Then he turned and stared at me

After a moment he said to me:

You're not like the others

You shine bright light

Through every dark moment

You don't care of how you look

You're yourself in every way

For now I understood

Why me?

And how come he came to me.

~*~

Why its Good to Say Sorry
Robyn

At the end of grade five

on the last day of school

we rode on the bus

we had a big fight

I thought she was taking away

my best friend

As she got off the bus

i hollered" GOOD RIDDANCE "

I never bothered to call her

never bothered to care

on the fourth day before my birthday

she was coming home with her dad

they got in a crash

her life shattered

as the paramedics sped to the scene

the seatbelt held her alive

as they cut the seatbelt her life slipped away

on the 20th of August

3 days before my birthday

my mom woke me up and told me what happened

i forced my self to cry at that moment

but later i didn't have to

i didn't believe it and i still don't

At her funeral my best friend and i

our eyes met and we ran at each other

we just sat on the floor and cried

i think people thought i was family

but i was not

i was only a stupid girl

who for got to say 2 important words

I'M SORRY

now to this day

i say to my self

that she's on holiday with her family

her dads in psycho therapy

and my friends in the ground

she'll never hear the sounds i have to say

IM SORRY

now its 2 years past and I'm finishing grade 7

and i still say she's on holiday

and that one day she will come back

i cant stress it enough

after a fight with someone

say 'I'm sorry' even it you don't mean it

~*~

Rope (Around Retention)
Michael James Galande

My sanity curls up as I lower myself to

shallow flames,

Sanctuary I sought amongst a river of uncaring strangers.

People too superficial to know pain.

Nameless nameless faceless,

I cared not for what they do,

felt I should be tried and convicted,

punished for turning my back on you.

I've become a side show,

a dead man's song and dance.

Watch my final desperate motions,

taking these high risks without a chance.

As stubborn as I pretended to be,

I should have accepted that helping hand.

A lifetime to ponder choices,

sometimes I forget to sleep at all.

Jagged photos are my melancholy memories,

a fanciful jury who puts me on the wrong.

~*~

Holding You
Memphis Raine

Sinking in the blue of your eyes,

The color illuminating with the wetness.

Your Pain, Like dark clouds,

Dropping warm rain towards the earth,

Send tears pouring down my face.

Hanging on each word faling from your lips,

As if the rules of society no longer exist,

You let your emotions tumble out

Without any holding back.

Longing to reach out and touch you,

To wipe the salty tears from your eyes,

and hold you.

~*~

Tested
J. Thomas Johns on

I've refrained and abstained

Resisted temptation

My will has been tested no doubt

I won't lie and deny

That I have been tempted

So far my resolve has held out

If I make one mistake

I might snap like a twig

My resistance is wearing quite thin

Please no more I implore

Take this burden from me

Before I give out or give in

~*~

MOTHER I PROMISE...
jessica swords

mother i promise ...

that if someone offers me a beer i'll drink water instead.

mother i promise i'll come home without a scratch on my head.

mother your special you see your the one i'm doing this for to make a better me.

mom i'm leaving the party now to be with you.

i didn't drink and drive like you taught me not to do.

i put my car in drive and went past the green light.

my life went by me in a flash .

mom i didn't drink and drive why this have to happen to me, the guy came head on then we crashed.

mom i'm scared, mom please help me i'm lost and confused.

the police officer is talking to someone i think its bad news.

mother where are you.

mother if you can hear me i love you.

i didn't break my promise, i think you already knew.

mom i don't want to die, because i know i'll miss you.

mom i want you to hold me, tell me its ok.

tell daddy i love him bubby the same.

mom i can't move.

mom i'm getting sleepy, me dieing what's it to prove.

mom i'm to young, my goals my life.

i wanted to get married, have kids, and a life.

it's not fair i wanted to die old in my bed.

not like this not now.

just hold me mom , and say that your proud.

~*~

MIXED EMOTIONS
TANIKA NELSON

MY HEART INCREASES PACE AS THIS ONE WALKS INTO A ROOM ,FACE BECOMES EXTREMELY SOAR FROM TRYIN TO HIDE MY SMILE. THE SIMPLEST WORDS YOU SAY MAKES GOOSE BUMPS APPEAR. WHAT IS IT ABOUT YOU THAT TAKES THIS EMOTIONAL TOLE ON ME? I TRULY DON'T KNOW COULD IT BE THE CHARM THAT I HAVE KNOWN FOR MANY YEARS OR IS IT THE FEELING OF CERINITY KNOWIN YOU WILL BE THERE THROUGH MY TEARS. PAIN IS WHAT I FEEL EMOTIONALLY KNOWIN THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE WAY OF US BEING TOGETHER. SPECIAL MOMENTS PUT ON HULT , LOVE DESTINE TO BE MADE,, LIFE'S TREASURES WAITING TO BE DISCOVERED. MY HEART BELONGS TO YOU AND I LOVE YOU BEYOND WORDS BUT HERE IS A DIVIDER IN BETWEEN BOTH WORLDS. I TRY TO LET ENCHANTMENT TAKE ITS COURSE BUT YOUR BEING DRAWN FURTHER AND FURTHER AWAY FROM MY DOOR .FEELING AS THOUGH THE CLOCK IS TICKING AND IM LEFT WITH OUT YOU . KNOWIN THAT IF YOU LEAVE ME A PART OF ME HAS DRIFTED AWAY. IM TRYIN TO BREAK THIS DIVIDER IN THE SIMPLEST WAY BUT IT SEEMS AS THOUGH ITS MOUNDED INTO MY LIFE PERMANENTLY. WANTING TO PASSIONATELY TOUCH YOU AND ALLOWING YOU TO DO THE SAME BUT NOT TO BE SELFISH AND TRYIN NOT TO INFLICT PAIN. OUR TIME WILL COME JUST LET NATURE TAKE ITS COURSE THEN FINALLY WE WILL BEGIN OUR CHAPTER IN THIS BOOK.

~*~

SLIPPING
antony liquori

sleepy hallowed nights of yesterday

forgotten winter breaths of night

I am but forsaken

a cub lost in snowy hibernation

when raging fire storms of spring

of wind

of smoke and burning flesh

leave me to this world unknown

silent torments

devils musings

dancing to quicken paces of my heart

dance with me

though i stumble with two right feet

dragging my spirit in tow

like a fishermen with his daily catch

take the sorrow of sweet shame

lay it bare on sex stained sheets

reveal my heart

lover

and take me in your arms

caressed by whispers

of solitaire thoughts

~*~

Daddy
Jazmin Cole

You watched me at birth

As I came to know earth

You taught me much

With just one tocuh

You took care of me

Without a fee

You showed me love

And even how to fly as a dove

High in the sky

Where your thoughts now lie

Rest in Peace...

~*~

The Cost

Laura Welch

Forever found and

Forever lost

All to pay the sky-high cost

That the world is dark and dreary and blue.

You just can't help it,

It passes through you.

All the laughs and all the smiles

Are really fears and dripping tears.

You know now that nothing matters,

Nothing counted

And your whole life shatters

Into the breaking edge

of a cliff.

Kind words are stinging like a whip,

Your brain is dead,

Your life is lost.

This pain and suffering is my cost.

~*~

Sadness
Anabel B. Lebana

Sadness stroke one day in time

I felt my lungs get tight

I couldn't breath I felt I was going to fall

I couldn't stop my tears and sob

Sadness stroke one day in time

It filled me up with confusement

It made my voice fade,

It made my heart cry

Sadness stroke one day in time

Letting my life stop in time

Letting my sadness walk across

Letting my days become dark

Sadness stroke one day in time

Making me realize that I was left behind

Making me look like I just lost someone

Making me feel like I didn't have a mind

Sadness causes emotional effects

Sadness can make a person change

As a friend I recommend to make a change

Since it can make you change

~*~

IT
By Harry Kel © 1991

If life is what you make of it

And pleasure is all you take from it

Then who am I

To just stand by

I’ll make you question just for the sake of it

For Kafka to evolve it

For Freud to try to solve I

Although the search for reason

Continues from season to season

Time will forever dissolve it

It’s easy to forget it

And never to regret it

But I won’t let

This simple mind set

Allow you to plead “I don’t get it”

~*~

When the sun is gone and hurt and pain surround you

And you're hurting so you almost do let go

Fight the sorrow and the fear that does possess you

Even when the huntsman strikes the hardest blow.

When life is so unfair and don't you know it!

People say to smile and walk on by

But no one ever seems to notice

The distant look in your empty eye.

Life is a series of broken bridges

Or a graveyard of buried hopes and dreams

However much you may believe it

It is never quite as bad as it seems.

And time goes ticking on forever

Every single moment- precious as a jewel

So hold memories in your heart now and forever

Don't waste the treasured moments like a fool.

Briony Miles

~*~

Why?
Micaela Vargas

Why did you betray me?

I thought we we're friends

But you played me

You used to play with my hair

And where?

Where did that go?

Out the window

Maybe on the floor

Now you're with her

Now I wonder

I wonder why

I don't spy

I cry

You killed me inside

A knife in my side

And i wonder why

If there's anything to make me feel better....

It's you let me know you still love me

No you're with her

No candy

Please?

Just assure me

You still love me

Why?

~*~

Mirror
~*~Mandy~*~

Once there was a little girl

but somehow she left my world

If i look back upon my yesterdays

i can see her giggle while she plays

and if i listen closely i can still hear her

and when i look she's in the mirror

but who am i

and who was she

and is this hell

or my destiny???

~*~

Am I to forever remain in the shadow of myself

Not me, the me I portray

The uncaring, unfeeling, and insensitive woman they see

Am I to forever hide under my pain

Smiling from within but all they see is an icy stare

The cold glare I give them to cover my laughter

When will I be able to show my true self

To expose the bare nakedness of me

With all my flaws, my desires, and my joy

Would you see me through the same eyes?

Could they handle my ups and downs?

No, they couldn't

So until the day I find someone who searches under the rubble and dirt that has been thrown carelessly into my soul

They look to find the real me

The me no one else has seen

Until then...I will close myself up to the world

And remain in the shadow of myself hidden under my pain.

Shanna Tirado

~*~

PURE BEAUTY
todd senkel

the sparkle in your eye

your golden hair

your beautiful smile

the list goes on

i can't even think of words

that can describe your beauty

inside or out

the way you carry yourself

it's just mesmerizing

you're so strong, yet gentle

you always know the right thing to say

you are a god

at least in my eyes

the thought of not being around you

is more painful than my worst fears

you mean more to me

then you could possibly know

without you,

is there a me?

~*~

The Lost Reason
sk8teboarder

The lost reason you may be able to see

But maybe it is just I, all of the gunshots

Are useless you see, especially to me.

For war is wrong, all of us should get along.

Warfare is wrong but right to others,

Just as we need it to breathe with others it kills

The soldiers fear what is over seas,

They know that they could soon die,

But that doesn’t matter to them

They are fighting for what they believe is right.

Though many people think this is a lost cause

I think we should pause what we are doing at the moment.

~*~

Silver Linings
Ian Macdonald

Holding me beneath my skin,

A feeling that won't let me in,

Only to touch the outer lining,

It's this touch that keeps me flying.

You've no idea of the pain,

When my feelings slowly drain,

When you some of those words,

You're up high with black birds.

This shudder comes from inside,

Sharp, like a knife into my side,

Crouching low into the ground,

Oh, what a miserable sound.

I've never known how lucky I am,

It's easy enough to fake this scam,

But I still can't hold you the way I'd like to do.

~*~

There you are

Caught in my headlights

But you aren't running

You're stuck now

Is is by free will

Or is there something else,

keeping you there?

Are you scared?

Cause I am for sure

I have no place else

left to turn

You are it.

So stay in focus

and within my reach

Do you feel,

me reaching out to you?

Am I dragging you down?

Would you prefer if I wasn't around?

And if you stay

Where do we go?

The answer is unknown

This is all so new to me

and don't you see

I stand my ground

And I'll stick around

As long as I know

I have you

Just as much

As you have me

Which, by the way,

according to my plans,

is for all eternity.

Melissa Shanor

~*~

You said only a few brutal words

It's all you never said that's keeping me awake

You never promised to always be there

Guess even for you that's a hard promise to fake

All I ever wanted was your love

I now realize it's too self-absorbed to be a gift

It fell heavily onto my shoulders

A burden I haven't been able to lift

Would you even care if you knew how long I sat and waited

The worst is not knowing if you ever loved me

Or if it's just some hopeless lie I created

I don't know what to do anymore

Giving up seems to be my only choice

It stings too much to think that's what you want

So again I wait needing to hear it from your voice

Cindy Kervina Alernach

~*~

Battle of the Palmetto

February 28, 2002 9:15 A. M. E.S.T.
Copyright 2002 © Richard Donald Burley

It began as a typical workday commute. I was ‘sailing’ east toward the underpass of highway 826 on 36th street, in the Doral area of west Dade county, Miami Florida. (One of the most clogged trade routes in Miami) As I approached the on ramp from the right hand lane, in my 1985 battleship gray Fleetwood, (the pride of the fleet), I noticed a car coming down the exit ramp. The driver of that car completely ignored the yield sign, increased his speed, and pulled along side of my car, an obvious challenge, as if we were Spanish Galleons preparing to lay ‘volley’s-a- broadsides’...arrggh! So I hailed the “captain” of the “rogue vessel” with a blast from my horn. He was none other than my old nemesis, Captain Yo! Taking obvious offense, but thinking it a better course of action to flee, (as he was the out-gunned commander of a Toyota no less), he laid into the wind and pulled ahead.

Then came the typical ‘surprise’ attack…

As I merged into the right lane behind him, onto the entrance ramp of 826 North, the cowardly pirate captain reared his ugly head. With his left hand on the wheel, he turned completely around in his seat and then presented his typical one-hook salute, (having lost his right hand during a prior lost battle at sea, no doubt). I acknowledged his concession with my own victory salute, just as the rogue idiot indeed, rammed the unsuspecting ‘vessel’ ahead of him. The rest of my trip to work was very satisfying. That was the best commute I have ever experienced.

I do hope and pray the poor soul most effected by this event went unscathed, and employs a right fit solicitor. Ahoy!

~*~

Canada
Candace Krieger

Our home and native land; where freedom and friendship reign,

Where cultural diversity is genuine;

A palette of people live in a rainbow of happiness

Where every idea of utopia is encompassed,

Every style of life for every nature of elation

From the tranquility given off of the Maritimes

To the overwhelming capacious Rockies on the West Coast;

There is a medley of ways to fall in love with the charm of the land.

British Columbia offers colossal snow capped mountains, where the fresh scent of rain rejuvenates the weary and relaxes the passionate.

Alberta introduces hilly land as far as the eye can see; serene ski resorts, and the action crammed malls in which to divulge in a shopping binge.

Saskatchewan is a mask of beauty beyond all doubt; the oceans of wheat are highlighted by the enchanting hues of the rolling sky, where the flat plains embody the lives of remarkable farmers that harvest our crops.

Manitoba; where our homestead and Canadian chronicles lie in the level plains interrupted by crystalline lakes throughout the province and the powerful wilderness.

Ontario bestows political security where the capital of the country allows for the efficient governing of the vast, peaceful nation.

Quebec supplies an assortment of culture change where a second formally accepted and acknowledged language allows us to diversify our great nation.

Newfoundland, Nova Scotia, and New Brunswick all lie on the sparkling, iridescent ocean fronts on the East Coast. The Maritimes contribute a love of the ocean illuminated by our immense lighthouses to guide sailors along their expeditions.

Prince Edward Island is a captivating foundation of radiance from the rosy, silky sand that animates the land with a tinge of the graceful ocean. Where the soft tumbling and crashing of waves, places you in a state of heavenly content.

Northwest Territories have become an indicator and reminder of our ancestry. From the diligent fur traders and Eskimos, we have sophisticated to the state of technological advancement we see now.

Yukon gold fever has spread across the Territory where the once bare land sees through eyes of diamonds and whispers through lips of gold its secrets and hidden treasures.

Nunavut brings the unknown, the promise of things to come. It symbolizes a new and adventurous beginning to a once familiar land.

Canada; our land of majesty and bliss that is beyond compare.

~*~

Lost Love
DuJuan Young

It's been weeks since we've spoken

A lifetime since we've touched

For what once was a pounding heart is now broken

No longer does the sun shine down on me

The darkness is everlasting and holds a certain mystery

Like what could and could not have been

Days and nights have passed me by like taxis in the city

I'm stranded I wonder who will pick me up

I remember when, the two of us were one, it was all so

simple then, back when the love had just begun

Today again I'm without you hoping our paths will cross

If so, someone has been listening

Listening to my song of the love I lost

~*~

"A Sonnet"
For Eryn
Evan Long

Truth! You have conferred upon me, if lies

Be truths by definition, a truth that

You do love me. It appears to my eyes

That on my soul, by you this truth was spat.

If deceit be defined as honesty,

And happiness be defined as sorrow,

Than oh! so honest have you been to me,

And I grow happier with ev'ry morrow.

If smooth is coarse, your words are smoother still

Than any would believe. It seems to me

That nobody could show as great a will

To stay - if stay means leave - To stay by me.

But still - Still! I cannot detach from you.

Evan after all that you've put me through.

~*~

A goodnight wish
Justin willson

To thee my love I bid goodnight

I leave you now in person but remain in spirit

Now lay peacefully as I leave you to sleep

I pray your dreams be of love, As mine are

Dreaming of the next time we are together

God has given me one of his angels to love

A gift I will never forsake or forget

The angel I see before me

The one who has brought such happiness to my heart

I only hope I can grant the same to her

As I envelope you in my arms while you sleep

Always know I will be the guardian angel of your resting soul

And the one who kisses your closed eyes

~*~

At The Improv
Billtoga

Life lived if all here is of life.

A concept repeatedly discarded

Hoping that life is much more

Than what we live.

We play the game of What If,

If Only or I should have taken

The road more traveled or

Was it the less trod.

A stroll across the field may

Have made the flowers smell

More sweetly, except that

Snorting bull threatened me.

Choices denied, rejected

Obscuring what I came to know,

That life is a gig at the improv for

Life lived is all there is of life.

~*~

Dark Sea

Darkheart 2/2002

Calvin S. McChesney

In a dark sea of soulless faces

Sinking while gripping hopeless desires

All journeys have lead to desolate places

Through short-lived blistering fires

Wallowing amidst the crisis of love lost

Waning in memories that haunt and fade

Reflecting brief moments in counting the cost

Of hearts broken and false promises made

Beguiler of tenderness now retching in pain

How much can this empty shell with stand

Embracing love and lust as one in the same

Compromised values a fools failing plan

A void remains as the vacuum grows ever strong

No salvation coming nor rescue attempt tried

Payment due in full from now it shan't be long

Full circle is dawning from the shadow of lies

Undercurrent dragging to the depths of despair

Light from the surface becoming dimmer indeed

Retribution is merely a word down there

Eyes vacant of all life and black hearts never bleed

In this underworld of faceless souls

The damned gnash their teeth and bitterly weep

Where mighty slither into bottomless holes

Boundless torture and imminent misery find no sleep

~*~

09.11
Ron Boisvert

The planes hit the towers

In the early morning skies

Flown in by cowards

Couldn’t look us in the eyes

Trying to destroy a nation

Jealous of our ways

They took us unexpectedly

They caught us in a daze

But it brought us all together

Turned a country into one

Now we’re fighting back with force

You’d better run Taliban run

You hit us where it hurts the most

You hit us at our core

But unified as one strong force

We will win this war

It may take a little while

To punish the entire crowd

But one thing is guaranteed

We’ll be Victorious and Proud

~*~

What Happened?
Matt Kerr

I remember what did happen to me that day

And the anger starts to boils inside

As hear the gunshot and begin to pray

Will I live to see another day?

They rush me in an Ambulance

And they do not know what to say

I feel my breath start to slip away

And wonder if my life will end this day

The doctors can tell by the look in my eye

I will soon not be worth there time

My mother stands by my side

And I hear her start to cry

My dad says it will be O.K

But I can tell I will die today

~*~

OH MY CHILD
Amy Black

Don't you know that all the wild horses

Will be tamed? Surrender or be broken.

Those who surrender and yield to love

Will canter, feed, shimmered flanks flared.

But the proud, the haughty, the unforgiving

Will know the plow and joy no more.

Oh my child,

Don't you know the bitter winds

Will blow and bend or break us all?

Those who resist and cling to strength

Will shatter, jagged, splintered edges bared.

But the meek, the humble, the not-ashamed

Will kiss the earth and rise again.

Oh my child,

Don't you know the love I have for you?

Will you listen to this one truth?

Those who depend on human strength

Will falter, fail, shattered by judgment.

But those who rely on the grace of Christ

Will be sheltered, lifted up and loved.

~*~

And the times, they keep on rolling,

and the song just doesn’t stop.

Sung by the little blue bird of happiness

who’s making sure the tune doesn’t flop.

There’s a path leading through a wood

to a destination that differs for each,

Along this path are homely bush-twigs,

and shining fruit way out of our reach.

We wish we could jump, we wish we could fly,

and indeed, we can if we try,

But for every time there’s a slap of the earth,

we must jump up again not cry.

So while we’re all looking for the face of God,

there is a big warning to all ~

Let us hold hands will we go on our search,

and make memories, large and small.

Shir

~*~

Raged Bedtime
mosh

The room glowing gold

Under the starry round lamp

Beams dance silently

Her forehead--so soft

Draws back at touch of my hand

No goodnight kiss now

Fetal position

Homemade quilt covering fear

Tiny hands clenching

The search is on for

A familiar surrounding

A doll, a song--love

~*~

You
Ashlie West

You've asked me to be your Baby,

but all I can say is maybe.

I'd Love to be with you,

but my parents will not allow it.

You are so sweet, and kind.

You are even romantic half of the time,

but there is still only one problem,

my parents will not even allow it.

I tired so hard not to get tied up in you.

I knew what would happen.

It always happens.

I like you in a way,

that I can't describe.

I am so sorry,

I really do wish there was a way.

Someday maybe you'll understand exactly what I'm going through.

I'm sorry,

I shouldn't have fallen in Love with you.

~*~

My Life to Live
by Boris Lee

My world is a prison of my own creation.

Missed opportunities litter the horizon,

shattered dreams, like shards of glass

cut deep into my soul.

Oh to have the chance to live again,

a life that I have wasted.

To tell that foolish child:"seize the day!"

for Time does not give you second chances.

And Fate, in all her cruelty,

does not grant us any certainties in life.

Oh how pitiful, to survive but not live!

To be fearful of nights and spiteful of days.

So let the blame be on Time and Fate.

And let the anger build until it is all consuming.

But in the end, the blame lies with me.

~*~

A Man Named Wong
Jon R.

The worlds gone wrong

cause of a guy named wong.

The phones are ringing

while Wong is springing.

Stop that man

if any one can.

Wong is free

to have a spree.

There goes Wong

with his gong.

Good bye now

cause he knows how.

To bang that gong

my friend Wong.

~*~

Hate is red

Death is black

Murder is wrong

Now life is gone

Your time will come

It'll be lots of fun

Our souls are leaving

It's time for the cleaning

The sun burns red

As the devil once said

The bodies litter the ground

Let the souls be found

All of your blood

Litters the earth like mud

I took your life

With my butcher's knife

Life is dead cause of me

But can't you see

I'm the demon that killed you all

this is humanities final fall

chris

~*~

CRICKET NIGHT
Juliann Daniel

Sunflowers,

Like Auroras in the Azure

They- Luminous

As ever singing birds

Understand them-Charming

In the cold mess of the night

Cricket, Siesta

For the hours of darkness

~*~

Speak to me
Justin Kinsella

Did you hear me when I spoke to you?

It's all been misunderstood.

It's so terrible, alone in dead grip of winter.

Even the warmth of your own skin can't comfort you.

But your memories might.

Or A simple caress of fingers, anywhere.

Schools of faces in a concrete ocean.

Feeding on iron rails and microchips.

Would you shake my hand and look into my eyes?

Mock and deny me?

Feel my human skin and bones.

So alien.

This is where I say i've had enough.

No one should feel the way that I feel now.

Its a ruined puzzle.

I'm still not sure if you heard me.

Can anything break this silence?

~*~

The Dying Dove
Sarah Marshall

I like to watch you all the time

So that I can breathe you in

And be able to die when you are not mine,

To live without you would be my sin.

I am not me and my life not my own,

For when I say, "you are my world"

I know that I can not live alone.

Into you I have been hurled

And exist only within your love,

A symbol, like a dying dove.

~*~

Wind
Meggie Lou

Feel the wind blow

It's as if it was alive

As it rushes by

~*~

Sunset
haley

sky kissed with dim light

I fell the life of the wind

a cool windy night

~*~

The Summer Sun
Robyn

The summer sun beats down on the sea

in the still air the buzzing of a bee

that brings the hot dog down to the sea

~*~

I Cried
Angee

As the rain splattered my face ,

I cried....

As the sea crashed against the rocks,

I laughed....

As the wind blew through the trees,

I was lonely....

As the sun warmed my skin,

I smiled....

As the forest was silent,

I loved....

~*~

In God we trust,

In God we follow,

In God we must,

Relieve our sorrow.

In God we stand,

In God we pray,

In God we hand,

Away our days.

If only God knew,

Of our petty lives,

About how we threw,

Away our will to survive.

He would simply sigh,

And shake his head,

And just rely,

On Himself instead.

frank

~*~

The Cardinal
Jane E. Pearce

The cardinal seeks

in deepening snow,

seeds that winter

cannot grow,

his vibrant plumes

of brilliant red

recalls blood

that does not flow.

A winged clot,

he comes to call

at the feeder

in winter's pall,

to sate himself

above the frost;

congealed blood

upon a cross.

~*~

MY HOPES
Troy Edison Tiu Yaw

It's the right of each and everyone to enjoy the whole world

I'm sick and tired of people who make this world a crazy place to live;

Racism should stop to end controversy

We've got to unite for peace and each one of us got a part to give!

What we all need is reality to set forth

We must love the truth and let hope prevail;

A million gold pots is what each and one of us is worth

We can make it and together we'll not fail!

~*~

I DON’T WANT TO DIE…WITH A BAD TATTOO

Richard Donald Burley

It sorta kinda look-like a big tree frog.

Are you the weakest link mon? It a big green dog!

”Dat da kinda stuff dat I hear all day.

Can you make m all stop? Can you make m go away?

Dis ting on me arm is drivin’ me mad it d worst idea dat I ever had.

Come on bro do da magic you can do.

Cover it up wit anudder tattoo?

Make it appear like a bird in a tree,

Or make it disappear so no one will see?

It here on my arm for a week or two,

I kinda sorta tought it was da ting to do.

But now I really hate it and I feel like a fool

Can you make it look better can you make it look cool?

Come now Mister, please, give it your best shot.

Here “forty-three-fifty”, it all I got.

Please do what you can, I’m countin’ on you.

Cause I don’t want to die…wit a bad tattoo.

I knew I shoulda listened to my old man.

When he said, “tattoos won’t make you a man.”

I really thought I knew Daddy had it all wrong.

It a little too late can you cut-off me arm?

Now I really don’t know what to call dat ting.

It shoulda had a tail, not a big ugly wing!

I know it look bad, dat why I come to you.

It gonna look better when you get through.

Please help me bro please do what you can.

Cover it up wit a tribal band.

I kinda sorta hope you can do what you do,

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