Cheyenne

Another one as yet untitled so I thought I would just group them together....

To smile when you hear a child cry

To taste their blood and feel alive

Is to tear a hole in the fabric of time

To steal a life so alike to mine

One day you will feel the fire

Of our Gods wrath and fateful ire

One day you will pay the price

For making a child your one true vice

All they want is your love and trust

How sad indeed all you have is lust

Burning not just in your heart but mind

To weaken others with your scheming crime

ya know the only thing I don't like about this poem? Now I can't get it out of my head...reminds me of the 80's don't worry be happy song....

I guess that makes me weak as well. Very well written, I enjoyed it immensley (sp?)

This started out as a roller coaster thingy...It didn't end up that way....ah well, back to the drawing board....

Up the hill we went so fast

Flying like the wind we were

I screamed as you we passed

To me it was all a blur

I couldn’t catch my breath

And didn’t want it to end

As at the bottom of the cliff was death

Waiting for my soul to bend

True love...an everyday struggle, one with ups and downs, despair and joy...never an easy road to follow, but one well worth the trouble. Very nicely done!

OH! I really liked this. It flowed so smoothly that it took me reading others replys to see all you had really done with this. I might add though, just as there is a fine line between love and hate so to is there one between despair and joy. It may seem easy for another to say but believe me, despair can be vanquished with the correct sword. Don't give up. You're a very talented writter.

How very interesting. I didn't see the end until it hit me in the face. very nicely done!

It reminds me of AM, SoB, and the military all at once. I tried for so long to hold onto those friendships. I guess the saying is true

"Friends come and go, but enemies accumulate" It is a well written poem. I enjoyed it.

It was at one time. Thank you for the comfort, You are all such wonderful people here. Actually though, now that I am more at peace with myself I was finally able to post that one. It was written a couple years ago and I kept it taped to the screen of my computer at work. It helped me remember, to always try to see past my own selfish feeling, wants and needs and see everyones point of view.

A dying flame

Of flickering blue light

Illuminating my soul

Bringing forth my plight

Losing faith in above

Wondering at God's grand scheme

I no longer see the big picture

I am lost in this dream...

My Father

I heard you whisper my name in the night

I came to slowly but oh what a sight

Standing before me in glistening moonlight

My dear friend, my father, beckoned me

How did this miracle come to be?

I was blind so how could I see

Something so perfect and heavenly

Appearing before me so naturally

I reached out to him haltingly

He took my hand lovingly

Pulling me close and tenderly

He whispered “Good-bye”

I saw your face in a window yesterday

Walking to the other side, no one was there

I heard your voice in the hall last night

Looking up there was just silence around me

I had a thought that you needed me

But it was fleeting and never quite stayed around

I felt your presence and knew I was loved

Yet I turned away as life would not let me be

I had fires to put out and rooms to clean

My life was in shambles or so it would seem

The kids wouldn’t listen I was all by myself

The world was at war and the job never stops

Then a soft little whisper from a friend far away

Sheds light on the hope of a new kind of way

You know what it is; you have been there before

You can recall the soft warmth that enveloped us all

It has missed you my friend, as have I.

Brute, you are forever in my prayers and thoughts. Hope all is well with you and yours.