Tag: Poetry

The Blue and the Red

The battle lay into the night As the bricks of the city stood by. Coldly and lonely they watched as the bottles and blood ran dry. The streets are a light show tonight. It's a beautiful night to die. The red and the blue, replacing the sun, preparing the men for a fight. The monsters ...

A Stranger’s Lament

I made a friend today; We danced in the sunlight Bathed in our own joy. I carried her to the garden; And rested her on the soil. I thought to myself; Who would I be without you? I lost a friend today; We ran in the darkness Bathed in our own blood. I carried her ...

That Boy is a Pane of Glass

That boy is a pane of glass, He is seen right through with ease. That boy is a blade of grass, Unable to stand among the trees. That boy is an old floor mat, Unseen as you step in the door. That boy is a plank of wood, An identical piece of the floor. That ...

A Fistful of Pride 

With cold wind in my hair and with frostbitten toes, I find I'm deposed when I dare to despair. In repair, one finds solace by difficult means; TV, Computer and iPod screens. In a flock full of people who do nothing but wailing, I find now that sailing needs more courage than pride, Besides, there ...