Open Poetry #8 |
Erin (for curious sake, written at age 15) |
Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
I came across all of my old note books today. Funny how the mind thinks and acts as it gets older. I wrote this when I was 15. In case your wondering that was 19 years ago. I hear a knock on my door Turn around quick I hear it no more Sometimes I feel such the fool Then I look and notice it's you Hello the darkness comes in The heart of hearts begins to fail again Where to turn, where to run God please save this helpless child Those days do you remember them well The songs of hope the songs of sorrow The revolution that grew in our hearts My friend, the revolution fell apart You drank and drank till you fell down They stood you up and you drank some more And when the last song was sung We said "God be with Ireland" then out we went We were the ones to dedicate ourselves Beyound riches Or fortunes As long as there was something to trust Helpless and falling down To oblivion once again. |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
well this is quite a poem for 15.. you already show a lot of depth.. was interesting to see references to some things that you write about now... already forming your style then. We had a challenge in here a ways back where we posted our earliest works. It was very cool to get to see each others beginings. thanks for sharing yours later jm There are places inside our souls - that have never been touched. There are places inside our hearts - that need to be loved this much. ~jm~ |
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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again |
i like this a lot. a very unique style indeed. i especially like the last line "to oblivion again." i just took that little vacation last Sunday. =) "The bar is always open and the time is always right. If god's word goes unspoken, then the music plays all night." -Bradley Nowell |
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Cuddlez Member
since 1999-11-27
Posts 422Walla Walla, WA 99362 |
If you were this deep at 15, WOW... No wonder your poetry is so "deep" now )... I like it.. Time flies? Say it not so, time stays we go. |
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