Poems:
*barely visible through the darkness that veils her,
will you ever see her true?
will you ever know the pain she feels,
or realize it's all because of you?
will you let her get to know you,
will you hold her when she cries?
or will her push her far away,
and ignore the pain she feels inside.
can you help her see the light of life,
help her understand your views?
and if she told you her secret, would you believe her?
that she is everyone, and she is you.
*The Cold Eagle -
i never noticed, the wind that blew the night before a storm;
or how my heart aches, when you are not here, and i'm alone.
call out your name in vain, will all my prayers be heard?
my love has gone, no word remains,
my heart aches, i am hurt.
he left without a word, in the middle of the night.
no friends who i could turn to, no one left to say... it'll be alright.
and now i'm left with all this pain,
no face appears to calm my shame,
and love is just lifes unfair game.
the cold eagle, leads a life, all her own.
*Ode to the Dead -
the ground is covered red, with the blood of warriors past,
the green we used to see hardly ever lasts.
life and times are changing, the hills black the view
of the calvery waiting in line, to redden the castle, too.
the torches are a'burning, we're ready in our wake, the general shouts his order,
"their heads i want on a stake. their women i want captured, their babes tortured as they cry!"
and all i can say to myself is, "why all the death, why?"
always fighting, no one's winning, bodies left to be found.
the only thing to show we were there is the reddness on the ground.
the general still shouts his orders, "ready, men, be still...
tonight we raid the rebels camp, tonight we are to kill."
i grab my rifle from my side, i say a little prayer,
and hope tomarrow i will see dawns light, and hold my lady fair.
-"The cold eagle" and "ode to the dead" were co-written by bunny and corrin sherwood
**i didn't write this next poem, but had it sent to me by email. it made tears come to my eyes, so i thought i'd post it here - a tribute to the Littleton and Columbine Shootings:**
Mommy,Johnny brought a gun to school
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl,
I did what I was told,
I went to school,
I got straight A's,
I even got the gold!
But when I went to school that day,
I never said goodbye,
I'm sorry Mommy,
I had to go,
But Mommy, please don't cry.
He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much,
And please tell Chris, my boyfriend;
That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister;
That she is the only now,
And tell my dear sweet Grandmother;
I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends,
That they always were the best,
Mommy, I'm not the first,
I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers;
I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this,
And please don't let it pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy, I left without a kiss.
And Mommy, tell the doctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor, trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying,
With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy, please remember,
I'm in Heaven with the rest.
Mommy, I ran as fast as I could,
When I heard that crack,
Mommy, listen to me if you would
I'm not coming back.
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy;
On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married,
I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,
Mommy I wanted to live.
But Mommy, I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mommy tell my boyfriend,
I'm sorry I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy,
I always have,
I know you know it's true,
And Mommy all I wanted to say is,
"Mommy, I love you."
**here's another emailed poem, again dealing with mothers**
Mommy went to Heaven, but I need her here today,
My tummy hurts and I fell down, I need her right away,
Operator, can you tell me how to find her in this book?
Is heaven in the yellow part, I don't know where to look.
I think my daddy needs her too, at night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don't know why.
Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me.
Is Heaven very far away, is it across the sea?
She's been gone a long, long time she needs to come home now!
I really need to reach her, but I simply don't know how.
Help me find the number please, is it listed under "Heaven"?
I can't read these big big words, I am only seven.
I'm sorry operator, I didn't mean to make you cry,
Is your tummy hurting too, or is there something in your eye?
If I call my church maybe they will know.
Mommy said when we need help that's where we should go.
I found the number to my church tacked up on the wall.
Thank you operator, I'll give them a call. Artwork: The next 3 pictures are... well, the first is the cover of my brother's high school newsletter/poetry book, the second is the "between" drawing, and the 3rd is the final product as of right now - i've got to add the flames to her hand :) witness how you can turn an innocent fairy into a CyBorg...
and yes, i'll be re-drawing the fairy picture as is, so you can all see how well i do THAT - mwa ha ha ha 
"Starry Night," by Vincent Van Gogh
i drew this in grade 10 art class, in less than ten minutes. i can't put my finger on why, but i've always been drawn to this picture, and have reproduced it several times. this one was the best though, the one i spent the least time and effort on (go figure...) |
