Bombs Over Calais

As darkness falls from Heaven’s Door, Lend your ear my friend once more. Hear the whispers, screams and growls. Hark the sound, a ghostly howl. Above the noise of engines churning, Beneath the hearts of soldiers yearning. The black cloaked vultures far ahead, Come to claim the living dead. Inside the ruins crumbled stone, The... Continue Reading →

The Healer

Tell me please, Can I be your healer? If I place my hands on your wounds, Those wounds I am responsible for, Will you feel the warmth of my glowing finger tips? Will the pain fade and the bleeding cease? Or am I destined to only make your bleeding worse? Will you flinch at my... Continue Reading →

Winter’s Tree

How long hast though stood unmoving, Throwing taunts into the wind? Battered and stripped Of your covering and dignity. Assailed by nature’s fury, The flurries and rain, Drip from your skeletal remains. Split and broken, twisted by such thunderous rage, Scarred by beasts and worn away with age. Yet still you remain stalwart, refusing to... Continue Reading →

Becoming

Burdens bestowed then either shirked or carried, Mine was the ecstasy of human indulgence. Lost among the pagans of the city which birthed me. Those times, those moments, that are lost to us. So precious. But God saw them, did he not? I do not think that he would be so ecstatic to share in the... Continue Reading →

Oh Tree

Oh you are truly a wonderful tree. As I stand in your shadow and gaze up to see, I think, if only I could make myself be, just one part or one portion as stalwart as thee, Instead of this pushing and pulling around, I'd stand tall with my feet planted firm on the ground.... Continue Reading →

Dulce et Decorum Est

BY WILFRED OWEN Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs, And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots, But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue;... Continue Reading →

Cuckoo

The moment that she averted her eyes, What we had between us died. No more love, no need to cry, Was her heart ever really mine? Back then she made me think she cared, When I needed her most she wasn’t there Why wouldn’t she fight harder for this? Stole all my tears like she stole our first kiss Time creeps, I... Continue Reading →

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