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[Burnt Sierra]

I thought it might be nice to have a place where members can post up some examples of their poetry. Usual rules apply, no flaming, no spam etc. I would also ask, if you're going to comment on a poem, not to just do a one line reply, along the lines of, "yeah, thats cool." Nothing is more soul destroying than putting up a piece of yourself, and then getting a response with no thought behind it. Anyway, this is one I wrote a couple of months ago, and with the departure of Sinder today, I'd like to post this up as it sums up my feelings quite accurately.

As you leave
the birds, who've been patiently perched on my window sill
fly up in unison
heading towards the sunset
heralding the darkness to come.
Golden shades of summer start to fade
as the night sneaks in
stripping my colour away.

And so I sit here.
Lit in a room of false hope.
The light of a smoke, burning into ash.
The glow of a screen, showing words in black and white.
Choking on my tears.
We've lost some of our sparkle
with one less star glinting in the sky.

[Stargazey]

Some of mine, not that good: Rain falling, coming down


Making puddles, on the ground
Windshield wipers, trying to resist
And what is my fondest wish?
To stand out here in the pouring rain,
Feeling no pleasure, feeling no pain






Happiness, it comes and goes
Life, it has its highs and lows
Sadness, it won’t stay,
No matter the month, no matter the day
Nothing will last forever
No matter your feelings, no matter the weather


Clouds filling up the sky
On my bed I lie
Looking up towards plaster and wood
If I only could, maybe I should
Take flight, into the air
Watching below, taking care
Lights burning far below
How would anyone ever know?
So many things people never see,
Lucky, lucky, fortunate me
But now I fear I must retire
Back to my land of wood and wires



Howling at the midnight moon
Others will join us soon
Blood and flesh is what we seek
Strong and powerful, never weak
They’ll run and scream and cower in fear
And we won’t shed a single tear


Walking the streets at night
Lights in lampposts, burning bright
Streets cracked, pavement broken
The salt of the earth, just awoken
They roam the streets, in search of sin
What they’ll find is uncertain
Life hidden behind a curtain