The Moon was dancing bright,
In the soft Bejewled night,
As I sat and looked her in the face,
Goddess of love, and child of grace.


I asked her for but one wish,
Blowing to her the two times kiss,
Gazing up at heaven above,
I requested long and everlasting love.


She smiled down upon me tho it was late,
And not once did I have to wait,
For there it was before my eyes,
A gift from the Goddess does not lie.

He was not exactly my shining knight,
But everything I asked for was just right,
Not everything has been perfect, we`ve had stormy weather,
But after four years we are still together.

So the moral of this tale is seen by all,
When you need help on the Goddess call,
She will fulfil all your dreams,
No matter how big or small it might seem.


If a spell you wish to seek,
In rhyme let it be speak,
Kiss to her the hand times two,
And see what miracle she can do.

Give her glory, give her praise,
She will be there til the end of days,
Let spirit know she is the key,
As I wish so mote it be.

Teachers
Are you glad when your kids go off to school?
Some times when they have a cold

Well I deal with it almost every day.
Some don’t even feel like going out and play!

Some don’t bring pencils or pens.
So they have to borrow from there friends.

But most of the time it’s up to me
To supply them with two or three.

Some time there down
Some times they want act like a clown.

But when they’re down
It’s my job to be the clown.

Four plus four is eight
As I write it down on the slate.

Some just don’t relate
Some come to class late.

There times I want pull my hair out!
Some times I just want shout.

But this job is not about me
It’s the kids you see!!

Long hours into the night
Grading papers but its all right.

It’s my job you see
Don’t you all agree?

I deal with running noses
This job is not a bed of roses.

This job sometimes is hard
Some times I need a bodyguard!

We deal with fights
And student rights.

We have to teach till the school day end
Parents can we still be friends!

Then its time to head to the house
To fix supper for my spouse.

Make sure my kids are cared for
And make sure they do their chores.

But wait I all most forgot
Tonight is parent’s teacher night.

There kids I teach during the day
Some just don’t obey.

There just there to play
But if they here what I say.

Tomorrow will be a better day!!

I am an Indian

I stand on the mountainside.
The cold wind blowing in my face.

The sound of the eagle
As it rides the air currents

The purple haze of the mountains
Brings back my ancestors.

Yet still I can here them in the wind
And feel there presents near.

As I look at the far away mountains tops
I can see their sprits dancing in the sunlight.

Tonight the full moon will shine
Bringing their sprits to ride threw the darkness.

And here there cries
As they galloped from the past.

I see God in the clouds
I here his voice in the wind

I thank my father the Sun
And my Mother the earth.

For all the day’s of my life
Shall our sprit live on for every.

"The Wraiths of Eve"
By Edward Kennison

Glowing orbs shine through the fog,
Toenails click on pavement from a dog,
Huge shapes eclipse the light,
Doors disappear,
Bringing on the night,
Buildings glow, moonlight dim,
A hooded figure slips through the thin,
Trees talk nonsence in the night,
Tiny children scream with fright,
All's Hallow Eve has came again,
Beware the night of the midnight rain,
Wraiths of terror,
With nails of knife,
Howl through the air in search of life,
Drink your soul,
And then be gone,
Memories of you erased,,
By the dawn.
Copyright Edward Kennison 2007. All Rights Reserved.

I always had a vivid imagination. I started writing when I was about 12. I published my first letter to the Editor in 1983. One sentence long, in Easyriders Magazine.
"Hey, did you know you guys havn't had a cover without a girl on it since issue 13?"
I was twenty one.
I published my first biker poem in East Coast Iron Biker in 1986. I published my first country-poem in The Pocahontas Times,in 1988,(while I was living in MD).
My first short story, "What a great day" was published in Iron Horse Magazine in 1986.
My first poem was read on the radio on Allegheny Mountain Radio in 1994.
I published my first on-line poem in 1999.
I was published in my first of two poetry anthologies in 2000.
I published my first real news article in The Greenbrier Valley Ranger in 2001. ("Local man attacked by bobcat.")
I had my first song," Feathers From Heaven" (Co-written with Jeff Hefner)recorded in 2005. I had written several songs with Jeff Hefner and John Compton in the mid ninties but they never made it past the demo stage.
I have written 4 novels , but no luck in finding a publisher--yet.
I still write whatever comes to mind. I try not to limit myself. I write to suit myself, if others like it then that's even better.
I hope to see you all at "Poetic Nightfall."

Note: The Viet Nam Memorial Wall celebrates its 25 anniversary Nov 11, 2007

The Wall
By Roland Armstrong

There’s a wall mad of black granite in Washington D.C.
With the names of fallen soldiers for all the world to see.
Some mother’s little angel, some father’s little boy
Who gave their lives for freedom in place like Hanoi

Sent there by their president they were duty bound to go.
To places like Da nang, pleike, Sigon and Dakto.
Though they never knew the reason, they responded to the call.
Some gave a lot, some gave much more and many gave it all.

Sometimes they fought in jungle heat some times in pouring rain,
Sometimes they won the victory , sometimes they died in vain.
Sometimes they saw the enemy, sometimes they did not see.
Always they fought and died so that others could be free.

Now they say the war is ended, and the battle there is done.
But still the questions follow, and nobody knows who won.
But now it’s time to wave the flag, and show them all your pride.
Give honor to the living and respect to those who died.

The battle now is over for those ones on the wall,
But the war will not be over until we find them all.
We will not rest until the day the black flag can come down.
When each one un-accounted for will finally be found.

We won’t forget, we won’t give up till we see you all once more.
Till you have finally made it home to this majestic shore.
The flag will wave for freedom, and we’ll study war no more.
And we all shall stand triumphant on Heaven’s golden shore.
God Bless our troops

If I was a serial killer,
they would find all my victims heads
in funky-a** gas station toilets.
And if i was a serial killer,
I would be strange and deranged.
If I was a serial killer,
I would drive a black van and
I would run around the college campus.
And if I was a serial killer,
I would sleep on broken glass
and thumbtacks.
If I was a serial killer,
I would walk among us
and gain trust.

There you go, and baby, here am I
well, you left me here so I could
sit and cry. Goly-gee, what have you
done to me? Well, I guess it doesnt
matter any more.
Do you remember, baby, last September
how you held me tight each and every night?
Oh, baby, how u drove me crazy,
but I guess it doesnt matter anymore.
Theres no use in me crying
Ive done everything and now im
sick of trying. Ive thrown away my nights
wasted all my days over you.
Now u go your way and I'll go mine.
Now and forever till the end of time,
and I'll find somebody new and baby,
we'll say were through and you wont
matter anymore.

STAND WITH ME

The solders stood tall
Upon his cheek a lone tear.

As he stood there
For the entire world to see.

I’m just a human
Same as you.

As you laid in your bed at night
I watch over you.

I make sure
You are out of harms way.

Some people say it’s not right
That I stand up and fight.

But if I lay my rifle down
You will someday half to pick it up
And stand your ground!

So I ask why?
You don’t stand behind me.

I put my life on the line
I will never quit or resign.

I will not cut and run
Until the job is done.

So stand with me
Not against me.

For all the world to see
That we are one nation under God.

Light snow comin' down this mornin' so I thought I'd toss this one on the Board. Hope you enjoy.

THE DAY BEFORE YULE

Twas the day before Yule with the kids outta school,
Whilst all round the farm nothin’ moved in the barn,
There’s a storm brewin’ and chores that need doin’,
The wind is breezin’ and the water’s freezin’.
There’s water to pack, more hay to stack
The critters want feedin’, the paths are all needin’
A lotta shovelin’ clear but when askin’ for help I fear
The kids will say "It’s too cold and we just ain’t that bold.
We’d rather stay in all day with snacks and games to play."
The way to help they think is gittin’ me dry mitts and a warm drink.
Answerin’ phone calls while the snow deeply falls
But Mumma ain’t so dumb, I’ll say "You help or by gum
You ain’t gittin’ no meals an’ I ain’t makin’ no deals
Til the work’s all done and we can all have fun.
I’m gonna be a real Beast, so decide now if you’ll feast
On stuffin’ and roast turkey or dry crackers and jerky.
Cuz I sure ain’t doin’ no cookin’ as long as there’s work lookin’
To get done, so gimme a hand with the packin’, shovelin’ and sand.
If we all pitch in to work now, come mornin’ you’ll see just how
I can pay back your loyalty by feedin’ you like royalty
With food like you ain’t seen, you can eat til you’re green
An never lift a finger no matter how you linger
You’ll have earned a rest with the holiday’s best.
© Mountain Mumma 2000

SPECIAL POEM FOR
A row of bottles on my shelf
Caused me to analyze myself.
One yellow pill I have to pop
Goes to my heart so it won't stop.
A little white one that I take
Goes to my hands so they won't shake.
The blue ones that I use a lot
Tell me I'm happy when I'm not.
The purple pill goes to my brain
And tells me that I have no pain.
The capsules tell me not to wheeze
Or cough or choke or even sneeze.
The red ones, smallest of them all
Go to my blood so I won't fall.
The orange ones, very big and bright
Prevent my leg cramps in the night.
Such an array of brilliant pills
Helping to cure all kinds of ills.
But what I'd really like to know...........
Is what tells each one where to go!

There's always a lot to be thankful for if
you take time to look for it. For example
I am sitting here thinking how nice it is
that wrinkles don't hurt...

I like coffee,
I like tea.
I like my java-jav and it likes me!
Coffee and tea,
Java and me,
a cup a cup a cup a cup a cup -ah!

-My grandmother was a lounge singer and sang this one to me long ago.. thought it was appropriate!

My wish is...
I hope to do for you.
All that you've done because all that you do
Is like magic. You're amazing me. A diamond for
free, you're as real as can be.
And to keep you, you are everything I own.
You're my kin, my life, just dont leave me alone.
You're my partner, I want you to see,
No matter how bad things in life can be,
You'll always have me.

I am known by none and feared by many.
Half the lies I tell are not true.

When you just give love,
and never get love,
you'd better let love depart.
I know it's so and yeah, I know.
I cant get you out of my heart.

You made me leave my happy home,
You took my love and now you've gone.
Since I fell for you.
Love brings such misery and pain.
I guess I'll never be the same,
Since I fell for you.

Well its too bad
Its too sad.
Cuz I'm in love with you.

You love me,
Then you snub me.
But what can I do
when I'm still in love with you?

I guess I'll never see the light.
I get the blues most every night.
Since I fell for you.

-b.raitt

Winter here is cold
and bitter.
It's chilled me to the bone.
Haven't seen the sun for weeks.
Too long, too far from home.
I feel just like i'm sinking
And I claw for solid ground.
I'm pulled down by the undertow.
I never thought I could feel so low.
And, oh, in darkness, i feel like
letting go.
If all of my strength, all of my courage
could come lift me from this place.
I know I could love me much better than this.

- S.M.

IM SWEATING AGAIN.
I ALWAYS DO.
I SHOULD PROBOBLY TAKE ANOTHER PILL OR TWO.
IN THE MIRROR I SEE
THE FACE OF FRANKENSTEIN
AND THAT FACE IS MINE.

Remember!

Lost and scared in this darkend place, I sit and cry and try to
remember your face. As I cry myself to sleep, I can fell the
cuttings getting deep. Trapped inside my lonesome soul scared
to come out, out into the light. Why can't I just be free. I wish
that you could only see, see the pain that I go through when I am
without you. The nights are so lonely the days are so sad and I just
keep thinking about the love that we had.


why did you have to make me mad. Now I am so sad. I carry a smile when Im broken in two and Im nobody without someone like you. Im like a jigsaw puzzle that has been torn all apart. why did you even hav eto leave me from the start. I am missing you and nobody knows it but me. I wish I was free. My whole life has changed since you left me with with this pain. Am I really insain. I wish I could only sleep, sleep forever and try not to remember us and what we use to be.

Fly
As I feel the tears running down my face, it is time now for some else to take me place. I tremble with fear somethings I just can't bear. it is now my time to move on, how much longer will this go on. I am going to die, soon I will be able to fly. I feel the cuttings geting deep,soon now I will be fast asleep. I can hear your voice fading slowley away, why did I have to pay. now you leave me here to lay, for you have nothing else to say. I can feel it getting colder, as I lay there in pain. why did you have to go isain.

~sick of life!~
I am sick of my life, sometimes I wish I could get stabbed with
a knife! I feel so empty inside without you by my side, I wish I could hide! I would hand you my heart, but you tore me apart! deep inside within my soul I am lost without your touch!
I love you so much! like a vanpier I would drain you of your purities and
take away your innocense! you said we would last forever, but I guess that was never! all I wanted to say was I love you, but
you took that and through it away! now what do you have to say! you said that you need your space, what is the case!
why didn't I say the things I needed to say, how cold I let my angel get away! I carey a smile when Im broken in two and Im
nobody without someone like you! Im missing you but nobody knows it but me! I wish you could only see!

Heart Breaker!
As the years gone and passed, I have grown up so fast! How could
you throw away me like trash! he broke my heart, now I am torn apart!
deep inside I know he still loves me ! how could he not see! he said that he was not like those other guys, that was all lies! I am sick and
tierd of getting my heart broke! I wish he would choke, on all those words he spoke! how could he be so cold and cruel, he
is nothing but a foul! now I lay here in sorrow, and wate for tommorrow! I cry in my own bed of tears, how can I face all these
fears! your presence still lingers here and it wont leave me alone,
why dont you stop calling me on the phone! I just want to leave this
place and never retune! sometimes I wish you would burn! I am never going to heal! how could this be so real! I thought we was ment to be! how could you do this to me! I am growing up so quick,
it makes me sick! now I sit here and wate for you to make up your
mind, why did you have to be so kind! The End!

~When you love someone!~

Im so tired of being here, surpressed by all these fears,
why cant you wipe away these tears! I stit and wate for your return to come back to me! I wish you would only see! I cant sleep at night without you beside me, cant you see! these wonds wont seem to heal this pain seems just to real. you screamed I would fight away all of your fears, I held your hand through all these years! you left me to lay like trash, sometimes I feel like I could fall to ash! I love you with all my heart, but you tore me apart! I always will keep you in my mind deep inside within my soul, why did you have to be a foul!

What we use to be


Remember me and what we use to be. I am lonely without you beside me. why can't you only see. Lost in my darkend soul I feel like a foul. awakend in the middle of the night I scream in such a fright. without you in my life it is like I could just be stabbed with a knife. all my life has been drained out of my body. lately I have been feeling kinda of
oddly. I am sick inside sometimes I wish I could go run and hide. how could you lie I feel like as if Im going to die. once you were mine. but really Im fine! now you are taken but what is that to be mistaken. how can you date her and not think of me and what we use to be.

This is my testimony. The Lord put this on my heart and it is a song.
In loving memory of my Mom, Sallie Lambert

With tears falling down her face
Mom prayed for me.
That I would find my place
For all eternity.
She prayed until she died
Her life's work on earth was through.
In Heaven she is waiting for the day
I get there too.

Chorus:
God is calling, calling for you.
Come meet your loved ones without adieu.
He will lift your spirit on high
Til Jesus comes down from the sky.

In a old fashioned revival,God came and saved my soul,
And I will see my Mother, with joy and laughter full.
When Jesus comes again, I will meet her over there,
And all the love Me and Mom will share.

Chorus:

Won't you come and go along with me
Over on that golden shore.
And we will sing the songs of victory.
God will gather us up into his heavenly home
With peace and happiness, never more to roam.

No relation or second coming of dark spawn
We're preparing a path for the children of Babylon
In search of Zion or a chemical release
At least it gives us inner peace for a second so we can sleep
Riddled by day dreams and puzzled by life
All of us are running through darkness in search of the light
As the demons disappear like phantoms in mirrors
And reappear transformed in the form of your fears
I got a felling that you think it's phony and far fetched
Till you're devoid of all hope and virtually helpless
It's necessary to never let it get worse than its gotten
It'll go on forever even after you're rotten
And depending on the karma of spirit dwelling in inner being
Will determine eternity unless you intervene
With your man made destiny and the myth it withholds
You will never find the light as long as your eyes are closed
Are you going to hell or heaven?
Did you walk with the sinners or pray with the Reverend?
Tell the truth I did a little of both and ain't no telling where I'm going till my body's a ghost
And we sing...
The whole world's gonna hate me in the end
When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire
You can lie, but you're soaking in sin
When you die let your karma begin
From the beginning to the end
You can see all around you right?
So don't act like you don't recognize the light
And in spite of all the things that you did and I forgive
You will end up sitting where the devil lives
I told you all in the beginning I would have the last laugh
And your karma is the reason that you burn like gas
And in the past I've been known to be a little too passive
But like I just said I'll be the last one laughing
Hopefully this will all make sense
When you're looking through the fiery fence and I commence
To keep walking through time with a list of these names
That I guarantee their karma's gonna burn in these flames
So speak my name and hate me for what I'm saying
But trust me I ain't playing
I think you should start praying hoping it starts paying off
The poison that you're spraying often enough to really tick me off
And I bust
At the point where you cease to exist to be
And clutch your fist in the state of the sight of your own grim reality
It ain't no-body's fault but your own
You had a choice in life now it's gone and it's time to move along
You can float to the heavens where the angels flay away
Or descend into gallows where atheists learn to pray
Ain't no place you wanna stay so you better choose wisely
Unless you wanna gamble with whatever might be
Are you going to hell or heaven?
Did you walk with the sinners or pray with the Reverend?
Tell the truth I did a little of both and ain't no telling where I'm going till my body's a ghost
And we sing...
The whole world's gonna hate me in the end
When they're surrounded by nothing but the fire
You can lie, but you're soaking in sin
When you die let you're karma begin
From the beginning to the end.
-J.Madrox/Monoxide

I like to suffocate people and bite their necks
They got me in a place it ain't like the rest
And all you gotta do, is try to go for the neck
And it's sedatives, sedatives, like this
Slow down, color smeared all around
Weird sounds using the mind of a clown
And the wicked one somehow spinnin' around
Moving down the hallway, arms strapped down with sedatives
Hanging all by the neck from the IV
Sedatives for the lively, stunning me
Ask me, no answer
Im cuttin' your neck first chance though
White walls, white floors, small rooms
After sedatives they become ballrooms
Crows fly by my window slow
Headed that way but looking at me though
I'm an accident, human malfunction at best
And I'm looking at this scalpel diggin' into your chest
If I could only move but them sedatives
You know they savin' your life, them sedatives
Some of these other patients are strong as hell
Suffocating one creep took me long as hell
But I took his sedatives, well, I thought they were sedatives
But they were only medatives
I fake pain and call them over and play dead
And grab a fist full of hair out the nurse ladys head
High on sedatives again put me in a tiny place
Chin strap muzzle over my face
I threw a guy off the roof first day they admitted me
I was sedated and thats when it hit me
The only time I'm at peace is when I'm not even there
God tell me why the **** am I here?
Might need a lobotomy, shock therapy, come clean me, nurse take care of me
I suffocated the last two they sent in alone
They had to stick me in the chest with a shot of methadone
Recreation time we went to the courtyard, four guards in white and they might be important
And the sky is blue and I can watch trees grow, watch leaves flow, enjoy the sedative show
And I even have my very own room these days
White straight jacked, padded walls and p.j.'s
But there are so many ways and every stunt I pull
I even slammed my own mouth on a toilet bowl
For attention, maybe, not to mention a sedative
Heard one guy say "Why even let him live?"
There are probably no sedatives in hell,
And thats the only reason I'm alive still!
The witch is everywhere and I can see that, y'all
Stab one nurse in the neck with a straw
A plastic straw, yeah, its flimsy and weak
But if you cork it with your thumb and hold it right... FWEEK!

SANTA’S NEW TEAM
Old Santa’s been training a new team this year,
Cuz the Endangered List now contains Reindeer.
The Government’s refused to grant him a permit,
And told him with hefty fines he would be hit,
Unless he replaced old Donner, Dancer and the rest.
When asked with what? the CO said Mulies were best.
The elves haunted all the thickets where big bucks go,
Watched the waterholes and searched high and low
Looking for eight bucks with Record Book racks.
They crept along the trails followin’ deer tracks,
As Hunting Season drew near they they found the last two.
Now they were frettin’ and stewin’ not knowin’ what to do
To keep hunters from shooting Santa’s new sled pullin’ team.
Someone said "We could paint their antlers red and green,
So any woodsman who shot one would look like a dope."
They headed out with buckets of paint and plenty of rope,
They lassoed those bucks an’ hog-tied ‘em real tight.
Then slapped on coats of paint so shiny and bright.
When paintin’ was done the bucks was snubbed trees
To let the new paint dry in the fresh Autumn breeze.
Just to be safe they decided to bring ‘em on home
Where they could work on ‘em with brush ‘n’ currycomb.
They tied ‘em head to tail and led ‘em along slow
Halter breakin’ an teachin’ ‘em git-up and whoa.
They finally got them corraled but at the barn door
Them bucks, why they stalled, not movin’ a step more!
They weren’t riskin’ those wide spreadin’ beams
Until that door was expanded two feet at the seams.
Now that they were safe those antlers had to be cleaned
Restored to a natural colour then polished ‘til they gleamed.
Those bucks co-operated so the job was soon done
And now the training to harness and drivin’ begun.
The ground work and drivin’ single went just fine
But when it came to pullin’ in pairs an’ drivin’ in line
Things started comin’ apart, trainin’ turned into a fray
Cuz each buck thought he should be leading the way.
All of ‘em was scrappin’, fightin’ to be the team boss
So the elves usin’ wire an’ twine‘em hitched eight across.
The trainin’ moved on to learnin’ to fly ‘n’ to glide,
Those bucks racin’ for the lead made for a wild ride.
The take offs and landin’s were a bit sudden an’ rough
But more practice hours would fix that soon enough.
It seemed that twas no time before the big night loomed
The Mulies stood in the barn all harnessed and groomed
While the elves finished loadin’ gifts in Santa’s sleigh
And checkin’ to see it was loaded ‘n’ tied down to stay.
If you look out across the sky on Christmas Eve this year
And think you see fast movin’ a herd of flyin’ Mule Deer
It’s Santa’s new team racin’ each other through the night
On their ‘round the World Inaugural Christmas Flight!
© Mountain Mumma 2001

SANTA’S NEW TEAM
Old Santa’s been training a new team this year,
Cuz the Endangered List now contains Reindeer.
The Government’s refused to grant him a permit,
And told him with hefty fines he would be hit,
Unless he replaced old Donner, Dancer and the rest.
When asked with what? the CO said Mulies were best.
The elves haunted all the thickets where big bucks go,
Watched the waterholes and searched high and low
Looking for eight bucks with Record Book racks.
They crept along the trails followin’ deer tracks,
As Hunting Season drew near they they found the last two.
Now they were frettin’ and stewin’ not knowin’ what to do
To keep hunters from shooting Santa’s new sled pullin’ team.
Someone said "We could paint their antlers red and green,
So any woodsman who shot one would look like a dope."
They headed out with buckets of paint and plenty of rope,
They lassoed those bucks an’ hog-tied ‘em real tight.
Then slapped on coats of paint so shiny and bright.
When paintin’ was done the bucks was snubbed trees
To let the new paint dry in the fresh Autumn breeze.
Just to be safe they decided to bring ‘em on home
Where they could work on ‘em with brush ‘n’ currycomb.
They tied ‘em head to tail and led ‘em along slow
Halter breakin’ an teachin’ ‘em git-up and whoa.
They finally got them corraled but at the barn door
Them bucks, why they stalled, not movin’ a step more!
They weren’t riskin’ those wide spreadin’ beams
Until that door was expanded two feet at the seams.
Now that they were safe those antlers had to be cleaned
Restored to a natural colour then polished ‘til they gleamed.
Those bucks co-operated so the job was soon done
And now the training to harness and drivin’ begun.
The ground work and drivin’ single went just fine
But when it came to pullin’ in pairs an’ drivin’ in line
Things started comin’ apart, trainin’ turned into a fray
Cuz each buck thought he should be leading the way.
All of ‘em was scrappin’, fightin’ to be the team boss
So the elves usin’ wire an’ twine‘em hitched eight across.
The trainin’ moved on to learnin’ to fly ‘n’ to glide,
Those bucks racin’ for the lead made for a wild ride.
The take offs and landin’s were a bit sudden an’ rough
But more practice hours would fix that soon enough.
It seemed that twas no time before the big night loomed
The Mulies stood in the barn all harnessed and groomed
While the elves finished loadin’ gifts in Santa’s sleigh
And checkin’ to see it was loaded ‘n’ tied down to stay.
If you look out across the sky on Christmas Eve this year
And think you see fast movin’ a herd of flyin’ Mule Deer
It’s Santa’s new team racin’ each other through the night
On their ‘round the World Inaugural Christmas Flight!
© Mountain Mumma 2001

When I was very small,
my Father would set me on his lap.

I would set very still and look at
His face in wonder.

When he talked I would lay my ear against his chest
and listen to the Thunder.

My Dad now rests in his Fathers arms,
I know he looks in wonder.

Father, Merry Christmas and
I still listen for the Thunder...your son Patrick...

GOVERNMENT...

They got this plan to hurt me
Spoon feed me controversy
They fill our head with thoughts
Until they hear us beg for mercy
Because they want me to die
Believe in all their lies
But I see in their eyes
They're just as evil as this planet

I don't know why this was deleted but I liked it and copied it to my email....glad I did so I could share Doshia's fan('s) with all....this is a poetry thread so it should be ok here....

Political Humor

With all the negative slings, I think some humor is in order. Hope you enjoy and add your own.

Pocahontas Politics, what are we all to do?
Here a sheriff, there a sheriff, any ole' boy will do.

But we have a choice, a mighty choice for you.
Doshia Webb for Sheriff. She is honest, fair and true.

She caught the robber in the creek and fished there with our kids.
Doshia can't abide those drugs, and wants them all to rid.

Though the crime be terrifying, she will do her best.
No matter what your name, for YOU the star shines on her chest.

So when you say - Pocahontas, you won't hang your head in shame.
For Doshia will be our Sheriff, and not Sheriff just in name.

Doshia will come to your town, when crime there rears its head
Even if your home is far away, where the Greenbrier's birth is fed.

Doshia listens to your concerns and to you lends her ear.
So if you want some change, she will hear you, NEVER FEAR.

Doshia fights for truth and justice, for the big man and the small.
She won't sweep it under the carpet if you have broke the law.

We know her and we love her for all she has done for us
Now is the time to show her and in her put our trust.

Doshia Webb for Sheriff is the only way to go
For she is the people's Sheriff and the criminal's worse foe.

I love roses and lilacs.....I wrote this several years ago, forgot about it and just came across it again.


The Rose

Graceful, elegant, tasteful and composed,
Not the lure of a lady, but the charm of a rose.
A fragrance compelling, no perfume can compare,
To the waft of this bud as it weaves through the air.

A gift for the privileged, a corsage for the lass,
A goodbye to the fallen, a reminder of the past.
A myriad of colors, a multifarious of hue,
A trophy most valued all covered with dew—
The rose.

----Bonnie Crockett Roberts

A veteran serves with pride
to honor all of us
A veteran speaks his mind
and in the USA he trusts
For Pocahontas County's sake
Vote so it is not too late.

Raven watches and eats the decaying
destroying tissues
that corrupt the roadway of information

Raven watches ever present and flies by night and day

Raven shines bright and wondrous in her realm of protecton

Raven fights for fairness, justice and equality
And caws loudly when treated with disrespect.

Raven our sister, fly onward.

The law dog stalks the corner alleys
Sniffing out crack and beans
The law dog slips in with tail a waggin
But she can be mean.

So watch out druggies, punks and outlaws
the law dog has your scent
The law is here to help you if'n you are honest
If not, to jail you are sent.

I cant think of nothing wickeder
Than whats already real
And on the news
If you like it scary then you cant lose.
You cant make up this horror show
Whats next? Whats comming, whats around the corner?
You wanna see the real wicked stuff?
Where the wicked at?
Channel 2,4 and 7, they be kickin
That NEWS!

Baby stands before an open window
Looking so far away
He can almost feel the southern winds blow
Gently touching his restless day

Suddenly its so hard to find
The sound of the words to speak his troubled mind
So I'm offering these to him as if to be kind.

There's a train every day
Leaving either way
There's a world, ya know
There's a way to go
You'll soon be gone, its just as well
This is my opening farewell.

A child's drawings left there on the table
And a woman's silk is lying on the floor.
I would keep them here if I were able
To lock you safe behind this open door

Suddenly its so clear to me
That I've asked you to see what you may never see
Now my kind words find their way back to me

There's a train every day
Leaving either way
There's a world, ya know
Gotta way to go
I'll soon be gone, its just as well
This is my opening farewell.

There ain't nobody asking me where I've been
There ain't nobody that would name me as a friend
There ain't nobody that's dropping by to say hi
There ain't nobody that's caring whether I live or die

I have nobody to tell about my growing anger
I have nobody to tell about me following strangers

There ain't nobody making sure I'm taking all of my pills
There ain't nobody slowing me down and keeping me still

I'm truly alone

They say a man can only be alone for so long before the mans mind is gone

There ain't nobody telling me not to jump off
There ain't nobody telling me not to chop your block off

I get so bloody I ruin all of my clothes
I get so bloody I sit in the dark alone

I have nobody to tell about my dark fantasies
I have nobody to tell about my dark realities

There ain't nobody around me, nobody wanna be friends
I get so bloody all on me the mess never ends

I'm truly alone

They say a man can only be alone for so long before the mans mind is gone

BURN

This house is cold,
I think I'll start a fire,
I'll sit and watch it burn,
I'm feeling old,
Your note sayes I'm a liar,
Another page is turned,
I feel alone,
There are people everywhere,
They say I'll never learn,
I call you up,
I know that you don't care,
I guess I'll never learn,

BURN,

This house is a mess,
I see pictures of you,
I hope someday you'll care,
I look bad at best,
I dream of you,
I know you'll never care,

BURN

This house is cold,
I think I'll start a fire,
I'll sit and watch it burn,
Your note said I'm a liar,
Another page has turned,
My heart is cold,
Forever I love you,
I guess you'll soon learn,
This note said I meant to start this fire,
I guess I'll sit and watch it burn,

BURN!
Lyrics copyright Edward Kennison 2001
Music copyright Jeff Hefner 2006

R.I.P. (Rest in Passion)

I see them in the distance,
Maybe I should ask them to stop,
Although it would be a shame,
One seldom sees such life in this place,
This is a place of death and mourning,
Yet they frolic and tumble in the grass,
Their hair mingles together,
Their passion unbridled,
What would our world be like,
If we all could be as free,
Would there be no more crime,
A world of peace and love,
Does it all start here,
With two lovers in a passionate embrace,
In between the tombstones,
I see them from a distance,
Maybe I should tell them to stop,
Although it would be a shame.
Copyright Edward Kennison 2004

LINES

I sit alone in a quiet house/ everyone's asleep/ gently refreshing their souls/ plans fall amiss/ computerized malfunctions delay projects/ stress, boredom, familiarity, delay muse/ lack of use has wounded the talking soul that drives the pen/ pen strokes delve through the slush pile of the soul/ delving for a masterpiece/ a beginning/ a first line/ searching for proof that I am/ what I claim I am/ a deliverer of dreams/ a reporter of passion/ a witness of pain/ a manipulator of the pen/ spouting epitaphs of souls departed/an artist capturing life/ with darkened souls on yellowed script/ searching for words/ to bring forth meaning/ a simple quest/ to put down lines on paper/ so that I write/therefore I am/ noble author/ empowered poet/ fool with a pen.

There ain't no point to me waking up
Everybody's time I'm taking up
I got nobody and ain't a shoulder near
I cant stay here and its colder there
I don't wanna look back cuz its gunna hurt
I slice my wrist and its gunna squirt
For me everybody holds a hate
I get backstabbed and everybody holds the stake
There's no road to take, I'm in a circle drive
Bustin' at myself and I'm trying to survive
Ill disappoint you and I will let you down
And i ain't got many home boys comin' around
You don't understand so don't say you do
I might just put a slug in you
I'm the only one
The lonely one
At home alone loading a gun thinkin' why not?

I got no family, I stole their s***.
Restraining orders and i still wont quit
I hit rock bottom then I fell in a hole
And then I fell through the floor of that hole some more
Ive been missing for a year
But nobody's looking
I got beat down and my stuff tooken
I look ahead and all i see is more of the same
Or this self inflicted bullet hole pouring my brain

I ain't halfway there and I'm all out of time
I'm like a crushed lite bulb all out of shine
Ive been around the world but no place is home
I wanna see the other side when I face this chrome

This girl i loved, i hope she finds me
Still up in the chair with my thoughts behind me

I'm bout to do it....

I got this from the internet but I thought yall might like it....

A Poem That Gives You Goosebumps...

A drunken man in an Oldsmobile
they said had run the light.

That caused the six-car pileup
on 109 that night.

When broken bodies lay about
and blood was everywhere,

The sirens screamed out eulogies,
for death was in the air.

A mother, trapped inside her car,
was heard above the noise,

Her plaintive plea near split the air,
"Oh, God, please spare my boys!"

She fought to loose her pi nned hands ,
she struggled to get free,

But mangled metal held her fast
in grim captivity.

Her frightened eyes then focused
on where the back seat once had been,

But all she saw was broken glass and
two child ren's seats crushed in.

Her twins were nowhere to be seen,
she did not hear them cry,

And then she prayed they'd been thrown free,
"Oh, God, don't let them die!

Then firemen came and cut her loose,
but when they searched the back,

They found therein no little boys,
but the seat belts were intact.

They thought the woman had gone mad
and was traveling alone,

But when they turned to question her,
they discovered she was gone.

Policemen saw her running wild
and screaming above the noise

In beseeching supplication,
"Please help me find my boys!"

"They're four years old and wear blue shirts,
their jeans are blue to match."

One cop spoke up, " The y're in my car,
and they don't have a scratch."

"They said their daddy put them there,
and gave them each a cone,

"Then told them both to wait for Mom
to come and take them home."

"I've searched the area high and low ,
but I can't find their dad."

"He must have fled the scene,
I guess, and that is very bad."

The mother hugged the twins and said,
while wiping at a tear,

"He could not flee the scene, you see,
for h e's been dead a year."

The cop just looked confused and asked,
"Now, how can that be true?

"The boys said, "Mommy, Daddy came
and left a kiss for you."

"He told us not to worry
and that you would be all right,

"And then he put us in this car with
the pretty, flashing light.

"We wanted him to stay with us,
because we miss him so,

"But Mommy, he just hugged us tight < o:p>
and said he had to go."

"He said someday we'd understand
and told us not to fuss,

"And he said to tell you, Mommy,
"He's watching over us."

The mother knew without a doubt
that what they spoke was true,

For she recalled their dad's last words,
" I will watch over you."

The firemen's notes could not explain
the twisted, mangled car,

And how the three of them escaped
without a single scar.

But on the cop's report was scribed,
in print so very fine,

"An angel walked th e beat tonight on Highway 109."

I Want

I want to fall in love
and be loved,
the way I deserve to be.
I want to wake up happy,
and go to bed elated.
I want to love to live,
and live to love.
I want to believe in fate,
and swear by chance.
I want to feel safe,
and offer security.
I want to get butterflies
from the touch of a hand,
and smile
at the sound of a voice.
I want to be in someone's thoughts,
and monopolize someone's dreams.
I want to be a significant other,
and to possess a better half.
I want to fall in love,
and be loved,
the way I deserve to be.

moments gone
time erased
felt nothing
turn in haste.
hope is bleeding
out of me
soon Ill feel
at peace

Wrongful Idols

Alone are they in their worlds filled with incurable pain...
With their indecision of life bound by faithless challenges.
Conquered by none, but absent in their minds they try
again and again to break free and lie!
Losing all respect with the games they play.
Dancing to their own songs of deciet, Whining about their
misfortune, yet doing nothing to remedy it.
What faith have their souls bound for neverland?
Permanent vacations, illusive minds...
Jesters and Queens of the ball all dressed in their best,
yet scorned by those who threaten their demeanor.
Unjust in their cause they pout and stomp...
Causing all to pay attention to their drama!
A play with no outcome... so why do they continue?
Wisdom they have not, for all must answer to their sins.
Foiled by the tangled webs they falter and fall to the ground,
Suffocating in their own poisons....
Never remembering the purpose of their journey;
drifting back to the beginning of their horror~they try to run!
But are defeated once again.
Gagged by all their plumage and jewels of stolen crowns;
Never again to utter one sound...forever silent in their court of pain!

Copy writed by RaVeN
Jennifer L. Hess
2/15/1999

Spring is in the air
Birds are singing everywhere.

Flowers are starting to bloom
Air is filled with their perfume.

Clean fresh air it smell so great
Here in the West Virginia state.

Soon it will be all green
Out of the house and into a new routine.

Walking and riding my bike
Up in the mountains for long hikes.

Down to the river I will go
And watch the clean water flow.

Lay back and look at the sky
And watch the animals scurry by.

Spring is in the air
Spring is in the air.

Texas Style!!!!

I didn’t say Goodbye

I am going from the earth grace
To a better place.

Thou you will never see my face again
May my memories live forever.

The life I lived sometimes were great
Some of them were not.

But I loved all my family
And all my friends.

So the pain you feel right now
You must live with some how.

I know I could have left on better terms
So please forgive me in your heart.

For one day you and I
Will look into each other eyes.

Then and only then, you will see
That I have no more pain.

I guess what I am trying to say
I am sorry I didn’t say Goodbye.

Ivan Sharp

I'm caught up in the middle
But I'll take it to the end
It's coming back together
And it's breaking down again
If I could find a reason
I'd say you were my friend
If I could find a reason
I'd say it once again.

When I'm with you the days are bittersweet
I still cant remember what it feels to be complete
I've tried pretending but it drops me off my feet
I don't know what it's coming to
But I'm looking through the glass darkly.

Bright lights come and go
Playing blue songs on my radio
Shadows still appear in the house tonight
Ghosts that come in from the past
All those ghosts, they keep on coming back
Sliding through the walls and my windows

When I'm with you the nights are cold and long
Still cant remember what it feels like to be strong
I've tried to blend in but it seems i don't belong
I don't know what its coming to
But I'm looking through the glass darkly.

Fingernail Moon
Up in the sky
Come out and see me
See me sometime
Cuz I'm here alone
Stuck in the pool
No distance between us
Between me and you

Ive got nothing to hide
Ive got nothing to lose
I'll be by your side
Come on, tell me the truth

Fingernail moon
Come out tonight
It does me no favors
To stay out of my sight
Splendid like glass
All ancient and new
There's a distance between us
Between me and you

There's no need to be shy
There's no need to be scared
I'll be by your side
Come on out if you dare

I'm just a girl with my feet on the ground
I'm just a girl with my head spinning round
I feel so sad.
Something unsettling under my skin
I'm caught in the circles i find myself in
But i want to reach out and touch you my sweet
Cycle moon
Up in the sky
Come out and see me
See me sometime