Submissions by LivingDeadGirl (Tisha Dawn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A Fairweathered Poetress
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2014 6:40pm
3rd Jan 2014 6:40pm
Amazing is HE
Heavenly Keeper, my King of Kings;
Forgive me Father, for sinful things.
Though heartsick and humble,
On my darkest of days.
Your Goodness I see,
In so many ways.
You have given me children;
In kindness of the most.
They are my greatest treasure
How much I Love them, is without measure
Your Endless Love, has carried me through,
And my Faith in You Lord, will always be true.
...
Forgive me Father, for sinful things.
Though heartsick and humble,
On my darkest of days.
Your Goodness I see,
In so many ways.
You have given me children;
In kindness of the most.
They are my greatest treasure
How much I Love them, is without measure
Your Endless Love, has carried me through,
And my Faith in You Lord, will always be true.
...
740 reads
STORY POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 1:45pm
11th Dec 2013 1:45pm
White-coats beware
Who gets to decide, which is ill, or well?
Make with the chloroform, its starting to swell.
Who gets to be, the referee?
The educated idiot, with the degree?
Being chased by white-coats, is a thing of the past'
Beware of white-coats, they run pretty fast!
After a poke and a prod, I was labeled unstable.
Were they hoping for, a slab on the table?
Oh, these restraints..., are for my own good?
Because I'm not acting, like you think I should.
...
Make with the chloroform, its starting to swell.
Who gets to be, the referee?
The educated idiot, with the degree?
Being chased by white-coats, is a thing of the past'
Beware of white-coats, they run pretty fast!
After a poke and a prod, I was labeled unstable.
Were they hoping for, a slab on the table?
Oh, these restraints..., are for my own good?
Because I'm not acting, like you think I should.
...
838 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
11th Dec 2013 9:49am
11th Dec 2013 9:49am
for f**kSake & Goodness sake
613 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Dec 2013 10:23pm
10th Dec 2013 10:23pm
MEMORIAL DAY DEADHEAD
I like Today, better than before.
Feels like nothing less, though
needing nothing more.
My mind falls first in line, to
leave my memory behind.
Feeling now, not at my best;
My senses await their turn with
the rest.
Taken this day, we visit the dead;
While our own awaits us,
THE ETERNAL DEAD
Feels like nothing less, though
needing nothing more.
My mind falls first in line, to
leave my memory behind.
Feeling now, not at my best;
My senses await their turn with
the rest.
Taken this day, we visit the dead;
While our own awaits us,
THE ETERNAL DEAD
602 reads
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