Alison's Images

The flickering light

Which betrays my trust

It darkens the room

It seems unjust

The candle that burns
With the wax that keeps dripping
Signals the end
Of my life, which is slipping

The guard keeps on waiting
Right outside my cell
Regarding the candle
Like the toll from a bell

At the last beam of light
He’ll march through the door
And lead me away
I’ll come back no more

So I sit here in silence
The end is so near
The light keeps on dimming
The time’s almost here

The darkness condemns me

No more will I tread

Past trees, streams or rivers

They’re cutting my thread

This darkened room fills me with doubt

And suddenly the light goes out

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I like the basic idea but man it’s put together really oddly . . . that’s what you get for writing poetry during classes.

I might try to redo this when I have some spare time.

A hasty poem scrabbled together during some standardized testing. It’s for a class I have. Let’s hope I get above a C for it.

Shining scales of golden hue

Sparkling like the morning dew

Claws that rake and rip and tear

They can uncover any lair

Beating wings with rhythm fly

Their flying drowns out any cry

Smoke which billows from your nose

Steamy clouds that slowly blows

Bright light flames leap from your tongue

Flickering fires have always sprung

Your beady eyes shine bright with greed

Your endless desire, they wish to feed

Not many, if any, poems will be posted this week as I’m at projects aprox. 12 hours a day this week and have all my other free time devoted to school (uck!) but hopefully the next few poems will be good.

I have some new ideas and, of course, Hunter has some progress to do.

You walk across the crowded room

As if you’re all alone

You stand out in the pouring rain

And all your beauty’s shown

Your stunning smile never fails

To skip my heart a beat

Your bubbling laughter always makes

My face burn fast with heat

I can’t resisit your charming grace

Or not stare at your eyes

I’ll spend my life beside your side

Until one of us dies

Teardrops fall along my hand

Mirrors from a soul

The pain they show, scream to be heard

Broken in half, but whole

Teardrops falling on my hands

Reveal your mysteries

Teardrops raining from your eyes

Allow you now to see

This silent plea reveals all truth

That words cannot reveal

This prayer you pray confesses all

The things inside you feel

Teardrops falling on my hands

Reveal your mysteries

Teardrops raining from your eyes

Allow you know to see

Please stay awhile by my side

Your heart right now I know

Your life’s revealed and shown to me

Your love you now can show

I wandered a path that was dark and unlit

Where shadows reveal what the light cannot show

The rain falls like fire and burns at my skin

Now this is the place where the black roses grow

I pass charcoal trees that chip in the wind

And a midnight black cat that wanders my way

The whistling wind howls like Death

The black roses bloom here they say

Hollow reeds rattle like bones on the shore

The shadows, they dance, like grim skulls

The rain keeps on pouring and drenches

It waters black roses in rows

The black skies above gives me comfort below

No longer a mask I assume

My thoughts are my own and belong just to me

This is the place where the black roses bloom