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07/28/03 22:48:45 GMT
Your School's Name: mountbatten primary MY URL: Visit Me
My Email: Email Me Your Name: Laura Elliott
Poet's Name (if not yourself) Jayne Elliott
Any comments about why you wrote it? My mum wrote this when my father left to go to war in iraq

Your Poem:
The day I had been dreading suddenly was here I bowed my head and blinked my eyes then shed a single tear He took me in his arms and asked me not to cry I looked into his saddened eyes and quietly asked him why The kids they all stood staring they didn’t understand I felt a warm sensation as my daughter took my hand She said don’t worry mummy we will still be here Those words from a little child released another tear He said I have to go now and I really got upset He wiped my face and commented that id made his hand all wet He went to our children and gave them all a kiss I couldn’t believe the emotions I thought I was prepared for this We said goodbye and hugged tighter than ever before By now I was in hysterics as I watched him close the door I still find myself crying when Im alone at night And before I go to bed I pray the men don’t have to fight So if you feel the same way please don’t sit alone There are many people around you that for comfort you can phone So lets all worry together and leave nobody out Its what being married to a soldier is really all about The day I had been dreading suddenly was here I bowed my head and blinked my eyes then shed a single tear He took me in his arms and asked me not to cry I looked into his saddened eyes and quietly asked him why The kids they all stood staring they didn’t understand I felt a warm sensation as my daughter took my hand She said don’t worry mummy we will still be here Those words from a little child released another tear He said I have to go now and I really got upset He wiped my face and commented that id made his hand all wet He went to our children and gave them all a kiss I couldn’t believe the emotions I thought I was prepared for this We said goodbye and hugged tighter than ever before By now I was in hysterics as I watched him close the door I still find myself crying when Im alone at night And before I go to bed I pray the men don’t have to fight So if you feel the same way please don’t sit alone There are many people around you that for comfort you can phone So lets all worry together and leave nobody out Its what being married to a soldier is really all about



07/14/03 10:44:21 GMT
Your School's Name: No School
MY URL: Visit Me
Your Name: Bette M.
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? Make others aware.

Your Poem:
Kariamma Panther foot steps pad close to her door. The men say, it is time to divvy up and divide your soul. We will take, you give according to the political pillow. The night jar tinkles with patronizing coins, some slip a hurried hand. Kariamma wrestles with disgust, a caste bestowed on her forhead; so beneath other women curled in silk. In a dream she climbs a ladder upward and every step cracks before her foot moves; men and children spit laughing at their freedom to taunt with visual rape. Her molasse colored legs sweat and divide while clenching a finger around a mangled bed rail; her thoughts weave around her past. Another leopard is given his cue. The time bell rang to hurry their pumping,prodding pushing and destruction of Kariamma's dream pillow. B.M. 2003



07/10/03 23:03:01 GMT
Your School's Name: orange coast college MY URL: Visit Me
My Email: Email Me Your Name: tri tran
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? the day poetry dies

Your Poem:
Poetry is now dead and burried. My life, empty without colors; My pen and words lost forever... Days and nights I weep sad tears While listening to past poems Dripped in the bathroom.



07/10/03 22:38:43 GMT
Your School's Name: orange coast college MY URL: Visit Me
My Email: Email Me Your Name: tri tran
Poet's Name (if not yourself)
Any comments about why you wrote it? reach out to non christian

Your Poem:
ALL BECAUSE OF CHRIST Into my heart, HIS light glistens, Like a diamond I glitter. In darkness I fear not evil And in daylight I am joyful. I am alone but not lonely, Peaceful and not worried... Forever he frres me from hardship, And feed me with courage. His crimson blood cleanses me from sins I, a piece of cotton ball, whitens. With my mouth I utter gold As he beams, Knowing I love him; From my soul words of thanks Echoe through the earth and heaven Because what he has done for me.



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