The Setting Sun
Tonight the sun will set
It will leave and never rise
It makes its final bow
Behind the blood-red sky
The shadows will awaken
And the stars will cease to shine
The moon will hide behind a cloud
As I make the darkness mine
Tonight the rain will fall
Hurled from the moon
One last angry storm
Before it freezes soon
Everything will glitter
As it bends beneath the ice
The plants begin to wither
As I observe the flight
They cannot overcome me
No matter how they try
When love is not strong enough
The daylight starts to die
One by one they fall asleep
And I call the shadows near
I call upon the nightmares
To whisper in their ear
They should have known better
Though they didn’t know me well
I always get my revenge
All of this because I fell
~Echo (December 2006)
Across the winds
If it were possible to lie forever
To fall asleep and dream
To escape the evils and the stress
Emotions of loss and pain
A boat floating down a purple river
Velvety black fish swimming close
Bright colored birds with yellow beaks
And gentle breezes through blood-red trees flow
Away from caution and from caring
From pain and away from fear
Where everything is beautiful
And the fog begins to clear
The raindrops turn to silver
The fruit it tastes so sweet
The grass so furry soft
As it sways beneath my feet
The starts come out at night to play
The moon begins to sing
Trees whisper back and forth
It lulls me right to sleep
Somewhere the ocean is the deepest green
The sand the palest yellow
The shells are all unbroken
The thunder begins to bellow
The raindrops disappear
Leaving everything so dry
The sun begins to glow
And the clouds disperse across the sky
It’s then I wake unwillingly
To the real bind
Of loss, pain and broken hearts
Where beauty is hard to find
~Echo (November 2006)
The Island that Time forgot
The Island that Time forgot
Watching from its shore
I see people afraid of pain and dying
Yet I sit here unafraid, forgotten by all time
I watch the children grow
An intruder on their lives
What’s worse to see them age and wither
To see them turn to dust
Underneath the Velvet sky
I hum a little tune
It is an ancient lullaby
That I can sing to everyone
But no one even knows I’m here
Invisible to their eyes
Watching the sun alone rise from
Dawn and down to dusk
Now if you listen closely
To the whispers of the wind
You may hear me singing
On this island that time forgot
~Echo (October/ November 2006)
Okay okay. I wrote these a LONG time ago and some sound a little depressing, but hey, us bird kids have been through a lot of crapadoodles. The First one I don't remember writing, but it's a big hit with a lot of people. Personally, I like it. I have gotten people thinking that it sounds suicidal, but I swear those were not my intentions. The note that was next to it explained that it was for a story that I was writing at the time. The second one, I was going through a stressful time and I kept wishing that I could just go into some...magic universe. So I created my own, I guess. It's...sort of symbolic. I went through a poetry phase a few years ago and I have many many poems. (Lots that are really good, but I probably won't be sharing those.) The third one was me testing out my non-rhyming skills with poetry. I don't think I did half bad.
Tonight the sun will set
It will leave and never rise
It makes its final bow
Behind the blood-red sky
The shadows will awaken
And the stars will cease to shine
The moon will hide behind a cloud
As I make the darkness mine
Tonight the rain will fall
Hurled from the moon
One last angry storm
Before it freezes soon
Everything will glitter
As it bends beneath the ice
The plants begin to wither
As I observe the flight
They cannot overcome me
No matter how they try
When love is not strong enough
The daylight starts to die
One by one they fall asleep
And I call the shadows near
I call upon the nightmares
To whisper in their ear
They should have known better
Though they didn’t know me well
I always get my revenge
All of this because I fell
~Echo (December 2006)
Across the winds
If it were possible to lie forever
To fall asleep and dream
To escape the evils and the stress
Emotions of loss and pain
A boat floating down a purple river
Velvety black fish swimming close
Bright colored birds with yellow beaks
And gentle breezes through blood-red trees flow
Away from caution and from caring
From pain and away from fear
Where everything is beautiful
And the fog begins to clear
The raindrops turn to silver
The fruit it tastes so sweet
The grass so furry soft
As it sways beneath my feet
The starts come out at night to play
The moon begins to sing
Trees whisper back and forth
It lulls me right to sleep
Somewhere the ocean is the deepest green
The sand the palest yellow
The shells are all unbroken
The thunder begins to bellow
The raindrops disappear
Leaving everything so dry
The sun begins to glow
And the clouds disperse across the sky
It’s then I wake unwillingly
To the real bind
Of loss, pain and broken hearts
Where beauty is hard to find
~Echo (November 2006)
The Island that Time forgot
The Island that Time forgot
Watching from its shore
I see people afraid of pain and dying
Yet I sit here unafraid, forgotten by all time
I watch the children grow
An intruder on their lives
What’s worse to see them age and wither
To see them turn to dust
Underneath the Velvet sky
I hum a little tune
It is an ancient lullaby
That I can sing to everyone
But no one even knows I’m here
Invisible to their eyes
Watching the sun alone rise from
Dawn and down to dusk
Now if you listen closely
To the whispers of the wind
You may hear me singing
On this island that time forgot
~Echo (October/ November 2006)
Okay okay. I wrote these a LONG time ago and some sound a little depressing, but hey, us bird kids have been through a lot of crapadoodles. The First one I don't remember writing, but it's a big hit with a lot of people. Personally, I like it. I have gotten people thinking that it sounds suicidal, but I swear those were not my intentions. The note that was next to it explained that it was for a story that I was writing at the time. The second one, I was going through a stressful time and I kept wishing that I could just go into some...magic universe. So I created my own, I guess. It's...sort of symbolic. I went through a poetry phase a few years ago and I have many many poems. (Lots that are really good, but I probably won't be sharing those.) The third one was me testing out my non-rhyming skills with poetry. I don't think I did half bad.
It's really hot outside. Ick. (Better than cold and rainy....all day...Right Sonar??)
I'll be back on in a few. I have places to go and people to see...well actually not yet. I have chore-like things to do.
Much love,
The one and only
~Echo
1 comment:
YOU. ARE. AMAZING!!
i thought i was a poet..
but next to you, id probably seem like an idiot.
by the way...
i love your blog.
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