My Family Is A Shoe By Daniel Hunter Chrysler (11 Years Old) My Dad is the reflector, reflecting the sadness. My Mom is the leather cut like paper. My sister is the laces tied into hopeless knots. My sister is the sole, reflecting the bad stuff. I am the tongue, ripped clean off in […]
Poem – Summer Eyes
Summer Eyes by Angela B. Chrysler Memories echo strong, of you and I left undone, And mem’ries fading gray with you away. I am lost and you are gone. And I am left with fading dreams: Dreams that I relive while I sleep. Ghosts from my past are haunting me, When every night the eyes […]
Poems from Broken
I really enjoy poetry… kind of… I’m a poetry snob. I am VERY particular on the rhythm. Here are the pieces I wrote for Broken. “Black and blood drips down the mind. Where death should be, there’s life. Broken…cracked. It bleeds the psych’. Like death, life feeds the lies.”
Annabel Lee By Edgar Allan Poe
Poe wrapped these words around my heart. He drew me close to him. And through these words for him, I fell. He’ll never let me go. Annabel Lee By Edgar Allan Poe It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know […]
The Tyger By William Blake
The Tyger By William Blake Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand, dare seize the fire? And what shoulder, & what […]
The Little Black Boy By William Blake
I first heard this piece in the musical “Phantom” by Maury Yeston and Author Kopit. The song is “My Mother Bore Me” and the lyrics are this poem. The Little Black Boy By William Blake My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as […]
Gunga Din By Rudyard Kipling
I first heard an excerpt of this from M*A*S*H when Pierce quoted this in the OR. Gunga Din By Rudyard Kipling You may talk o’ gin and beer When you’re quartered safe out ’ere, An’ you’re sent to penny-fights an’ Aldershot it; But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work on water, […]
The Charge of the Light Brigade By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
One of the most beautiful poems ever written. It was from Star Trek DS9 that I first heard these words. “How did that poem end?” “You don’t want to know.” The Charge of the Light Brigade By Alfred, Lord Tennyson I Half a league, half a league, Half a league onward, All in the […]
The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
I can not begin to tell you how much I love this poem. I read it often. I adore it. And decided I would “collect” these little snippets of prose I love so much. It is only fitting that this be my first. I present to you, Edgar Allan Poe’s the Raven. The Raven By […]
Swann’s Song
Swann’s Song “Sing and skip o’er Faerie mounds, O’er the hill and through the dalr, Where sleep’s joy spins my dreams. There the moonlight finds its beam.” “Sing and skip o’er Faerie mounds, O’er the hill and through the dalr, Where the rolling brook doth play, O’er the hill and far away.” “Sing and […]