Something new, to change it up

Ok Landis here and I vote we switch up the system here on thepainwillease and start something new. I think it would be a marvelous idea too, each month, put up a poem or song that has inspired us in our writing. I'll start with this, my favorite poem of all time called The Day Faith Died by and unknown author from the late 1800's :

She made a little shadow-hidden grave,
The day faith died;
Therein she laid it, heard the clod’s sick fall,
And smiled aside-
“If less I ask,” tear-blind she mocked, “I may
Be less denied.”
She set a rose to blossom in her hair,
The day faith died-
“Now glad,” she said, “and free at last, I go,
And life is wide.”
But through long nights she stared into the dark,
And knew she lied.

So now you all have a little insight on what inspires me. Hope it was an illuminating experience :)

Help

Silence playing
Darkness staying
Kids harassing
Sunshine passing
Corpses living
Beggars giving
Summer leaving
Hopeless grieving
Laughter wanting
Daydreams haunting
Peace sign shooting
Rich men looting
Dreamers leading
Beauty bleeding
Outlaws saving
Foes behaving
Children drinking
World shrinking
Scraped wrists lying
Pleasure dying.

-Kara, who is starting to write a lot of poetry again so will be posting on this thing a lot soon

Sunrise

Sunrise Sunrise

looks like music to my eyes

the first breath of day

and the last of night

Sunrise Sunrise

paint the open skies

chase away the darkness

with your welcoming light

Sunrise Sunrise

make me feel alive

breath life into my frame

and help me win this fight

Sunrise Sunrise

you take away the lies

and reveal the worlds beauty

that was hidden from our sight

Sunrise Sunrise

can't take no more surprise

just say the words

and I'll follow you in flight

Sunrise Sunrise

As the world slowly dies

your the last thing I cant count on

You'll always be alright

Thank you, Allison

Dear Allison,

Whether you know this or not you were a major influence on my life and an inspiration. You changed my perception and made me see the world as simply as you do. You reminded me that people aren't one dimensional, a lesson I treasure greatly. Really thank you. Oh and you brought me all the things you found that were shiny or pretty so that was an extrea bonus. I can't think of a better way to explain you than this: A note you left me in my little book of poems that you loved to read. You called the book my soul. This was all the advice I'll ever need.



Life, by Allison Wang



See

A square

A circle

An obtuse triangle

An infinite number

Of shapes.



Smell

the air of a new spring day

a chick

a cub

a new animal

is born.



Hear

the deaths of many

a shriek

a screech

a SCREAM

Silence.



But feel,

Alive.

A common love story that is completely unique

A single meeting

the gaze was fleeting

sparked a light

for us to fight

That first time

was so sublime 

to the hollow 

that followed

Everything was perfect

our hearts still erect

In the field of snow and ice

that would lead us slowly to demise

But of course we didn't know

And hand in hand at fence post row.

We shared that magic kiss

for both of us a first

so things progressed 

as they must

and time and distance between us was thrust

That last night on the brink

I see it when I blink

Our hearts were ringing

our bodies singing

as we danced

away romance

into decay

The stars stole you away

but our love was their to stay

growing more and more each day

until it died

And time isn't healing a single thing

just playing with my heart

taking away all feeling

And the way you smile

it's getting old

But i'm sure you've been told

already.

And my heart is still a flutter

when I stutter 

out a simple greeting.

The worst bit.

In this real tight fit

is that I know for a fact

despite my own silly pact

is the events that have happened here 

will happen again

soon I fear.

Landis

9/9/08