Bowie• Show poetry

R ealistic and vague they change as you read,

E nding in ways you would never think to see,

A ll is unique and of my own style,

D eath, happyness, come read them for a while.



M any there are in my listings here,

Y earning to be read with skill and care.



P oems that make you cry and remember the past,

O ften make you remember times that didn't last,

E ndevering to take you back to a time almost forgot,

M essuring your memories till they fade to a dot,

S omeday you will realize these poems were what you sought.



Breeze theme song

I want to go home,

Don't want to be left alone,

But the blue is coming for me,

And the blue is the only escape I see.....



The black won't take me back,

And the lands no longer free,

The blue's the only land,

And there's no land for me



I want to go home,

Don't want to be left alone,

Don't want the black to swallow me,

And the land is never free,



The blue's the only land,

And there's no land for me.



when I was going by someone.



When I was going up the stair,

I met a man who wasn't there,

He wasn't there again today,

I wish, I wish he'd go away.....



Someday by Nickelback.



How the hell did we wind up like this

Why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed

And try to turn the tables



I wish you'd unclench your fists

And unpack your suitcase

Lately there's been too much of this

Dont think its too late



Nothin's wrong

just as long as

you know that someday I will



Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when



Well i hoped that since we're here anyway

We could end up saying

Things we've always needed to say

So we could end up stringing

Now the story's played out like this

Just like a paperback novel

Lets rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a hollywood horror



Nothin's wrong

just as long as

you know that someday I will



Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)



[Solo]



How the hell did we wind up like this

Why weren't we able

To see the signs that we missed

And try to turn the tables

Now the story's played out like this

Just like a paperback novel

Lets rewrite an ending that fits

Instead of a hollywood horror



Nothin's wrong

just as long as

you know that someday I will



Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

Someday, somehow

gonna make it allright but not right now

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

I know you're wondering when

(You're the only one who knows that)

I know you're wondering when



I am Bowie of the knife and spear, because Bowie is a knife, and it is often used along with a spear when fighting a certain form of spear fighting, that I like to play, (with fake knives of course, never even pretend to use real knives unless you really want to kill someone! Knives, guns, and swords are instruments of death, and should be handled as such.)



I Am Rose of the thorns, because my real name is Rose, and my nickname is Thorn. Given to me because apearently I am quick to anger when pushed, and like a thorn will usually prick even people who might just, say, be wanting to take a wiff of my personality.



I am the Mourner of the lost, because like many others I have lost people and things that I loved. My friend Andrew Corner got hit by a car on a icy road the day of graduation. I never met him in person, but threw e-mails, letters, and 3 years talking to him on message boards I feel like I knew him more than anyone else I have met in person. He left behind a beautiful daughter, and wife. About a month before that my baby, my love, my cat Barbie got hit by a car. At the time that was really really hard, two things I loved being killed by cars within so little time. I think I cried a whole month.....



That is me, for the most part. As much as a few sentances will tell you. If you want to get to know me, read my poems. Not jsut the happy ones, but the sad ones, the hurt ones, the nature ones. I put myself into my poetry and all my writing.



The fallowing poems are some of my favs, or more links to them. here they are.

These three by thomas moore.

Forget not the field.

www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=6666&poem=28439



Sail on sail on (one of the best)

www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=6666&poem=28441



Oh for the swords of a former time

www.poemhunter.com/p/m/poem.asp?poet=6666&poem=28444



Robert frost.

Stopping by woods on a snowy evening.

www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/155.html



mending wall.

www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/730.html



The road less traveled by.

www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/51.html



By Walt Whitman.



When I heard the learn'ed astronumer.

www.cs.rice.edu/~ssiyer/minstrels/poems/54.html





I like as you may be able to tell from this, sad old poems. These are just a few of my favs, another is the RAven by poe.



My fav books are Robert Jordans wheel of time, Tolkien's anything by him, and Goerge R.R. Marins Game of thrones series. I also like Elizebeth moons Packsenarion Dorthangsdaughter series, and the honor herington series. C. J. Cherryh Fortress series. Oh yeah, then theres the Curse of Chalion by Lois McMaster.



Who died for soul and sin,

Who broke apon the cross,

But do we forgive ourselves,

For heavens loss?



Tis one thing to say God loves man,

And forgives us out of mind,

But man does not know,

And hates him and his kind.



Bowie of the knife and spear,

Rose of the thorns,

Morner of the lost.