I would go back to the innocence...
If I could find a way,
I would have never let him go
I would have made him stay.
Never to leave the house that night,
never to be killed...
Maybe I would still have my sanity
reality would still be real.
Never to hear our mother cry
endlessly at night
If only I had a time machine
then I could take that flight
Never to read the Headline:
"Eleven Year Old Boy Dead"
I know I shouldnt dwell on it
but its still stuck in my head
I miss you,little brother
to the world,I`ll make it known
If I had a time machine
June 29,2007
is exactly where I would go.
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♥ R.I.P. Harley Boyd ♥
Sister loves and misses you so much.
Author notes
My little brother was killed in an accident on June 29,2007. It helps to use poetry as a vent for my anger and frustration. This was a wonderful contest to take part in,thank you for the opportunity to get those feelings off my chest.
A contest entry
- Tardis Time by Dreamana.
450 points, ended May 29, 2008, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Great poem:
I'm glad that you found a way to vent your feelings. Life won't always be this way. They're hope for our loved ones who have passed (according to the Bible). What a great poem! But sad at the same time. Thanks so much for having the courage and strength to share this.
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wow
one day after my birth day. i hoped it would be a humourful poem, but titles can be deceving. i'm realy sorry about the reason for this poem.
a touching piece =3
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two weeks after my birthday that was. sorry to hear about your brother. going from the title i was thinking humour with going back in time but i found this more serious poem. a good piece.
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This one gives me goosebubbles. It is very powerful, and I get the sense that you feel like you could have changed the events that transpired that day, and maybe you could have. But dwelling on the past is only going to keep you from realizing your future sweetie. Keep your head up.
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this is another beautiful poem about Harley....
really touching and nicely penned ......
i really love your poetry and i'm adding you as a favorite !!!
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I would have given gold for it,
my feelings are really with you.
I have seen death
by
the poet of hearts and beautiful words
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Never to hear our mother cry
endlessly at night ... that must be very hard, but when you hear her cry try to remember that grief is a process we all must go through to save our sanity. I lost an 8 day old infant and neighbors tried to be kind and took everything of his from the house. I have only what memories I can keep alive in my mind. As a result I never grieved properly, and so the sadness turned to anger, the anger into clinical depression and multiple suicide attempts ... so I know it's hard, but she needs her grief and so do you. -
Anguished
The love between siblings is an interesting emotion. The sadness here is prevalent but there is a sweet love that is apparent also. I'm so sorry for your loss. This is a well deserved trophy. All my best! -
A lovely and truly sad write. I f only... must be the two most over used words in the English language. Congratulations on your HM.
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touching, very touching
I wish I was there to give you a hug. I know exactly what you are going through. One of my closest friends died with no warning, she had an aneurysm one day, and the damage was so bad she wouldn't be able to wake up from the coma. For the entire year the desk behind me would be empty, and still, four years later, something will happen and the first thing I think of is "Wow, Jess would love this."
Your poem expresses your feeling clearly, with no twisting metaphors that have no real destination. It is honest.
The only thing you can do is remember and cherish what has been, and try not mourn over what could have become.
With my friend Jess, I put priority on the memory of her birthday, which was on Easter, so I bought her a pink stuffed bunny and a slightly naughty card game. She giggled and blushed.
Put those memories in your heart, and eventually, the pain will start to fade. If you need me for anything, send me a message and I will help the best I can.
--Lauren
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This is excellent and...well I just don't know how to say how sorry I am, after reading your page and this. I know you've probably heard that a lot...
This is a wonderfully fitting tribute and very well written. I have reservations about giving suggestions on evidently such a personal poem but if I could give one it would be:
Maybe I would still have my sanity
reality would still be real.
Maybe to
Maybe I would still have my sanity
If the salt had stayed unspilt
Like I said though, as this is so personal to you and that is such a minor adjustment I wouldn't bother. Again, you have my condolences.
Even though it may dwell on your soul for the rest of your life, I hope it does not stop you in the pursuit of happiness. Take care and good luck x
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Poetry is truly a wonderful way of expressing hurts. This is so sad, and its has surprised me how many serious writes that this contest has inspired. Nice work.
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May your brother rests in peace..It is not always easy to live and confront such news, but time is the greatest healer, however cliched it may sound. and you are doing great!
all the best in the contest!
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