When I was about five
My mother bought me a stone gargoyle for our yard
He was small with folded wings and keen little eyes
By no means scary, but strangely sweet
We called him Farmingdale
After a town that, at the time,
Still held possibilities
Yesterday I ventured outside and saw the little guy
Upon sitting beside him I was shocked
Years of sitting on the bench among the lilies
Had weathered smooth stone skin away
His wings discolored
Layers around his eyes chipped away
So his once thoughtful expression
Was now crazed and frightening
In sadness I realized my old friend and I share very much
Both of us have become
Stripped
Exposed
Raw
When we last saw each other I was a very different girl
I have since that time known
Cruelty
Hate
Loneliness
Isolation
As I get older
Behind my eyes darkness grows
Like the small gargoyle with the folded wings
Layers of me are eroding away
My tears like acid rain
The flowers in my heart
Are dying slowly
Sun only burns them
Rain only drowns them
Wind only tears them apart
I am like my gargoyle with the folded wings
A shadow of what I used to be
Stone and soul
Both broken
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Written July 31st, 2004
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excellent
Pretty much all I have to say has already been said. lol! Excellent poem!
I really liked the comparisson. It's awesome!
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excellent
Pretty much all I have to say has already been said. lol! Excellent poem! I really liked the comparisson. It's awesome!
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Great imagery, and a really sad write- It's really imaginative and also emotional, I liked that about this poem. Great write- keep on writing, this was very sad.
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you have incredable imagary. the gargoyle is a wonderous touch. I love goth and the paranormal...you have weaved it all so well together. thank you again for reading my work! it is greaty apprichiated
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Oh wow. This is amazing. I loved the comparison you made between you and your gargoyle, very dark and sad. I know how you feel though.. Anyway, the imagery was great..wow I just realized that Im saying the same thing as Elly.
Weird. The whole thing was great, I loved it. Keep it up. Oh and thanks for the comment on my poem 'Pesticide Remedies', I really appreciate it.
--cole xoxo
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I loved the imagery and the comparison was just awesome. I can relate to it and I just think you did a great job. I love your work
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