Rhyming Poems

 One Hope Present

Flesh that parts quiet along the knife blade
Lyrics that resonate, ring alive, fade.
Spirals of chlorophyll cover, defy.
While I am living, this hope cannot die.

Edges of pain that has shrieked in my mind
Trembling despair nearly batters me blind.
Things left behind are more precious than breath.
While I can speak, I will not yield to death.

Watching the light for a chance of reprieve
It will all funnel to what I believe.
Time will bring healing, with scars it must give.
While I am dreaming, my dream will still live.

Strange

I'm strange today,
So please don't mind
The way that I behave.
Don't get excited
If my manner's
Somewhat less than grave.
It may appear
My mind is clear
Of all the stormy gray
But pay no mind
For as I've said
I'm acting strange today.

I don't know how,
I don't know why,
I don't know when or where,
But when I looked
For all my gloom
It simply wasn't there.
And if I find out
Where it went
I'll be quite proud to say:
I don't want you
To drag me down--
I'm acting strange today.