Smoke runs through the air, the lights are low. The beat on the ground, the flash in their eyes. It's been good to be this bad, so better yet to make me last.

My father's hand leaves me here, my mother's loss are my seldom tears. I'll whistle down the wind, as the night springs up behind me again.

I'll walk into bars and the dark, into what I just don't know. I'll walk away, but I'll be back. I raise my hand to the stars, hail and farewell. Long may I dream, may I dream well.

we get quite a few poems in this corner of the forum, but that was really good :) nice work.

I am very happy that others
are contributing poetry too,
I did not want to be the only one
and the forum did say the Blue Casket
was for poems and such.

I wrote a lot of nice, angsty peotry while I was in High School.

if you did and can remember it,
'Bring it On'
or else just make some up.

*waves at Kaldaravera,
coming home from school
in her cute short Anime princess
school girls uniform.
Hey check it out Gendo,
Gams! meow baby!*

Okay, sure. Why not. What the heck is a "Gam"?