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Fan WritingPoetry, page 7by Anna There will always be a place in my heart that belongs to you right now it feels empty and cold cause I know that you are gone But I will fill it with memories and dreams of you Maybe one day the sun will dry my tear streaked face and a gentle summer breeze will ease the pain but right now I’m helplessly lost and I wonder, did I dream all my dreams in vain? You were the rainbow that I kept chasing through all these years, my friends don’t understand me when I tell them that I cry my self to sleep thinking of you it’s strange that you had such a strong effect on me when you were so far away and never knew that I existed at all you helped me ,through the darkest nights of my life I know it sound strange but I know it to be true so it’s with sadness that I say goodbye to someone I hoped that I would one day know I hope that you will read this so you can know my wish for you I pray that you are guarded by angels both day and night that they spread their wings around you and protect you with all heavens might I pray that when you went from this place to where you are now that the darkness from this world left you and that God filled your heart with light I pray that your broken spirit is whole again, that you have found peace, that all your tears have dried Contributed by Anna by W.H. Auden Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone, Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone. Silence the pianos and with muffled drum Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come. Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead Scribbling on the sky the message He is Dead, Put crépe bows round the white necks of the public doves, Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves. He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song, I thought that love would last forever - I was wrong. The stars are not wanted now, put out every one, Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun, Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood. For nothing now can ever come to any good. Contributed by Isabelle by the Walkabouts Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary Everything I’ve done is wrong Everything I’ve done is wrong And I feel like going home And I feel like going home Lord, I tried to see you through Lord, I tried to see you through But it was too much for me But it was too much for me Now I’m coming home to you Now I’m coming home to you Yeah, I feel like going home Yeah, I feel like going home Clouded skies are closing in Clouded skies are closing in And not a friend around to help me And not a friend around to help me Of all the places I’ve been Of all the places I’ve been Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary Everything I’ve done is wrong Everything I’ve done is wrong Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I tried to see you through Lord, I tried to see you through But it was too much for me But it was too much for me Now I’m coming home to you Now I’m coming home to you Yes, I feel like going home Yes, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary I’ve tried and I fell and I’m tired and weary Everything I’ve done is wrong Everything I’ve done is wrong Lord, I feel like going home Lord, I feel like going home Contributed by WilyFem by Ulrich Schaffer Nobody has your fingermarks. Nobody has your voice. Nobody says "I love you" the way you do. Nobody believes like you. Nobody thinks of dying like you do. Nobody has your history. Nobody feels the same sadness, the same happiness as you. Nobody is like you. Nobody in your country, on your continent, On the third planet of this solar system, In the galaxy, which we call the Milky Way. Nobody. Because you are unique. Contributed by Isabelle |
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In memoriam, Jonathan Gregory Brandis 1976-2003 |
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