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He lived very close to me When he was just a boy, Always entertaining While playing on the floor. But, he doesn't live there anymore. It's been a few years Since he moved away, And I noticed his sick eyes. Quiet talks on his cell phone Telling his peers another lie. He can't live there anymore He refused to even try. He became an addict And started living on the street. Dark alley gatherings Where all the drug starved meet. He's not there anymore Because of a promise he could not keep. I would visit him on occasion, Through bars I held his hand. Until a guard would escort him Back to his square Of dingy land. He's not in there anymore. On a cold and windy morning I stood on frozen ground. A prayer was said, A wreath was laid, Above the seagulls soared. He's not with us anymore. My heart is broken And my tears are real. What was his existence for? His family grieves Their souls are torn, He's gone forever more. |
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Hi, Thank you for coming to my poetry site. I hope you've enjoyed reading my poems and will come back again to this humble poet's home -- Island Poetry. Every poem is original and is derived from my daily encounters, thoughts, experiences, relationships and contacts with family, loved ones, friends, nature, the world and people at large. My poetry is simple, uncomplicated, straight-forward and honest coming from the heart, soul, a spiritual presence and obviously God -- Her/Himself. Thus, once the idea and first line of a poem "pops" into my head, the balance of my poems "arrive to me" more or less complete requiring only my immediate and total attention and focus in its writing down, with minimal additional work or effort thereafter. While belonging to the International Society of Poets, I have also been fortunate to have had the support and publication of many of my poems by local community newspapers, faith groups, charitable organizations, and in various anthologies published by the National Library of Poetry and catalogued in the U.S. Library of Congress - Publication Data ISBN 1-56167-256-4 I now live on lower Vancouver Island, off the Canadian west coast. Although originally from the Canadian province of Ontario, I have over the years also lived in the province of Manitoba, as well as Germany. Once again thank you for reading my work, hope you enjoyed and found it relevant also to your own experiences of the living, loving and challenges of everyday life. I truly would appreciate and love to hear from anyone with comments, critiques, suggestions or what-have-you. Email Me - lynnbarany@islandpoetry.com Regards, Lynn Barany (Hanna) |