this just rolled out in about 5 minutes at 3am one saturday in september. lol


Prattle, Rattle, and Tattle

prattled brain
unrestrained
countless hours lost in pain
fortunes sought
nothing bought
at the end the battle fought
worker bees
queens of these
peasants bow upon their knees
certain fears
stripping gears
tearing down the waste of years
mountain's view
valleys grew
green and sanctimonious too
all's not lost
at the cost
dying upon the wooden cross
open grave
empty cave
resurrection of the brave
captain's log
boiling bog
sunlight burning through the fog
Morning grew
souls anew
In the east Messiah's due

kathy lockhart
9/15/07



 





Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2007-09-15 at 09:20

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F.i.in.e Moods The PoetBay support member heart!
hehehe... the 3am writes, yep :) liked the rhyming, and the pace... like snippets of thoughts that flash in mind... neat... :) though to say i understand, well, maybe i would if i hadn't slept for a long time ;) just kidding :) enjoyed it 'cause i can definitely relate to late late hours writing :) *hugs* xx
2007-09-20


Phyllis J. Rhodes
And it just keeps on coming! You literally are on a roll. There is nothing in poetry that you cannot do. And everything you do you do it wonderfully.
2007-09-15


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
Katherine a wonderfu lrolling text sweetheart andshows yourwondrous talent to write the most enchanting fun poems love you xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxylk
2007-09-15