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new poem of mine about the salem witch trials....



Drag me up, to Ol’ Gallows Hill

Accuse me oh critic, just for the thrill

But bid me goodnight rather then farewell

For I’ll fallow you forever around the perimeter of hell

Don’t bother taking my story to court

For my side will come up short

Go ahead and punish me, for I will not fight

I’ll go up in flames on this cold Autumn’s night.

Heres a recent poem of mine its a metaphor for the world's loss of innocense. . .



I gaze out the window

In an absent stare

Looking into the unknown

Of things I cannot bear

The trees sway this way in that

Like an organic melody of nature

Entwining with one another and dancing in the breeze

The sky is a gentle blue, cloudless and pure

The world seems good if only for a moment

But the wind picks up and the trees start to thrash

Back and forth at one another in an endless battle

Its wrong what I see but I can’t close my eyes

And alluring war and my thoughts, I can’t disguise

The clouds roll in and the sky goes black

Once in harmony, now ready to attack

You wonder where the world has gone

And if it will ever come back.