Monday, June 23, 2008
DEAD ENDS
After I read Robert Frost's 'Nothing Gold Can Stay' I really wanted to try my hand at a short poem.
So, here it is, even though it does not in any way live up to it's inspiration...






DEAD ENDS

Stone walls they faced,
Those last seconds raced,
A memory, a thought, their last,
Pulses like watches, too fast,
Regrets, ruined plots and dreams,
A watchful stillness that gleams.
Gunshots the silence rended,

Their lives, they were ended.


posted by Clezevra @ 7:49 AM  
1 Comments:
  • At June 23, 2008 at 10:36 AM, Blogger Jobbyjobber said…

    Funny but I ame across this one of robert frost's poems just yesterday looking for something totally unrelated.

    Not bad an attempt, I am not an expert on poems though -)

     
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