New site, new day. Jesus, but I've been trying to join up for so long, haven't I. Oh well, finally got it done.
I guess it'd only be fair to open up a new journal for this site with a poem, wouldn't it. Seeing as though that is the whole meaning behind my username, being the self-proclaimed Scarsdale Poet-Loriat and all. Alright then... Remember, though, kiddies, all my writing is copyrighted, 'speccially the poems since most likely they're goin' in mah next book.
Reign Of Indecision
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One Look Upon The Sun, She Says,
It May Blind You, And All The More Explain Joy.
Ain't It The Life, She Says,
Isn't That The Way;
To Burn Away One Thing To Gain The Better Of One--
--More.
I Could Never Disagree.
Listening, Waiting For Another Of Her Speeches, I
Live For It Though, Don't I?
Angels Have Fixated Their Own Halos Upon My Head,
Same As The Demons Have Thrust The Pitchforks To--
--My Hand.
Each Battling For Their Newest Minion.
"Fight Him And Walk By My Side" Each Of Them Say,
Amazing That They Speak With The Same Tounge,
Two Who Are So Different.
Ain't It The Life, I Said.
Isn't That The Way...
--Keith Gardener
10-20-01
Copyright KGManuscripts (The Dark Book) (c) 2001
Ah, well then. Nice to see that one again, I was almost sure I wouldn't be rewriting "Reign" for a while. So then, off to work. Maybe another post later.
I guess it'd only be fair to open up a new journal for this site with a poem, wouldn't it. Seeing as though that is the whole meaning behind my username, being the self-proclaimed Scarsdale Poet-Loriat and all. Alright then... Remember, though, kiddies, all my writing is copyrighted, 'speccially the poems since most likely they're goin' in mah next book.
Reign Of Indecision
-------------------------------
One Look Upon The Sun, She Says,
It May Blind You, And All The More Explain Joy.
Ain't It The Life, She Says,
Isn't That The Way;
To Burn Away One Thing To Gain The Better Of One--
--More.
I Could Never Disagree.
Listening, Waiting For Another Of Her Speeches, I
Live For It Though, Don't I?
Angels Have Fixated Their Own Halos Upon My Head,
Same As The Demons Have Thrust The Pitchforks To--
--My Hand.
Each Battling For Their Newest Minion.
"Fight Him And Walk By My Side" Each Of Them Say,
Amazing That They Speak With The Same Tounge,
Two Who Are So Different.
Ain't It The Life, I Said.
Isn't That The Way...
--Keith Gardener
10-20-01
Copyright KGManuscripts (The Dark Book) (c) 2001
Ah, well then. Nice to see that one again, I was almost sure I wouldn't be rewriting "Reign" for a while. So then, off to work. Maybe another post later.
Nice poem too.