Poetry by Garion
2011/May/22
My son, Garion, has some poems that he wrote for his English class that he did rather well on.
Goodbye by Garion Lemay
I stand in the night
So bright
Upon the sky
And everyday I say good bye
You worshiped me like I was a god
Who held a mighty rod
You had great hopes
When I wept upon these slopes
Then another god came
And had me for blame
I did not care
For I was beating a bag of beer
I still stand before you
And when I am through
I will finally die
Then you shall say your final goodbye
Asleep by Garion Lemay
Covered in darkness I lay
In fear of this dream
I run away
But one can not escape from this dark stream
Then a shriek
What was that I heard
That desperate cry was weak
I wept upon this spoken word
I wondered if I will ever be able to open my eyes
Then a tear rolls down in line
I wondered why
Because it was not mine
The Darkness faded and the light returned
Yet my eyes stayed closed, unturned
More than three words by Garion Lemay
Damn you fools
Fools who do not understand
What love truly
Is
Love is not about looks
Love is not about lies
Neither is it about desire
Love is more than three words said before bedtime
Love is compassion
It is eternal
Never-ending
Love cannot
Be described by
Simple words
Damn you fools
Fools who do not understand
What love
Truly
Is
I stand in the night
So bright
Upon the sky
And everyday I say good bye
You worshiped me like I was a god
Who held a mighty rod
You had great hopes
When I wept upon these slopes
Then another god came
And had me for blame
I did not care
For I was beating a bag of beer
I still stand before you
And when I am through
I will finally die
Then you shall say your final goodbye
Asleep by Garion Lemay
Covered in darkness I lay
In fear of this dream
I run away
But one can not escape from this dark stream
Then a shriek
What was that I heard
That desperate cry was weak
I wept upon this spoken word
I wondered if I will ever be able to open my eyes
Then a tear rolls down in line
I wondered why
Because it was not mine
The Darkness faded and the light returned
Yet my eyes stayed closed, unturned
More than three words by Garion Lemay
Damn you fools
Fools who do not understand
What love truly
Is
Love is not about looks
Love is not about lies
Neither is it about desire
Love is more than three words said before bedtime
Love is compassion
It is eternal
Never-ending
Love cannot
Be described by
Simple words
Damn you fools
Fools who do not understand
What love
Truly
Is