Early Poetry By Mom Kat
My Early Works:
These are poems I wrote a long time ago. They have stayed in my memory even after I got them out on paper. You'll be able to see the development over time and the change in my mood/tone.
I'm not saying they are award winning by any means. They are simply building blocks that have led me closer to where I am today in my writing style and ability. Enjoy!
* This piece was written when I was 12 years old.
I was sitting on my couch one night, thinking about love
Then I saw a pretty sight, a star fall from above
I thought of many wishes, and knowing what to do
I chose the greatest wish of all, I'm glad that wish was you
Hounds of Hell
* This piece was written when I was 16 years old.
Demons fighting, hounds of hell
Goodness is dying, hundreds have fell
To the will of evil bidding
Don't you think that it is fitting
All you find in this world is as dark as a bloody moon
Killing, stealing, crazy men; the end is coming soon
When it will stop I do not know, but one thing is for sure
For the few good things that we have left
We must fight to keep them pure
* This piece was written when I was 17 years old.
Chaos subsides to the changing of tides
When the calm winds sweep, and the thunderstorms sleep
When the full moon cries a blanket of stars for the skies
And the unholy finally rest
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