Erin B Poetry - Short and Not So Sweet
I've decided to publish more of my earlier work since people seem to love that stuff. The poems that I published here were originally written between 1993-1995 when I started my poetry book. These are normal writings of a 14-17 year old; simple poems, but they still have my style to them. I think they might be interesting to read.
Erin's Rose Bouquet
A Love Song
If you think that I'll be all right,
That I won't cry, and I won't fight.
You've got it all wrong.
This is your love song.
I didn't know how much I loved you,
But now I do, and I miss you too.
It's too late
You have gone away.
I don't understand why you left me
It's hard to think; it's hard to breathe.
It doesn't make sense,
Oh how my heart rents.
Feel what you feel
Trapped without a way out.
See what you see
Pain is wrapping your heart.
Can't get enough of this pain
I can't live for more than you do.
Want to die when you do.
- Favorite Love Songs for the Best Modern Playlist
This is one of my favorite quotes about love, and to go with it, are some of my favorite love songs. Some are cute. Some are fun. Some are funny. And some are more heartfelt. Just click on them to have a listen.
- Twelve Favorite Love Songs
This article is a tribute to the loves songs that remind us of that special person that captured our heart. He or she may be sitting in the next room or perhaps we haven't seen them in a long time, but the songs take us back to special moments and fo
- Bringing Back the Romance: Romantic Love Songs
Romantic love songs - everyone seems to have their own special song, whether it's one you share with your special someone, or one you cry over every time you hear it. Here's a list of some of the best.
- Love Songs With The Word "Crazy"| Who Wrote The Song...
Crazy, crazy love songs Some of the greatest love songs written have the word 'crazy' in the lyrics. I think many of us at one time or another have experienced 'crazy' love. Is love crazy, or does yearning it make us crazy, or losing it, or does...
Frightened of Fire
Going throught the forest,
Black full of fright.
Smoke fills the dark blue sky,
And flames are ready to bite.
Disease will climb all through the trees.
Everything will be as black as night.
Is calling claims.
Where is your dad?
It isn't the same.
Where's your mom
When you came?
Somewhere in the
or ghostly backdraft
That is calling claims.
- Dark Poetry--Lost Soul
Dark poem, my rendition of a Lost Soul's final moments. This poem took 30 mins.
- Creative Writing: A Short Collection of Dark Poetry
A few dark poems or general musings for your enjoyment.
- Dark Poetry--Ravages of War
I don't usually write dark poetry, however, I was challenged by a friend to write a dark poem about a war based in ancient times and on the battlefield. I had to complete the poem within 20 mins. This was truly a challenge for me. Thank-you for takin
- A Little Bit of Everything
Another poem of the same sort...
Burning through like acid;
The acid kiss of death.
Pouring down like rain;
Rain that is red.
The acid rain trickles down
On soft, shaky skin.
The skin is cold like ice.
Red icicles hang on white arms
In bloody red wine.
Living With the Trees
Walking through the old and battered woods again,
Up to where I had always been.
I'm crawling and climbing, scraping my knee,
I'm falling on the ground so that I'm able to see
The life around me, everywhere.
Plants, trees, and animals are always there.
Even though I grow older each day,
I still think about coming here to play.
More of Erinb's Poetry
- The Smell of Spring- Poem and artwork
Read my poetry to discover what I love about spring, check out the videos and artwork of flowers also
- A Look into Quiet Garden of Eden (poem)
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- Winter Poetry
Read about my thoughts on Winter in NH with two of my original poems: HIbernation and Sounds of Silence
- Mixed Moods and other poetry
the fallen may rise again: Her bright eyes shine and elven voice sings.My fingertips drum as his chopping thrums. Making Music: My head spins with The colorful chaos. My fingers jump and wrists twist
- My Best Dramatic Poetry
Noises Bloodsucking mesh of a messed up mind is seeking for a good remark the shriek of demons She shrieks sharply through the iron gatethat is closed against my pervading spirit.Poems by ErinB