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Favorite book: the book of poems,
Member Since: May 28, 2010

Featured Writing

my good luck, or no luck,

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 4, 2012
i wrote this at starbucks, lol, thanks for coffee and...
Tags:luck, troubled, hardship, losers

moon brighten, sky for haunted nights!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Dec 2, 2011
i wrote this i had i talk with some from booksie, and it...
Tags:nightmare, moon, dreams, nature, fears, stars

the_dead_poet

i am poet

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Nov 11, 2011
this is for the ct contest,
Tags:poetry, writing, passion, knowledge

the unforgotten solders!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 24, 2011
this is in memory, and dedication, also for a...
Tags:honor, pain, war, sad, morning, dead, storm, glory, graveyard

dark sky, to morning light

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 12, 2011
hello i was just writing of my perfect place! some lines...
Tags:rain, happy, camp, stars, places, fires

jail days

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 1, 2011
this will prolly in to my book when it is finished, but...
Tags:feelings, lost, jail, hardship

the diary of my dear!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 19, 2011
i might make this a story, i think its a good start, and...
Tags:love, dogs, depression, hurt, alone, desolation, lost, passion, frustration, dairy

assassin to our heart!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 12, 2011
i guess this was a long time in the making so it was the...
Tags:life, inspiration, greatest, understanding, choices, mistake, inspire

your the horn of my salvation

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jan 9, 2011
i have no ideal, who i was talking to but i think that's...
Tags:salvation, strong, wisdom, courage, rock, knowledge, attributes

i guess its just the guess who

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Dec 5, 2010
i was just feeling this way so wrote this the tittle...
Tags:poetry, life, pain, loneliness, lost, words, seasons

knights assembled under god

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Oct 24, 2010
i left the authors notes just to tell what inspired this...
Tags:death, god, dark, history, blood, age, land, medieval

our empire of disaster

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 28, 2010
the way i was viewing the world and the decision that...
Tags:destruction, life, government, lust, humanity, pride, greed, awakening, righteousness, envy, lazy

time is my cage

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 14, 2010
just something i thought of in a moment!
Tags:life, cell, prison, cage

Peaceful Graveyard

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 10, 2010
i dont now what to say in a summary,poems speaks for...
Tags:love, death, animals, life, suicide, nature, passion, grave, yard

The great wonderful museum

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 3, 2010
i wrote this so words would play a part in something...
Tags:poetry, life, emotions, integrity, honest, museum

epic tale in which we love

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 21, 2010
i dont know just was feeling this way so i wrote this,
Tags:love, suffering, heart, passion, brake

will you

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 11, 2010
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Tags:love, life, moment, pasion

THE ROOT OF ME

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 7, 2010
i found this poem in the draw, it was written when i was...
Tags:horror, life, nightmare, dream

your internal n external

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 5, 2010
just something i just wrote just now,
Tags:love, passion

DEVOIR

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 30, 2010
i tryed to write something, sorry readers you have to...
Tags:love, life, true, passion, romancelove

road

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
follow this one readers, it seems real silly, but think...
Tags:life, lost, path, funny, finding, strugle, hummer

Writing Portfolio

my good luck, or no luck,

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 4, 2012
i wrote this at starbucks, lol, thanks for coffee and...

The statue of liberty

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jan 20, 2012
all great poems come with great ideals!!! this is not...

moon brighten, sky for haunted nights!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Dec 2, 2011
i wrote this i had i talk with some from booksie, and it...

im captured in something!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Nov 20, 2011
word

i am poet

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Nov 11, 2011
this is for the ct contest,

the unforgotten solders!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 24, 2011
this is in memory, and dedication, also for a...

just let me write it all

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 2, 2011
word!

trapped in moods!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 22, 2011
i kinda just wrote this, and found some meaning in it,...

the wonder why?

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 21, 2011
i just started writing and this come out, from one line,...

dark sky, to morning light

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 12, 2011
hello i was just writing of my perfect place! some lines...

i hope you cry very hard

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 14, 2011
hello i wrote this on one take, off the top of my head,...

the lamb of lions

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 8, 2011
word

jail days

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 1, 2011
this will prolly in to my book when it is finished, but...

the diary of my dear!(book)

Novel by the dead poet
Posted: Apr 12, 2011
i wrote this as a poem, but i cant add more to it, so...

the diary of my dear!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 19, 2011
i might make this a story, i think its a good start, and...

dagger of friends

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 15, 2011
hello! i just went on booksie and wrote this fee hand,...

assassin to our heart!

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Mar 12, 2011
i guess this was a long time in the making so it was the...

vigilante lover (music challenge i love the way you lie)

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jan 16, 2011
the music challenge, i just wish i had more time, i...

your the horn of my salvation

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jan 9, 2011
i have no ideal, who i was talking to but i think that's...

oh lord

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Dec 19, 2010
i thing this one will speak for it self, im sure!

i guess its just the guess who

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Dec 5, 2010
i was just feeling this way so wrote this the tittle...

knights assembled under god

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Oct 24, 2010
i left the authors notes just to tell what inspired this...

our empire of disaster

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 28, 2010
the way i was viewing the world and the decision that...

time is my cage

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 14, 2010
just something i thought of in a moment!

read me as you wish

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Sep 10, 2010
word

teacher poem

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 6, 2010
word

beach shore side

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Aug 6, 2010
word

alone with my omens

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 23, 2010
word

Peaceful Graveyard

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 10, 2010
i dont now what to say in a summary,poems speaks for...

Demigod

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 5, 2010
word

The great wonderful museum

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jul 3, 2010
i wrote this so words would play a part in something...

echo the love

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 27, 2010
it was a moment, i wrote this awhile ago but maybe tru i...

epic tale in which we love

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 21, 2010
i dont know just was feeling this way so i wrote this,

tyranney

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 18, 2010
this just kinda come out like this,

dream for the fate

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 15, 2010
dreams and fate,

drunk mans cheer

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 13, 2010
just messing around wote like fast i could write it.

will you

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 11, 2010
e

D (HAIKU)

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 10, 2010
W

slim (haiku)

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 10, 2010
word

THE ROOT OF ME

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 7, 2010
i found this poem in the draw, it was written when i was...

your internal n external

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 5, 2010
just something i just wrote just now,

really late for work

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 4, 2010
i was just being silly i was late for work so i come home...

whrling wind of time

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 2, 2010
word

hope for the word of no faith

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: Jun 1, 2010
somthing i just wrote

DEVOIR

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 30, 2010
i tryed to write something, sorry readers you have to...

tale of the storm

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
story about a girl hard to tell.

dead?

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
word

road

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
follow this one readers, it seems real silly, but think...

ungly

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
word

time in a distance

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 29, 2010
word

HONEST TRUTH AND LIES

Poem by the dead poet
Posted: May 28, 2010
JUST SOMETHING I JUST WROTE.



what could someone say,

what could i say

to some up me,

how could we,

some up you in a line!!!

i have not yet the wisdom,

or the strength,

to carry you though,

a few lines of me!

i give my name!

trevor wade,

let me start with the opening line,

i will  finish the rest later!!!!!!

my bio for now,

but the book never closes

 

Every age has its own poetry; in every age the circumstances of history choose a nation, a race, a class to take up the torch by creating situations that can be expressed or transcended only through poetry.
 

 i wanted to post some of my faverite poems on to booksie by people who i like! so hear are some!

  And Death Shall Have No Dominion
 

  And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.



Dylan Thomas
 

 

A Boy Named Sue

 
 

  Well, my daddy left home when I was three,
and he didn't leave much to Ma and me,
just this old guitar and a bottle of booze.
Now I don't blame him because he run and hid,
but the meanest thing that he ever did was
before he left he went and named me Sue.

Well, he must have thought it was quite a joke,
and it got lots of laughs from a lot of folks,
it seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
and some guy would laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue.

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean.
My fist got hard and my wits got keen.
Roamed from town to town to hide my shame,
but I made me a vow to the moon and the stars,
I'd search the honky tonks and bars and kill
that man that gave me that awful name.

But it was Gatlinburg in mid July and I had
just hit town and my throat was dry.
I'd thought i'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon in a street of mud
and at a table dealing stud sat the dirty,
mangy dog that named me Sue.

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
from a worn-out picture that my mother had
and I knew the scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old
and I looked at him and my blood ran cold,
and I said, 'My name is Sue. How do you do?
Now you're gonna die.' Yeah, that's what I told him.

Well, I hit him right between the eyes and he went down
but to my surprise he came up with a knife
and cut off a piece of my ear. But I busted a chair
right across his teeth. And we crashed through
the wall and into the street kicking and a-gouging
in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell you I've fought tougher men but I really can't remember when.
He kicked like a mule and bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laughin' and then I heard him cussin',
he went for his gun and I pulled mine first.
He stood there looking at me and I saw him smile.

And he said, 'Son, this world is rough and if
a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
and I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along.
So I gave you that name and I said 'Goodbye'.
I knew you'd have to get tough or die. And it's
that name that helped to make you strong.'

Yeah, he said, 'Now you have just fought one
helluva fight, and I know you hate me and you've
got the right to kill me now and I wouldn't blame you
if you do. But you ought to thank me
before I die for the gravel in your guts and the spit
in your eye because I'm the guy that named you Sue.'
Yeah, what could I do? What could I do?

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun,
called him pa and he called me a son,
and I came away with a different point of view
and I think about him now and then.
Every time I tried, every time I win and if I
ever have a son I think I am gonna name him
Bill or George - anything but Sue.




Sheldon Allan Silverstein
 

 Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,


And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.    by Robert frost

 

THE PEACFULL GRAVEYARD

 
The tenderness, in the graveyard,
the perfect place for a writers touch,
so calm, with the harmony of souls
playing  so elegantly in to the night.
the way the wind shifts and clatters
with each echoing  sound.
 
the place where flowers bloom
in the fields of darkness and death,
and the trees weep and cry humming
a similar tune.with the wind blowing
dupree from the  earth, scattering
 the elements across the landscape.
 
the animals seem to flack to the dead
a honest place to bed there head,
with out the annoyance of humans in sight,
the evilness is beneath the soil.
the place in the graveyard
that shall not be tainted by the living.
like the rest of the world!
 

I seem to admire the irony,

how things can  blossom in death,

and bloom in darkness,

and the sun still rises and falls the same way,

no changes in good or misfortune,

alive or dead,well or in panic,

i know people complain of suicide

begging for affection or attention,

but stop and listen to the souls in the wind

playing in the night with harmony and conviction,

in there lost innocence,

maybe they envy the living.try to take

a lesson from the dead, life is short,

 love your self and admire the dead.

we all will have a plot in the graveyard someday,

that's are only common ground that we share!

 WRITTEN BY TREVOR WADE!   AKA THE DEAD POET! holds and reserves all right to this material

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