More poetry soon I promise

I haven't been writing much poetry...in fact I have been working on creating a poetry portfolio for Radar. I have also been reading a lot. Finished seven books in the last week. ON eight and nine right now. (I read more than one book at a time)

Well, I am making dinner tonight for the rest of the Coven, even though, I have no appetite. Oh well, Gotta run

T.O. Marsh

No idea why im doing this

I really am at a loss as to why I am doing this.

We post random facts everyday we can anyway...oh well here goes.

1. Each blogger must post these rules first.
2. Each blogger starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Blogger s that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things.
4. At the end of your blog,you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.
5. Don't forget to leave them a comment,telling them that they've been tagged and to read your blog

My 8 Random Facts:
1. I don't know why Radar mentioned me instead of Echo
2. I really have no idea where Echo went anyway
3. I hate doing these things
4. Cucumber Melon reminds me of something I can't quite put my finger on
5. I miss being able to sleep
6. This computer screen is really bright
7. Then again, the room is realy dark
8. Lilac needs help with her english.


I tag....
Jasken
Ash
Storm
Gemini
Crab
Julien
Sonar
Echo

Although I know that few of them will respond to this anyhow.

Whatever. I am going back outside to watch stars and clouds and listen to the wind blow the trees around.

BYE

T.O. Marsh

Remaining Forever

The walls around
Hold an empty space
Inside them, I sit
In this forgotten place

Their memories weak
Mine lit on fire
Like waves crushing
My last desire

Forlorn and longing
For illusions and dreams
Things that once were, but
No longer what it seems

The sky is the ceiling
Only walls that surround
The only way in is through
The door on the ground

Time has killed us
Only I inside
Their surfaces now rot
For they truly died

This now empty space
Sends illusions of pain
Holding nothing back
Not leaves, wind or rain

This is no more a shelter
It is broken down and old
Time has consumed it
With termites and mold

Each floorboard holds footsteps
These walls here can talk
The gold fallen staircase
Still holds their walk

The leaves wither here
And flow freely through
The room that once held
more colors than blue

Colors, everything fading
Save the memories in my heart
If only I could truly forget
Or go back and restart

I've tried leaving it behind
To forget and move on
But it's hard remaining forever
When the ones you love are dead and gone