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steven-paul-klocke-ii
steven-paul-klocke-ii
American
I am broken, I am a machine in need of repair What's wrong with me? Why do I feel the urges? When I have a purpose.. A reason to be happy But I want more It's so stupid To see something shiny and grab for it Knowing full well you'd be better without it
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC
Malfunction
Cheers, It's been a long time since I've seen your face Thought I'd bring a beer for old times sake I poured it right over your head And left the bottle to honor the dead We were supposed to share our first drink But this rainy day can make one think All the things I could say All your laughter made my day Losing dad was hard enough Losing you now is just too much To the old man in the big chair How I wish I could be there To toast a beer on this day My 21st birthday is not the same
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Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 8:56 AM UTC
To the old man
I run my fingers on the wall Paint cracked and old I close my simple wooden door The one that never shuts all the way My house will be auctioned off today How long till I have no home Till there is no squeaky bed No place to lay my head I do not want to have to roam I just want to be home
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Feb 25, 2013
Feb 25, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
Home
fate is a cruel mistress whose icy hand churns our stomachs and poisons our minds at the flick of a finger and whisper words of sadness and of dark memorys that blacken the brightest lights and in a language only she knows she speaks, an untimely end for us all
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Nov 20, 2011
Nov 20, 2011 at 10:38 PM UTC
Fate
From Reville promptly played at 0630 Untill the sunset Taps at Arlington Remember Those in uniform Because some gave all And they deserve our thanks They have earned our respect Bow your heads in reverence For those who fight For those who fought For those who are missing For those who are prisoners For those who gave their lives Freedom isn't free and it never will be Remember the price they pay to all those in uniform or any one who has ever worn oone i salute you for your service to this great nation http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/2/25/Taps_on_bugle.ogg
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Nov 10, 2011
Nov 10, 2011 at 10:09 PM UTC
Veterans day
I remember the greatest man i ever knew A role model to all through and through I remember him as my guide Always there by my side From simply helping him bake a cake To swimming a mile in a lake The first to give whenever needed Loving and generous, never conceited A great father and a fantastic scout Of this no one could ever doubt Today I Remember when it was said Steven your father is dead Fell asleep watching T.V. Never knowing Star Trek would be the last thing he would see I do not pretend to be strong Seven years is way too long Without my dad How could i be anything but sad I know he watches over me I wonder what exactly does he see? Today I remember all the pain The fights the hurt and the strain But i also remember as a boy The love the laughter and the joy I guess what im trying to say Is that ill always remember you till the last day Keep watch over us dad, And we watch for you All of your lessons, that you taught us to be true Rest in Peace Steven Paul Klocke 11/7/1959 - 10/11/2004 we love and miss you very much
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Oct 12, 2011
Oct 12, 2011 at 6:51 PM UTC
Today I Remember
...oh where have the years gone as tomorrow approaches near. how have they passed never shedding a tear. in mourning and sorrow i stand at your grave. waiting for the Lord to make a knight out of this lowly nave. Six years since i saw your smile. waiting by your grave all the while. Rest in peace my father remember your son. for soon the day shall pass when his time is done Rest in peace my father as the years go by. for i shall love you always until i too shall die. R.I.P. Steven Paul Klocke Born 11/7/1959-Died 10/11/2004
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 9:36 PM UTC
October the 11th
For even though you Are far away The love I have Has never faded Eventually I will Realize that being a dad Surely is the best **** job ever And honestly You were the best at it I love you dad
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 9:35 PM UTC
Fathers day
being eighteen means that ive had six birthdays without you means you never got the chance to teach me to be an adult means im off to college means im off to the real world and your not in it any more tears of my youth now drip in to my adult life because being eighteen doesnt mean i dont love you doesnt mean i dont miss you because i do and i mean that i wanted you to watch me become a man i wanted you to see me off to college to get my Eagle scout award to have some one make me into a man instead of stumbling towards the right direction but I love you adult in the eyes of the law but I'll always be your son your little boy and you'll always be my father and I'll always love u R.I.P.Steven Klocke beloved father and friend
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 5:48 PM UTC
Being eighteen means...
Even as I grow up All I have learned Generated from Living as a scout Everybody proud of me Started when you said I Could fly with the Eagles Only took me 7 years Under your wing I fly Till the end A tribute to my dad. The man who taught me how to fly with eagles. Ill fly with you again someday. I love you.
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Oct 3, 2011
Oct 3, 2011 at 5:42 PM UTC
Eagle Scout