"greeley" poems - Hello Poetry

Sunny day in June, the tenth to be exact The horrible day my sister was attacked Beth was in the house, her friend Mark outside She was cleaning,he in the yard kept with pride Beth Anne was on hands and knees scrubbing the floor When she heard real gunshots, at least she swore Snuck to the window and peered out with care On the rocky driveway, saw Mark sprawled out there Been shot three times in his back,lay in his blood Beth saw her ex...with a .38 he stood While terrified, behind the aquarium she ducked Brad blundered in dressed in hunters camouflage- **** Her heart hammering in her ears, bursts of short breaths Saw him through the murky water, planning two deaths Beth Anne cowered down praying to her dear Lord He found her, pulled her up by the hair, fired once more The bullet blew off her ear and traveled on down Collapsed her lungs, in her blood she would drown Brad disappeared and the firing just stopped For Mexico he fled, red ranger with white top Beth dragged herself the complete length of the rug Called 911, shed been shot...head ringing from slug She was determined to live, wouldn't give up the fight But then she passed out endangering her plight Came the Greeley police, fire trucks, EMT's Assessed the situation, perp further he flees They all worked on Mark, too late he was dead One smart responder....woman shot in the head They spreading out rushed the house, found my sis Beth was unresponsive, victim almost missed Speeding to Weld County General, sirens blaring Got her in the ER cut off what she was wearing O.R. She went with damage extensive Not much hope, docs and staff apprehensive For many hours they sawed, pinned, stitched and closed The ICU threat of infection posed Her body and face were unrecognizable Family stood believing the impossible Appeared an Adonis with blonde hair and blue eyes Talk of afterlife evidently not lies Her guardian angel told Beth he was there Would appear much later, in death they would share

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Sep 14, 2013

Sep 14, 2013 at 6:47 PM UTC

bernadette-rivera

The Monster In Camouflage

Sunny day in June, the tenth to be exact The horrible day my sister was attacked Beth was in the house, her friend Mark outside She was cleaning,he in the yard kept with pride Beth Anne was on hands and knees scrubbing the floor When she heard real gunshots, at least she swore Snuck to the window and peered out with care On the rocky driveway, saw Mark sprawled out there Been shot three times in his back,lay in his blood Beth saw her ex...with a .38 he stood While terrified, behind the aquarium she ducked Brad blundered in dressed in hunters camouflage- **** Her heart hammering in her ears, bursts of short breaths Saw him through the murky water, planning two deaths Beth Anne cowered down praying to her dear Lord He found her, pulled her up by the hair, fired once more The bullet blew off her ear and traveled on down Collapsed her lungs, in her blood she would drown Brad disappeared and the firing just stopped For Mexico he fled, red ranger with white top Beth dragged herself the complete length of the rug Called 911, shed been shot...head ringing from slug She was determined to live, wouldn't give up the fight But then she passed out endangering her plight Came the Greeley police, fire trucks, EMT's Assessed the situation, perp further he flees They all worked on Mark, too late he was dead One smart responder....woman shot in the head They spreading out rushed the house, found my sis Beth was unresponsive, victim almost missed Speeding to Weld County General, sirens blaring Got her in the ER cut off what she was wearing O.R. She went with damage extensive Not much hope, docs and staff apprehensive For many hours they sawed, pinned, stitched and closed The ICU threat of infection posed Her body and face were unrecognizable Family stood believing the impossible Appeared an Adonis with blonde hair and blue eyes Talk of afterlife evidently not lies Her guardian angel told Beth he was there Would appear much later, in death they would share

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Ordinary sadness today But I did talk to my Q Snows of Kilimanjaro Carolina blue Father Greeley at my side Postcards. Just a few. For her. And them. And us. Silence seeping through. Do wah diddy do

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Sep 2, 2021

Sep 2, 2021 at 4:34 PM UTC

myqualyxians

The importance of being Ernest.

Ordinary sadness today But I did talk to my Q Snows of Kilimanjaro Carolina blue Father Greeley at my side Postcards. Just a few. For her. And them. And us. Silence seeping through. Do wah diddy do

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at night I reach out and scoop the lights from the rolling black plain, all jewels and boysenberry syrup.

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Apr 5, 2014

Apr 5, 2014 at 8:36 PM UTC

broooke

Blackberry Greeley

at night I reach out and scoop the lights from the rolling black plain, all jewels and boysenberry syrup.

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That quote out there, I say Edmund Burke still true today Not much you can do about evil, he replies But like Zacchaeus, give up your money ties I mention Fr. Greeley and madness No way to know if he knows my sadness My mind anxious, troubled, fairy-filled Illusion? Confusion? Mystery - willed? Still unsure, but the Book of Kells is divine Like to think they might give me a sign ☘️ Good luck in rhyme!

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Mar 9, 2019

Mar 9, 2019 at 5:14 PM UTC

myqualyxians

Encounter at Trinity College, Dublin

That quote out there, I say Edmund Burke still true today Not much you can do about evil, he replies But like Zacchaeus, give up your money ties I mention Fr. Greeley and madness No way to know if he knows my sadness My mind anxious, troubled, fairy-filled Illusion? Confusion? Mystery - willed? Still unsure, but the Book of Kells is divine Like to think they might give me a sign ☘️ Good luck in rhyme!

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The architecture in DC is interesting Politics, influence, beauty, money City at Night! City at Night! Worth the drive Worth the cost Gratefully my son Michael Gerson is thankfully dead George W. Aging Andrew Greeley was right 53 and she still wears boots Maybe a sportswriter turn the paging The Valley of the Gun Protection!

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Jan 10, 2023

Jan 10, 2023 at 2:26 AM UTC

myqualyxians

La Ciudad

The architecture in DC is interesting Politics, influence, beauty, money City at Night! City at Night! Worth the drive Worth the cost Gratefully my son Michael Gerson is thankfully dead George W. Aging Andrew Greeley was right 53 and she still wears boots Maybe a sportswriter turn the paging The Valley of the Gun Protection!

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don't quite believe in magic but we had a sweet jet Black Lab life in the end is tragic Father Greeley and the cab in autumn the dead return he spoke fondly of Samhain I've got a Halloween Head wayfaring strangers in my brain!

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Sep 15, 2019

Sep 15, 2019 at 3:43 PM UTC

myqualyxians

troublin' Dublin

don't quite believe in magic but we had a sweet jet Black Lab life in the end is tragic Father Greeley and the cab in autumn the dead return he spoke fondly of Samhain I've got a Halloween Head wayfaring strangers in my brain!

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early morning grey Greeley Violet's cats woke me up and I left her roommate taking a hit upstairs, just wanted to leave, just wanted to leave, didn't want to think that this was the same kind of life you were living. i'm still not used to this you that I don't even know still not used to this you that was there all along.

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Mar 31, 2014

Mar 31, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC

broooke

Part 15.

early morning grey Greeley Violet's cats woke me up and I left her roommate taking a hit upstairs, just wanted to leave, just wanted to leave, didn't want to think that this was the same kind of life you were living. i'm still not used to this you that I don't even know still not used to this you that was there all along.

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Up at night and writing What else can I do? She's a schizophrenic Pondicherry Zoo Father Greeley was a fighter Chicago's Irish eyes Told the truth about Iraq George W. Lies I've been to Arizona Rode the Tucson Train Somewhere Across the Border Is the Purple Rain She's also colossally selfish Now I'm 55 Not doing very well But grateful to be alive I've ...

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Oct 22, 2024

Oct 22, 2024 at 2:24 AM UTC

myqualyxians

Untitled

Up at night and writing What else can I do? She's a schizophrenic Pondicherry Zoo Father Greeley was a fighter Chicago's Irish eyes Told the truth about Iraq George W. Lies I've been to Arizona Rode the Tucson Train Somewhere Across the Border Is the Purple Rain She's also colossally selfish Now I'm 55 Not doing very well But grateful to be alive I've ...

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