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Poetry posted in this category are works of fiction. Names, places, characters, events, and incidents are created by the authors' imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblances to actual persons (living or dead), organizations, companies, events, or locales are entirely coincidental.
Note: While authors are asked to place warnings on their stories for some moderated content, everyone has different thresholds, and it is your responsibility as a reader to avoid stories or stop reading if something bothers you. 

Mark's Poem Archive - 1. Birthday boy

Birthday boy fighting myself awake, the weight on my legs pinning me down,

Struggling away from the skeletal, grey figure standing over me,

Breathing in, trying to suck my chest away from the bony finger poking it,

My silent alarm clock was awakening me again,

“Four forty five!” I had slept for an hour, but with no peace,

As I fought back my past, A familiar blackness creeping up my body as flashes of the past appeared,

 

The weight lifted from my legs, followed by a snort by my head,

As my dog shook himself awake too, patting his head

“Morning boy,” Then wafting away a fluffy tail, as my cat awoke too,

Stretching his legs across my chest and claws sank in as he yawned, Turning my face to him,

“Morning baby boy,” lifting him from me,

A taste of whiskey on my breath, as I sat up and reached for my clothes to dress,

I wasn’t on a bed I was on my couch, pushed up to my desk,

The desk I had left but an hour before, now strewn with open books and paper,

Why did it matter that the data I collected meant nothing it kept me awake,

Going to the sink to make coffee and staring out at the pure white nothingness,

 

Nothing, there was nothing but a sparse line of trees on the horizon,

The blackness threatened to rise again, making me growl “not today,”

“Yes!” It’s my Eighteenth birthday, followed by “yeah right”,

Like it would be different from any other birthday, or Christmas?

No cards, no gifts not even a well wisher, it didn’t matter I lied,

Biting back the anger, as I slammed down my half empty cup,

Glancing up at the ceiling and the empty room above, the core of my pain,

“I said not today, leave me alone!” grabbing my coat and flat cap,

Then pushing my feet into ice cold boots, and picking up my shotgun,

 

Opening the door wide, and breathing in a lungful of pure air,

Looking down at my best friend gazing up at me, eyes bright coat gleaming,

Tail wagging madly, his tongue hung sideways from his mouth,

Grinning down at him, let’s go get us a birthday, rabbit,

Laughing as I watch him race down the already cleared path,

Barking with excitement not looking back, and calling after him,

“Wait for me you dope, it’s my birthday not yours.”

Copyright © 2012 Mark92; All Rights Reserved.
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comicfan

The loneliness of this rolls through it and into the reader. Alone and the only friends and family are the pets that keep the depression at bay. Powerful piece Mark. Something I am glad to have found and read.

 

Wayne.

 

PS - if this is as close to home as I fear you better start passing on your address so you can get cards from your friends all around the world for all the special events in your life.

Cailen

Cailen Poem Rating OVERALL: 9/10

Setting: 10/10 We know exactly where you are

Content: 9/10 Well developed and strong

Flow: 9/10 Only a few hiccups in continuity

Poignancy: 9/10 Extremely moving

Grammar: 8/10 Needs so work

 

A lover is someone who would suffer any reality, only to turn around and offer anything for love.

Like so many things about you, you amaze me, wonderful work.

 

Cailen

Frostina

I second Wayne's 'PS' btw!

 

But, well, all i got to say, Mark, is wow! you have so much emotion rolling off of your words in that poem! it just tugs at the heart strings!

 

A friend of mine told me, life sometimes deals us unfair cards, but, sometimes, u can with even with the oddest hand! :) so... Let's just hope the rest of the deck favours the cards you've been dealt! :)

:hug:

Frosty

Marzipan

The cat, the dog they farm, they are important to you. The routines and daily regime shine through too. I hope your next Bday will be less lonely and every day before that have much much meaning in it.

 

I'm glad you joined GA :) More of these poems. Thank you so much for sharing this!

 

Ps. I can only guess what you mean with the darkness and the empty room. If you want to talk about it, I'm here.

 

"Glancing up at the ceiling and the empty room above, the core of my pain,"

 

**shivers**

Mark92
On 05/10/2011 05:39 AM, Marzipan said:
The cat, the dog they farm, they are important to you. The routines and daily regime shine through too. I hope your next Bday will be less lonely and every day before that have much much meaning in it.

 

I'm glad you joined GA :) More of these poems. Thank you so much for sharing this!

 

Ps. I can only guess what you mean with the darkness and the empty room. If you want to talk about it, I'm here.

 

"Glancing up at the ceiling and the empty room above, the core of my pain,"

 

**shivers**

Hi Maria,see i do know your name really, just like calling you mars lol. Thankyou so much for your kind words, yes there is a lot more too it and i'm slowly getting it out there. Mark
Mark92
On 05/07/2011 07:55 PM, Nephylim said:
That was an amazing powerful piece of writing. SO much packed into such a small space. I so want to hug him and make him a cake. maybe he;ll find one in the wood
Hi Nephylim, Glad you liked it, and you can hug and make me a cake anytime, but please dont leave it in the wood the foxes and badgers will get it. Thankyou for your review, so much more to tell, :) Mark
Mark92
On 05/07/2011 04:17 AM, Frostina said:
I second Wayne's 'PS' btw!

 

But, well, all i got to say, Mark, is wow! you have so much emotion rolling off of your words in that poem! it just tugs at the heart strings!

 

A friend of mine told me, life sometimes deals us unfair cards, but, sometimes, u can with even with the oddest hand! :) so... Let's just hope the rest of the deck favours the cards you've been dealt! :)

:hug:

Frosty

Hello Frosty, thankyou so much, I think the world of you but you know that or should.Onward and upward as they say, its just a very steep climb, Thankyou again xxxx Mark :)
Mark92
On 05/07/2011 01:47 AM, comicfan said:
The loneliness of this rolls through it and into the reader. Alone and the only friends and family are the pets that keep the depression at bay. Powerful piece Mark. Something I am glad to have found and read.

 

Wayne.

 

PS - if this is as close to home as I fear you better start passing on your address so you can get cards from your friends all around the world for all the special events in your life.

Hi Comic, Your a cool guy even if you do tease me lol Thankyou for the review :). Yes its very close to home thats exactly how it happened. Thanks for the offer of sending cards but ecards will be just as welcomed :) Mark
Mark92
On 05/07/2011 01:54 AM, Cailen said:
Cailen Poem Rating OVERALL: 9/10

Setting: 10/10 We know exactly where you are

Content: 9/10 Well developed and strong

Flow: 9/10 Only a few hiccups in continuity

Poignancy: 9/10 Extremely moving

Grammar: 8/10 Needs so work

 

A lover is someone who would suffer any reality, only to turn around and offer anything for love.

Like so many things about you, you amaze me, wonderful work.

 

Cailen

Hi Cailen, I want to take this opportunity to thankyou for everything you help me with. :) I know your a tough cookie to please which makes me work harder. Thanyou Cailen :) Mark
Mark92
On 05/07/2011 01:47 AM, comicfan said:
The loneliness of this rolls through it and into the reader. Alone and the only friends and family are the pets that keep the depression at bay. Powerful piece Mark. Something I am glad to have found and read.

 

Wayne.

 

PS - if this is as close to home as I fear you better start passing on your address so you can get cards from your friends all around the world for all the special events in your life.

Hi Comic, Your a cool guy even if you do tease me lol Thankyou for the review :). Yes its very close to home thats exactly how it happened. Thanks for the offer of sending cards but ecards will be just as welcomed :) Mark
Mark92
On 10/09/2011 12:49 AM, Billy Martin said:
The poem is powerful and sings of hope with each new day. Thank you for sharing a piece of yourself with us. I hope each birthday in the future is filled with love, hope, and joy. smile.png*HUGS*
Awww Billy thats so sweet thank you :hug:

I already know this birthday is going to be huge for me so many friends and all on GA and my boyfriend. Without him and the support of you guys dont think I would have made it :hugs Thanks again

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