Danielle White Poet Rhyme

Insanity and Firearms

Too late to chart the Zodiac,
paint the doors and windows black,
buried memories coming back,
cooking cocaine, making crack.

Poison love that drove them mad,
good intentions all gone bad,
tender hearts now ironclad,
kin that wore the Douglas plaid.

Darkness overpowers light,
daylight must succumb to night,
pigments blackened blinding sight,
weary souls give up the fight.

Though I strove to do no harm,
(insanity and firearms)
curse dressed up in Southern charm,
no one heard the shrill alarm.

One by one my victims fall,
my love killed them, one and all,
lined them up against the wall,
my presence cast a deadly pall.


©Danielle White

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Zach Kaplan September 25, 2009 at 9:39 AM Hi Mom! I like your poetry a lot!

Carrie Richards September 22, 2009 at 7:56 AM The darkness that fell the others....weighs heavily on troubled shoulders...but one cannot take the blame for choices made by other sad souls. Blessings and comfort always.

Carolyn Devonshire September 22, 2009 at 7:50 AM Danielle, it's so sad when "Darkness ovepowers llight" and "weary souls give up the fight." When you combine drugs and firearms, there is never a good outcome. Very compelling write that a lot of people need to read! Love, Carolyn (Hope you are doing well -- haven't seen you online for a while.)

Carol Sunshine Brown September 22, 2009 at 5:51 AM Danielle, what a great day this is to see a poem here written by you. Thank you for sharing your outstanding writing today. Love and blessings to you and yours always, Carol