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The Killing Season

give me a reason to take the pain in this season of heavy rain I was a glass gong just waiting to be shattered but I feared for so long that nothing else mattered so keep your faith and your broken word no one is safe from the double edge sword now I just want to know how to be who I was but I can't let go its not what a warrior does so bring on the pain and screw the reason because in this rain its the killing season note....I cant believe how many lines start with and in this poem I have my plate and fork out and am ready to eat crow

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Debbie Duncan

Date: 2/23/2015 12:11:00 AM

Well I like it just fine, Thanks for coming to read my WALLs,,,, my spirits most always free, most often when I go to dreamland :)

Paul Callus

Date: 2/1/2015 4:08:00 AM

In life most things are like double-edged swords...just like pills & love and their side effects. But we can't stay caged all our lives in fear of repercussions....courage is the way ahead. // paul

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/5/2014 9:40:00 PM

Nathan, I believe I have commented on all your poems. By the way, how is PD? Are you guys together? I heard she is down. Wish she would write me a soupmail or something!!!

Pandita Sietesantos

Date: 9/12/2014 12:15:00 PM

WOW! This is such an excellent piece! Very well done! Pandita

Len Gasun

Date: 5/24/2014 12:03:00 PM

Hi, my very dear friend & bro. Nathan. You've penned a great rhyme poem here with nice flow like a lyric of a song. A very creative work which I enjoyed reading tonight. Thank u so much for sharing. TYSM as well for your kind visit on my poems. It was my great honor. Have a nice wkend. Sending u big hugs with my dearest sis & bff Linda. love lots always & 4evr friend, Leo

Saba Khan

Date: 5/22/2014 11:46:00 PM

Nice rhymes :) :) Enjoyed! :) Thanks for your kind words on my poem Nature! :) Wishes---

Ravi Sathasivam

Date: 5/22/2014 8:18:00 AM

Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed it. Tfs

Farhana Akter

Date: 5/21/2014 7:08:00 PM

Enjoy it

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/21/2014 5:12:00 PM

NO matter, Nathan. It is a nicely rhymed poem and I enjoyed it.

Robert Lindley

Date: 5/21/2014 2:31:00 PM

A river of powerful force you painted in this write. The mental force of a warrior's spirit. As part Native American I see truth and pain blended in that cold, dark rain! Truly excellent use of rhyme and flow to paint the unseen force! Bravo!!

James Fraser

Date: 5/21/2014 1:55:00 PM

Well rhymed and well penned Nathan, nice one <*> James :)

John Michaels

Date: 5/21/2014 12:43:00 PM

Like the rhythm and flow of this; the rhymes work well to convey the emotions of the poet. Very nice...

Jessica Thompson

Date: 5/21/2014 12:25:00 PM

I like the flow in this poem, and the way you use your wording. Good read, and enjoyed it. TFS :)

Jacqueline R. Mendoza

Date: 5/21/2014 12:25:00 PM

Rhyme poem something I wish to have when I'm writing my spiritual poems. I'm the disabled and I do want a scooter myself, just imagine me walking with a cane carrying heavy load, thank you for your comment.

Jan Allison

Date: 5/21/2014 12:10:00 PM

Nothing will ever tempt me to turn veggie. I see a few song lyrics/titles in here or is it just pure coincidence - love my music 'nothing else matters' awesome track - forgive my ramblings probably nothing to do with the write! Hugs Jan and thanks for you lovely comment on my page. xxxx

John Chizoba Vincent

Date: 5/1/2014 1:30:00 PM

FANTASTIC WRITER UP.

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 4/23/2014 6:25:00 AM

Love the "no one is safe...", Excellent work.

Poet Destroyer A

Date: 4/22/2014 9:25:00 PM

LOL, I don't know why, but I feel like killing ZOMBIES all of a sudden. Forget the cattle. Lets, eat fresh meat.... LOL, Don't do anything unearthly, YEAH! Cows, matter. sending love and hugs. PSSSSS....by the way, a gong, can't be glass. Just metal... But, in this case, I see a metaphor going crack, and not gooooong.... Anyways, I love the sound of broken glass. .... always and forever YOURS ~ Poet WonderStone. :)XOXOXOX XOXO XOX XOX ~ Linda