Nathan D. Poet Rhyme

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 February 23, 2015 at 12:11 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 February 1, 2015 at 4:08 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 December 5, 2014 at 9:40 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 September 12, 2014 at 12:15 PM WOW! This is such an excellent piece! Very well done! Pandita

Len Gasun May 24, 2014 at 12:03 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 May 22, 2014 at 11:46 PM Nice rhymes :) :) Enjoyed! :) Thanks for your kind words on my poem Nature! :) Wishes---

Ravi Sathasivam May 22, 2014 at 8:18 AM Excellent. Well penned. Enjoyed it. Tfs

Farhana Akter May 21, 2014 at 7:08 PM Enjoy it

Andrea Dietrich May 21, 2014 at 5:12 PM NO matter, Nathan. It is a nicely rhymed poem and I enjoyed it.

Robert Lindley May 21, 2014 at 2:31 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 May 21, 2014 at 1:55 PM Well rhymed and well penned Nathan, nice one <*> James :)

John Michaels May 21, 2014 at 12:43 PM Like the rhythm and flow of this; the rhymes work well to convey the emotions of the poet. Very nice...

Jessica Thompson May 21, 2014 at 12:25 PM I like the flow in this poem, and the way you use your wording. Good read, and enjoyed it. TFS :)

Jacqueline R. Mendoza May 21, 2014 at 12:25 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 May 21, 2014 at 12:10 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 May 1, 2014 at 1:30 PM FANTASTIC WRITER UP.

Scott Thirtyseven April 23, 2014 at 6:25 AM Love the "no one is safe...", Excellent work.

Poet Destroyer A April 22, 2014 at 9:25 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