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Business is booming and there's no end in sight, Death came to a huge
decision tonight.
He called in his partners Pain and Sorrow and said "we're holding auditions
tomorrow."
"Auditions, Pain asked, what are you looking for?" For a third partner and he
reached for the door.
The very next morning hanging there on the wall, was a huge flyer
reading "DEATH'S OPEN CALL"
Come one come all but you better give your best audition, because we only need
to fill one position.
As the day moved along Sorrow watched in disbelief, next in the line was his old
buddy Grief.
Grief walked in and handed them his lengthy resume', thank you for coming
friend you'll know by the end of the day!
The auditions had been going on steady for hours, the decision would be tough,
they all had great powers.
Next in line would be Misery and he gave them his best, "Thank you for coming,
wait outside with the rest".
Death having some free time sat in on the last few, after over 1000 auditions it
was now time to choose.
Death left the decision up to Pain and Sorrow; they would just fill him in by
tomorrow.
All that he asked was they used their best discretion, when suddenly in walked
the vixen Depression.
With eyes dark as night dressed all in black, she walked to the stage and the pair
just sat back.
She said, "Am I too late for this open call? I just happened to notice the flyer on
the wall."
We'll give you a shot now show us what you can do; this is only because we've
both heard of you.
They told her to give it her best shot and that's just what she did, for her first
victim a sweet little kid.
His name was Billy he was only 13, she found him alone sitting out on a swing.
You see he had just lost his parents in a huge fire; to be with them again was his
only desire.
She climbed in his head and she did her thing, Billy took his life right there on the
swing.
"WOW" they exclaimed lady you are good, come with us now to see the "man with
the hood".
A new chapter has started with Death’s open call and it all started will a flyer on
the wall.
No longer a trio, now a quartet, a new force to be reckoned with this you can bet!
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We all sit quietly as more and more sorrow fills the air
So many people here but I barely notice that they’re there
I hold on tight to all three of you as people come and go
But what we are all feeling the world will never know
As I hold you close your tears fall like a heavy summer shower
If I could take your pain away I would I just don’t have that power
I’m so sorry for your loss and I just don’t know what to say
These are the phrases that we all have heard since that fateful day
You chose to leave your children and not be there for them at all
Now I must be strong for them and always catch them when they fall
The pews are filled with family, friends and some I never got to know
Sadly I wish this were over and the time would come for them to go
The pastor speaks to all of us and tells us you are in a better place now
We have almost made it through today even though I’m not sure how
Everyone has said their speeches and the music has started playing
People stop and talk to us but I can’t understand what they are saying
The time has come to take you boys up to say your final goodbyes
I hold your hands and pull you close and wipe the tears from your eyes
Matthew reaches out and says “I love you dad goodbye for now”
Tommy holds me close and says “I can’t do it I don’t know how”
Little Johnny clings to me and says “mommy please don’t make me”
I turn and walk back to our seats and cover his eyes so he can’t see
Making it through this day has taken every ounce of strength that I had
Watching my boys spend most of the day saying goodbye to their dad
There are still so many people here I just wish that they would leave
When their gone and we’re alone then my children and I can grieve
I’m sure they have many questions they will want to ask me
I’ll try to answer all of them but we’ll just have to wait and see
All I know is it’s time to go and take care of my own
Please for now just honor us and let us be alone.
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Here I stand alone my friend
I wait and wonder why.
Now I ask the question is it my time to die?
I beg of thee the answer
so pain I feel no more.
Just what is waiting for me
on the other side of the door?
Will loved ones weep tears of
sorrow long after I have past?
Can I see their future and will
they find peace at last?
I grow weary of this life down
here with sorrow,death and pain.
Even when I leave this place I will
see them again.
Let me go now from the world,I know
my time is near,
Forever I will watch until we meet again my dear.
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I walk in and there are empty bottles all over the floor
The smell of cheap perfume I’ve never worn before
He’s taking a shower in the middle of the day
Probably washing her smelly stench away
He thinks I am stupid and that I don’t know
I have more brains than him in my little toe
I know he’s cheating by the look in his eyes
He only thinks I’m falling for his lies
In he walks like once again he thinks has tricked me
Little does he know she left him a hickey
So I ask with a straight face just what’s on your neck
I fell off the barstool you know the one on the deck
Inside I’m laughing he thinks this lie is a good one
Watching him squirm like this is so much fun
I walk out of the room I can hold it no more
I fall out laughing on my bedroom floor
He of little mind thinks he got away clean
I know what he did if you know what I mean
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In such a short time you gave us so
much,from a warm loving smile to your
sweet gentle touch. You gave from your
heart and gave all of your soul,having you
in our lives has made us all whole.
Keeping your memories close to our heart
knowing you're near they never will part.
Such a short time you spent with your sons
missing you always, they are the ones.
Pictures show good time happy and sad,
memories of Summer remind them of Dad.
Your sons are growing up they get bigger
each day,such a short time now til they
move away. Once gone from my sight watch
over from above, guide them and keep them
safe in your love.
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Walk with me down the road so we can see tomorrow
Dry the tears I cry each day from my inner sorrow
Hold my hand down life's forever winding path
Lend me your shoulder when I've been struck by pain's wrath
Kiss me sweet and tender to ease my troubled mind
Fill my mind with new thoughts don't let me look behind
Say the loving words my ears long to hear spoken
Mend my wounds and save this heart that has been broken
Shine your loving light into my darkened soul
Share with me the part of you I need to make me whole
Open my eyes to a new life I've longed for 'til this day
Give me trust and honesty and promise me you'll stay
Now you've touched my heart, my soul and opened up my mind
Now I can start life over and leave my past behind
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Mirrors covered, the blinds drawn tight
She is drinking something new tonight
Her hair all matted no bath today
She’ll do something if she gets her way
Smoked filled rooms and pimps galore
Look at her now she is a whore
I know her now I knew her then
I meant nothing she needed men
She smoked, she drank she shipped us off
Hit her pipe and began to cough
You make me sick you sorry girl
Take her mister and give her whirl
Crack or smack which will she choose
Either way I know we lose
Can I forgive what she did then?
Leaving me and choosing men
All I know is I will do much better
As I walk out I leave her a letter
“Goodbye mother I’ll stay out of your way
I’m starting my life over today”
That was then and this is now
My life has changed I know not how
I have started over and treasure life
I have made him a great wife
His children I gave him and hold them all dear
I am not like her no where near
I changed my life all for the better
It all began when I left her the letter
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A hallowed hall of darkness cold breeze fills the air
Slowly creeping forward shadows on the wall
A glimpse of light reveals blood soaked floors
Corpse like figures crawling bodies twisted
Mouths sewn tight no words just moans
Deafening screams shatter dusty mirrors
Tattered curtains line the windows
Creaky panels line the walkway
Dangling ropes adorn the ceiling
Dark figure standing in the doorway
Arm extends fingers call me to him
Relentless whispers call my name
Involuntary steps drawing me closer
Come with me into the darkness
The face remains to far to see
The air has thickened became so cold
I try to focus my vision clouded
Chest feels heavy it’s hard to breath
I can feel his touch it chills my bones
Hands touch my face eyes are bleeding
I try to scream my mouth sewn tight
Doors slammed behind me I’m all alone
His face a mystery I am his captive
Now a corpse body twisted
I walk the hallways
Of my mind
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His smile keeps me going on every bad day
His eyes looking at me in his own special way
His strength from within keeps life in my heart
His love has been with me right from the start
His arms hold me up when I feel I am falling
His time for me open whenever I am calling
His honesty and openness is something I treasure
His love and fidelity nothing can measure
His touch is so gentle like nothing I have known
His way that he tells me I am his own
His eyes show he needs me and longs for my touch
His heart gives compassion I love him so much
I can not imagine my life with out him near me
My lover, ,my best friend, better known as Danny
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Why must you be in front of me going only 25?
I swear I'm going crazy are you even still alive?
Why must you creep and crawl while driving on the road?
I feel my blood pressure rising I think I'm about to explode.
I've been stuck behind you for more than 20 miles now.
That I've lasted this long I have begun to ask myself how.
You've had your blinker on for miles now and yet you're still not turning.
Here inside my car I have one special question burning..
Oh my dear blue haired driver why do you drive at all?
It seems to me you'd get there quicker if you'd just get out and crawl!!
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