The christmas poem
by Jim Beam
Friday, December 19, 2003
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I live in alone in the woods and am watching you....
I've turned my head to see the dark
what is my life, what is my part
I've searched and cursed my destiny
and pushed the good out of my heart
The dark behind no light ahead
no lodge no inn no resting bed
no love and joy, no seasons glee
a rope and knot and an empty head
Dark to my right, one breath to give
no one to love, no love to give
one final breath, he's tempting me
with the gift of life for him to live
Darkness around, no shining star
no light found, not close nor far
my heart and soul bound eternally
and why, you know whoever you are!
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|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Haunting, painful and so very well penned.|
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|This was chilling, very well written!
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
Brought so much delight...
But lately just causes heartache!!
Happy Ho;( idays to you and Yours!!
|Reviewed by Larry Rochelle
|None the less, Jim, a haunting poem. Thanks.|
|Reviewed by Jim Beam (Reader)
|Not to be taken seriously!|