I like to write.
****Continued on from ”To Stay”**** "BEA!" His voice smoothly rang out like the low growl of the thunder rippling across the pitch-black horizon. Lightning darted back and forth electrifying the air.
By Bianca C3 years ago in Humans
"How Much?" How much can a nation take, while you sit up on your hill Looking down at the sorrow, the suffering and pain
By Bianca C4 years ago in Poets
"Dear Tragedy" Dear Tragedy, I saw you on the news yesterday Your flames burned fiercely bright No one knew what to say
"Savin' Country Face" He puts on a brave face And faces yet another day But nothing has changed He feels his hope continue to fray
"A Fathers Son" He found his courage, at the bottom of a bottle She found her first love, tangled beneath the golden wattle
"Lost The Battle" He's and old broken battler Who's down on his luck Hes got dust stained skin An old kelpie in his truck
So, I wrote these poems for my son, years ago. My son was born with two rare genetic syndromes. Poem 1: "Mummy Why?" Mummy, why are they laughing?