Poetry Stackwell — June 22, 2015 13:13 — 2 Comments
Two Poems – Johnnie Lee Walters Jr. aka “Stackwell”
I Just Want 2 Be Remembered
Time passes, making it hard
Not 2 think of what could’ve been/
& as many have left my side…
I can’t help but think of what would’ve been/
I Regret…But then,
God shows me situations worse/
Making any Self-Pity
Only work in reverse/
My “Experiance”
Has become my Blessing and a Curse/
From Learning what NOT 2 do,
Mostly by… Doing it ALL 1st/
& I’m HAPPY 2 be alive,
But when my time comes for Passing/
I hope I’m Remembered
4 how I Gave without asking…/
Remembered
4 Laughing, sometimes 2 keep from Crying/
And 4 NEVER giving up,
2 INSPIRE my people 2 Keep Trying/
I hope 2 be Remembered
4 Sight seen once the LIGHTS were ON/
And despite many Mistakes in this Life…
I hope 2 be Remembered, 4 MORE of my “RIGHT”s than “WRONGS”/
What We Know
Winds Howl…
Like wolves against the Soul Cold,
While the Present stares at the Future,
Watching us ALL grow Old
Days pass
And again, The Night arrives…
Before the break of each Morning
Brings its New Surprise
Many Times are similar,
But NONE are identical
As we think we’ve reached the Top…
Only to discover New Pinnacles
Feeling we’ve hit Rock Bottom,
Only to find New Depths
Waiting to knock on Heaven’s Door
Yet, still only climbing its steps
What we BELIEVE we KNOW
Might REALLY be… The Downfall of Man,
Because the MORE we Learn,
The Less we seem to TRULY Understand
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What am I?
Bioluminescent eye
That sees by the shine
Of its own light. Lies
Blind me. I am the seventh human sense
And my stepchild,
Consequence;
Scientists can't find me.
Januswise I make us men;
Glamour
Was my image then—
Remind me:
The awful fall up off all fours
From the forest
To the hours…
Tick, Tock: Divine me.
-- Richard Kenney
For I Just Want 2 Be Remembered
I want to be remembered too!
I love this poem! I love this poem because it exudes honesty and honestly, doesn’t everyone want to be remembered when they die?
Remembered for not only the good they have accomplished, but the ability to admit when they’ve wronged and learn from their mistakes.
You left me cold. I think about you all the time. The last time I saw your face walking you to the door. Little did I know I wouldnt ever see u again. It rains heavy on my mind. You left your footprints on my heart. A bull to a bull. You my friend will never be forgotten.