My first inspiration to even try to write was when I first read Poe's The Raven. His words moved me to write and since I was no good at stories, poetry seemed like my only hope. I hope to inspire other as others have inspired me.
Silence
Silence when we are walking,
Silence when we think,
Silence is what fills us all,
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On a charcoal night the owl calls.
On a charcoal night wolves sharpen their claws.
On a charcoal night children shake with fear.
The charcoal night is growing near.
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I'm from Oklahoma
I wear cowgirl boots
I play in spring rain
I laugh and smile
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Darkness wraps around me
Binding my very soul
Yet I still remember innocence
That I shall never again know
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