Poems by Bryan Rutherford

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The Reaper

Of all the powers that walk the night
I am the only one of might
Of all the power that changes hands
It all comes back to my dark lands
For all my wisdom flows through fire
To quench your dark and unholy desire
For many may try to escape through rhyme
But death finds all in their own time
Soon you will be driven down deeper
To look upon the face of the Grim Reaper

Bryan Rutherford

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Love

Yours is a soul bathed in light,
Like a beacon in the night.
Below the world in constant attack,
Lies my soul cloaked in black.
Like a shade straight from hell,
A rotten corpse in a human shell.
An angel fell from up above,
To bind us together with our love.

Bryan Rutherford

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In the darkened depths of my soul
Pain is in control
It is an endless pit of black
From which there is no coming back
Death or love is what I seek
But the prospect of one continues to grow bleak
I must find a release from this pain of mine
Perchance the answer hides in this rhyme

Bryan Rutherford

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DECENT

Oh help me I'm going Insane
Going
Going
Gone
I'm outta here
Why does the frog eat the Raven
Why do we Kill
Isn't it strange the color of sanity
Who is the gods who slay
Sly Spire Spins Sideways
When shall we die
An eagle in the sky
Only I shall know
The meek shall eat the earth

HALLOWEEN

THE SCARIEST OF DAYS IS HALLOWEEN
NOW IS THE TIME WHEN BONES STAND UP AND SHAKE
LITTLE TRICK OR TREATERS CAN BE SEEN
AND WE ALL LAUGH AT PRANKS CHILDREN MAKE

THE CHILDREN SNEAK AND PLAY MEAN TRICKS ALL NIGHT
FIRST PAINTING WINDOWS AND THEN THROWING EGGS
SOMETIMES CARS STOP, AND KIDS TAKE OFF IN FRIGHT
AND SOME WITH SALT ROCK THEY ARE SHOT IN THE LEGS

THE PUMPKINS SIT STILL ON THE PORCH AND GLOW
AND DUMMIES SWING HIGH IN THE STILL NIGHT WIND
UNTIL NEXT YEAR THE GHOST AND GOBLINS GO
AWAY FROM THE DARKNESS, FOR THIS IS THEIR END

THE KIDS AT HOME GET READY NOW FOR BED
FOR, AFTER ALL THEIR FUN, THEY'RE ALMOST DEAD