Charles Hice

Rookie (May 13 2004 / Heaven)

Charles Hice Poems

121. Can Eye Christian? 10/2/2007
122. Canonical King 11/19/2012
123. Canonical Too 11/20/2012
124. Cell Phone Usage 2/8/2012
125. Cellphonitus 4/14/2006
126. Chapter Fourteen: Cheph111: Martian Boy 9/9/2007
127. Chapterthirteen: Cheph111: Journeyonmars 9/5/2007
128. Charlax 10 7/1/2008
129. Charlax Carroll Bombaugh 3/11/2009
130. Charlax Pleas 11/28/2007
131. Charlax25 7/23/2008
132. Charlax43titlestheme43 8/5/2008
133. Charlaxdarwinianday 2/12/2009
134. Charlaxfabels 2/15/2008
135. Charlaxhaiku 8/5/2008
136. Charlaxtheme#33 7/28/2008
137. Charlaxtheme44fortyfourtitles 8/5/2008
138. Charlaxthemes45fortyfivetitles 8/5/2008
139. Charlaxtitles8 6/28/2008
140. Cheph 111 Chapter: One 8/26/2007
141. Cheph111 9/9/2007
142. Cheph111 Chapter Fifteen 9/9/2007
143. Cheph111 Nineteen 9/12/2007
144. Cheph111chapterthree: 8/26/2007
145. Chillywilly 3/12/2009
146. Christian Wine 1/20/2008
147. Christmas 2011 12/11/2011
148. Citescape 3/11/2010
149. Citezen Rights Revisited.Docx 9/12/2011
150. Cleveland Homeless Poem 11/1/2012
151. Codeofhonor 7/13/2009
152. Collaboration Poem From Frances Anna Ayers 2/18/2011
153. Colombo Isabello 10/8/2012
154. Coloured Dragonfly 6/15/2014
155. Comp Air Us Un 12/10/2012
156. Company Cheque 10/2/2007
157. Comparison 2/20/2012
158. Computor Hack Hack Hack 10/6/2006
159. Concern Citizen 12/28/2011
160. 'Coointtently' 12/5/2007
Best Poem of Charles Hice

My Brother

My Brother
as you are
I am half-dead
Blind in one eye I can`t see out of the other
I must not hate my brother
but how can i love you
as you are
beating me on my face
leaving no trace of love
as you erase me
as you are
smiling death heads grin
enjoying your power
life over life
life over death
leather gloves tatooeing
hurting
beating
gloating
enjoying.......these words
should never be linked to fighting
what a monster
MY BROTHER

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Footprints Of A Dove

Footprints of a dove.
The prints are still there forever in my mind

The sprinklers overflow and water
still remains
enough to wet the sand to
mud the land around a
small section of
landscaping.

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