Kevin Patrick

Gold Star - 7,926 Points (Taurus / Ontario)

Kevin Patrick Poems

1. Bomb In C Minor 10/18/2011
2. Be My Karla 10/18/2011
3. Today (Is Yesterday) 10/18/2011
4. Catatonic Optimist 10/24/2011
5. Martha My Dear 10/23/2011
6. Bambi's Revenge 10/23/2011
7. Death Of A Beehive 10/25/2011
8. Disposable Society 10/26/2011
9. Spanish Eyes 10/26/2011
10. Party Hardy - Its Our Hobby 10/26/2011
11. Sadness = Happines :)) : 10/26/2011
12. Never Again Will Roses Be Given, To You Who Are So Undeserving 10/26/2011
13. Fat: Pt 1 - Mass Media Rise Of The New Health Reich 10/27/2011
14. Babies In A Jar 10/27/2011
15. I ‘m A Numberist 10/27/2011
16. Jerry Is A Man 10/28/2011
17. Universal Zen - Blue Noir 10/29/2011
18. Whiskey Pete 10/31/2011
19. Nazi At The Gate Of The Souls Rear Mirror 10/31/2011
20. Rupert Murdoch 11/2/2011
21. Paulie Wants To Be Polly 11/7/2011
22. Fat Pt 2 - How Things Fall Apart Before They Begin 11/7/2011
23. Hagar Shipley 11/28/2011
24. Psalm 666 11/29/2011
25. Let Them Weep Where They Fall 1/2/2012
26. Riot 1/7/2012
27. Fear Is Love 2/4/2012
28. Hangman With The Teacher 2/4/2012
29. The Coziest Place In The World 2/4/2012
30. Sugar And Poison 12/20/2011
31. The Princess In The Tower 2/25/2012
32. Bring Out Your Dead 3/10/2012
33. Happy Birthday Mrs S.G. (But Marina's My Girl) 3/14/2012
34. Island In A Sea Of Space 3/24/2012
35. Your A Rebel 3/25/2012
36. Time (How Original) 3/27/2012
37. 5 Little Cherubs In A Sideshow Menagerie 3/31/2012
38. Filthy 3/31/2012
39. Pins And Needles 4/18/2012
40. Because It's Fun 4/20/2012
Best Poem of Kevin Patrick

A Rose Grows In The Night

A rose grows in the night
Lit beneath the diamond lights
Petals smooth in silken magic
Blossom crimson shaded fabric
I touch the stem and thorns
Disappear from their tragic court
Scent regales the pollens nectar
That sings in childhood's laughter
Where smiles are like roses
That grow inside the night

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Medals

Maimed limbs are the marks of true Victory
Stalwart honours of blood toned testaments
Bestowed to men, trained to crawl in misery
Of mankind's talent for carnages excrement.
You can earn this reward if you live or die
In the line of stretchers where agonies engorged
Searing sinews ripping craters deep in your thigh
Spilling half a skull, leaving brain matter reabsorbed
Perhaps you'll have wounds that aren't so clean

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