Joanne Kearsey Poems
|1.||My Ghost Train||2/11/2008|
|3.||Divided By A Word||2/11/2008|
|5.||Keep It Hidden||3/2/2008|
|6.||Perfection Requires A Certain Degree Of Madness.||7/23/2008|
|7.||Anarchy, Rebellion And Hysteria||10/17/2008|
|8.||Life's Little Games||1/23/2009|
|9.||Deranged And Vulnerable||3/27/2009|
|10.||Finding New Ways To Kill Ourselves||3/27/2009|
|11.||Hiding It From Me||3/28/2009|
|14.||Cosmic Karma Symmetary||5/4/2009|
|15.||The Darkened Day Of A Brightened Sleep||5/4/2009|
|19.||Sideline On The Artifice||11/30/2009|
|21.||How Long Is Forever Really?||9/21/2010|
|22.||Gone But Not Forgotten||3/31/2018|
|23.||The Truth And Death Of It All||5/6/2009|
|25.||Shivers That Cry||2/22/2006|
|27.||They Think We'Re Happy! ! ! !||1/31/2008|
|28.||Ash To Ash||2/1/2007|
Comments about Joanne Kearsey
Facing the world with a heart as hard as stone,
No emotions linger in this canvas that bears no soul,
Stating the obvious to be hated by all,
As this psychopathic daze buries me in a deeper hole.
Plodding along this path that never seems to end,
Rebuilding the life I started so long ago,
Time goes so fast when I want it to go slower,
But speeding up until the last person we'll never know.
My head rules the portion of my heart that is still alive,
leading me to a place that is filled with so much hate,
Consuming the evil that plagues my mind, ...
Being backed into a corner with no sign of escape,
No attention is given to those who are lost,
Seeing the boundless darkness that will never come into light,
And no-one caring about the disastrous cost.
Seven more people come out of life to the other side,
Realising that nothing is as it was before,
Coming towards something that was forgotten again,
Because we are always wanting more.