Kevin Patrick

Gold Star - 12,424 Points (Taurus / Ontario)

Kevin Patrick Poems

121. I Didnt Mean Harm 1/27/2014
122. Willows Smile 2/1/2014
123. Atom Infinity 2/4/2014
124. Passing The Tigers And Other Machines 2/11/2014
125. Through Faint Majestic Windmill Fields 2/12/2014
126. Door's Open Colours (Haiku/Acrostic) 2/13/2014
127. Goth Meet The Goth 3/30/2014
128. Wanderers Algebra 4/3/2014
129. Ax Body Spray 4/4/2014
130. His Shimmering Past Marquee 4/11/2014
131. No Nirvana 4/16/2014
132. Highway Perdition - A Dream 4/20/2014
133. Metropolis Wasteland 4/28/2014
134. Digital Utopia 5/7/2014
135. For Those Who Forget The Name 6/30/2014
136. Missing Sequence (Haiku) 6/30/2014
137. Mothra Rules 7/10/2014
138. 7th Gate Of Nevermore 8/2/2014
139. Meltdown Exhibition 8/12/2014
140. The End Of The World - For Robin Williams 8/12/2014
141. Gerry Bowman's Favourite Pastime 8/13/2014
142. One Whole Boutique 8/14/2014
143. Love Is My Favorite Disaster 8/14/2014
144. Prisons Before Schools 6/3/2014
145. Wear A Cons Smile 9/18/2014
146. Devil's End 11/25/2014
147. Mr Boy Soldier 10/23/2014
148. The Animals Thanksgiven 1/3/2015
149. In Serenity 1/27/2015
150. Steerpike 3/29/2015
151. Dont Want To Be Superman 4/3/2015
152. Wolves Of Men 4/12/2015
153. Teddy Bear - Childish Poem 5/10/2015
154. In Search Of A Poem (Free Free Verse) 5/10/2015
155. The Library 5/12/2015
156. Exiled Heart 5/13/2015
157. Prophet's Thoughts 6/5/2015
158. Hospital, Hospital 6/5/2015
159. Let Your Devil In 6/15/2015
160. The Dandelion 6/30/2015
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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Today (Is Yesterday)

</>Here these words breath of my epitaph
Speak louder than all my deaf sentences.
This discourse is my final truth
Which to your ears translates this ruse

I never failed a test, I meant to past
But never learned respect of circumstance
Confess; humilities been my false pride
The world was made good for evils kind

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