jack green

Rookie - 44 Points (Chattanooga, Tennessee)

Retrospect - Poem by jack green

Started with a candle straight tall and bright.
In a world full of darkness void of a guiding light.
I can't count the times that the flame burned my hand.
I guess that is easy to do when your candle is lit at both ends.
Dripping my day's as if there is no cost for tomorrow.
Building my pile of good times, wrong turn's and sorrow.
Stalking the shadow's, i feel the eye's follow me, stealing secret's.
Selling peice's of my soul, for comforts of the flesh, and boundless regret's

Comments about Retrospect by jack green

  • Mark Dillon (10/26/2012 11:13:00 PM)

    only one life jack, no rehearsals, good write (Report) Reply

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  • Sara Fielder (1/26/2012 10:06:00 AM)

    You bring regret to life in this poem. I can identify with that. Sigh..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 21, 2011

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