Rebekah Gamble

Rookie (January 12,1990 / Pittsburgh, Penna., U.S.A.)

Rebekah Gamble Poems

1. Open 1/1/2008
2. Melissa 1/1/2008
3. Alarm 1/1/2008
4. Today 1/1/2008
5. The Truth 1/1/2008
6. Purple, Blue And Green 1/9/2007
7. Human 10/14/2007
8. An Explination 1/1/2008
9. Sleeps The Bloom 2/23/2008
10. Scandinavian Goodness 3/2/2008
11. Of Yesterday 3/5/2008
12. The Emperor 3/5/2008
13. Learning From God 3/5/2008
14. Propensity 4/3/2008
15. Faceless Voices 4/3/2008
16. Remember 4/3/2008
17. Forever Is Ours 4/3/2008
18. Why I Tend Roses 4/4/2008
19. Standing On The Great Myth 5/4/2008
20. The Piercing Light Of The Eyes 5/4/2008
21. My Thoughts, World, And Him 5/31/2006
22. 'He Wears No Crown...' 6/11/2008
23. Those Left Standing 6/27/2008
24. I Can'T Imagine Paradise Alone 7/23/2008
25. The Shadow Considers Truth 8/6/2008
26. On Music (Glorious Drowning) 8/6/2008
27. Walking Away From Me 8/6/2008
28. I Do Not Respond 8/17/2008
29. Father's Funeral Services 8/17/2008
30. So I Am Calm In Wondering 8/17/2008
31. In Night, I Find I Am Foreign 8/17/2008
32. We Are All September 9/14/2008
33. Avoidance 12/29/2008
34. Dark Curls 12/29/2008
35. Little Gods 12/29/2008
36. The Traveler 12/29/2008
37. Tragedy 12/29/2008
38. Cold River Wind 12/29/2008
39. The Flaw 12/29/2008
40. I Shake My Head At The Silly Women 12/29/2008

Comments about Rebekah Gamble

  • Amy S (3/3/2008 11:15:00 AM)

    Well i see your art and now i finally get to read ypur poems... and of course like everything else you do,
    they're wonderful.
    I love them!

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Best Poem of Rebekah Gamble

A Stone Named Want

There is a big black stone
on my chest
that keeps growing heavier.
I thought I was free
of it's oppression.
But longing and loneliness
press down on me
pressing me to the mattress
where worn springs
are worn wishes
and tears have soaked
the metal.
The tears have rusted
wishes old and used.
The longing speaks your name
and it makes the stone heavier
because all I want
is you.
This lack of air,
lack of peace,
makes me tired
and presses so hard
that I can barely breathe.
This wanting hurts sometimes-
almost all the ...

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An Explination

It's self-defense.
They were raped, burned,
babies were used as targets for guns,
mothers were murdered in front
of children,
babies were cut out of pregnant women-
but how would hurting
for the unchangeable past
help anyone?