Rebekah Gamble

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

Rebekah Gamble Poems

1. My Thoughts, World, And Him 5/31/2006
2. A Stone Named Want 9/9/2006
3. A City Song 11/29/2006
4. Purple, Blue And Green 1/9/2007
5. Human 10/14/2007
6. An Explination 1/1/2008
7. Memory 1/1/2008
8. Open 1/1/2008
9. Melissa 1/1/2008
10. Alarm 1/1/2008
11. Today 1/1/2008
12. The Truth 1/1/2008
13. Children 1/1/2008
14. It Rains In Me 1/1/2008
15. A Solitary Walk 2/23/2008
16. Sleeps The Bloom 2/23/2008
17. Scandinavian Goodness 3/2/2008
18. Of Yesterday 3/5/2008
19. The Emperor 3/5/2008
20. Learning From God 3/5/2008
21. Laughter 4/3/2008
22. Propensity 4/3/2008
23. Faceless Voices 4/3/2008
24. Remember 4/3/2008
25. Forever Is Ours 4/3/2008
26. Why I Tend Roses 4/4/2008
27. Standing On The Great Myth 5/4/2008
28. The Piercing Light Of The Eyes 5/4/2008
29. The Underside Of Eyelids 6/11/2008
30. 'He Wears No Crown...' 6/11/2008
31. I Gave Away The Sun 6/27/2008
32. Those Left Standing 6/27/2008
33. I Can'T Imagine Paradise Alone 7/23/2008
34. Beauty 7/23/2008
35. Ghosts 7/23/2008
36. Violence 7/23/2008
37. Zoroastrian Death Rights 7/23/2008
38. As I Am: Ruins 7/27/2008
39. Seeing Outside 8/3/2008
40. The Act Of Writing Poetry 8/3/2008

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

Sitting Nude By The Fire

The water falls from my hair
with a steady, smooth,
drip, drip, drip.
It's a cool feeling on my skin
glowing with the fire nearby.
It's all so smooth-
this calmness I know now.
The smooth, dark hair
letting loose the smooth, cool drip
onto the smooth glow
of smooth skin-
drip, drip, drip.
I feel calm comfort
watching the smooth flames
dancing 'round like they do,
and a smooth friendship
with the dancing mosaic
of shadow and light.
This is the perfect safety-
sitting nude by the fire
freshly wet
from the cool waters
of this ...

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Purple, Blue And Green

The city shrouded in fog
is unaware of the magic
wrapping itself around the steel
and smoke and lies.
The low cloud
laden with rain
is ready to give birth,
and yet they do not know it.
The hill surrounds one side

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