Poems from BuckeyeNeil
9/11, a horrific day
But, there are some people who still can say
I was there when the first tower fell
I heard the injured’s panicked...
Imagination is a place, completely up to you,
You can live in a tall brick house, or sleep in an old shoe.
You can make an entire world, or...
Your panting, screaming, something’s coming, but you cannot tell what,
You run into a new room, and make sure the door is shut.
You think...
One day i noticed casually, the mind's a tricky thing.
It helps and hurts and never stops until the final "ding."
It helps you solve your...
The sun smiles down on us, and nature laughs away,
As all these new guests rise to see the beauty of the day.
The wind is blowing, leaves...