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The First Day of Spring

  • by Copyright C.Speakes 12/12/2000
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    Cold and sodden I stumbled blindy
    The rain and darkness numbing all but my most basic senses.

    Through copse and dense thicket
    Along swollen rivers and up steep ravines
    Falling and cursing
    I hoped I should wake from this terrible dream.

    It is true to say I had little left of hope
    And with a sickening jolt the bank gave way
    And when I came to, I knew not where I lay
    I glanced up and cursed the heavens above

    Life seemed to find me again
    I found will and strength
    I was damned if I would die
    On this terrible night.

    I clambered back up from whence I came
    Finding the path, the narrow track
    Slowly at first lest it happen again
    I continued on my way.

    Of the time that had passed I now not
    But presently there in the faint distance a shimmering light
    As I came close the light grew brighter and brighter
    And I fell upon my knees and praised my luck

    It was then that I understood that something had changed
    This light was not a dwelling but from beyond the grave
    Cursing I tried to get away
    but the light just pursued
    So it seems that I died after all




  • by Copyright C.Speakes 12/12/2000
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    Cold and sodden I stumbled blindy
    The rain and darkness numbing all but my most basic senses.

    Through copse and dense thicket
    Along swollen rivers and up steep ravines
    Falling and cursing
    I hoped I should wake from this terrible dream.

    It is true to say I had little left of hope
    And with a sickening jolt the bank gave way
    And when I came to, I knew not where I lay
    I glanced up and cursed the heavens above

    Life seemed to find me again
    I found will and strength
    I was damned if I would die
    On this terrible night.

    I clambered back up from whence I came
    Finding the path, the narrow track
    Slowly at first lest it happen again
    I continued on my way.

    Of the time that had passed I now not
    But presently there in the faint distance a shimmering light
    As I came close the light grew brighter and brighter
    And I fell upon my knees and praised my luck

    It was then that I understood that something had changed
    This light was not a dwelling but from beyond the grave
    Cursing I tried to get away
    but the light just pursued
    So it seems that I died after all

    What can a poor boy do :-)




  • by Mr Frodo
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    The wind howled like a screaming banshee.
    Across the the rain lashed salisbury plain.
    soldiers screamed their battle cries.
    Tanks balzed out a thunderous tune.
    The rat tat tat of machine guns.
    And shells explode with a boom.
    But for most of us this is normal.
    It comes with no suprise.
    For we are residents on salisbury plain.
    And of the Military exercise

  • by vanland
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    Yesterday, full of sun as clouds gathered around
    Red was the morning as the season changed
    That afternoon was more than Spring rain .......


  • by ian
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    thunder, lightning, fire brimstone
    today i will see my maker

  • by Marie
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    What lightning,
    What frighting,
    What strong waves,
    It's not as frighting as being in a cave
    There's no storm don't be afraid.
    It's just strong waves.

  • by Barrios Teresa
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    and there i stud by the widow looking out


  • by Carlea Elizabeth
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    For it was to long a horrible thing
    I remember seeing a break in it and yet I don't remember a thing
    Is life like this I mean to remember and to not remember all at once.


  • by stef
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    the wind pushed me aside and i let myself fall.
    the pain being my only friend.

    the challenge of winter had taken its toll.
    summer took its time and sped past.
    but the events of those days dont matter at all.
    i know that the memories wont last.

    the memories of her, the memories of us.
    the way she'd smile as my hand brushed her face.
    the way we were in love never causing a fuss.
    and everything was exactly in place.

    then that day came and the world seemed to change.
    the wind seems much colder on my skin.
    you left a big space and im feeling so strange.
    somethings missing from deep down within.



  • by anonomus
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    then i saw a little ball
    for me to take is a sin
    but it was the first day of spring
    what harm could it bring?
    i saw on one around so i took
    the little ball and played
    it also matched my slay
    i had fun fun with the little ball
    on the first day of spring
    it didnt do any harm i had fun with the little ball
    and that was all


  • by Starla
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    Every cloud in the world was fogging all.
    The rainbow aftertaste was clearly a sign.
    It was a signal to us all.
    Here it is,
    The first day of Spring!

  • by Josie
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    It's so lovely
    you and here here
    When Im with you
    I have no fear

    So beatuful
    when the leaves grow
    but i think it is
    time for me to go

    I love seeing you
    and being there
    but all this pain
    I cannot bear

    Its just like spring
    but yet i will never see
    and the love
    you have given me

  • by courtness
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    I miss you spring
    i need you or i will fall

    i dont want storms
    or shadoows
    all i want is your love
    and those pretty horns

  • by molly
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    as I should have known all along,
    The first day of spring was my last goodbye to home,
    The first day of spring was when I got a room of my own,
    The first day of spring was when I slept in,
    The first day of spring was ou I wanted to win,
    The first day of spring was so much fun,
    The first day of spring was me being young,
    The first day of spring I'll never forget,
    The first day of spring I new I'd love you till the end.


  • by Annissa
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    Gallons of hail from the sky did fall,
    I couldn't escape it no matter how fast I ran.
    The snow came down harder, and harder,
    and there was no place for shelter.
    The wind kept on getting colder,
    it was just the greatest weather.

  • by mhm
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    oft? what word is that? rhymes with loft
    i sleep in a loft
    with a pig, who is actually a serial killer
    he shrieks out his fire alarm cry
    that cry sends chills through my viens
    i also have heroin running through my viens
    and lsd
    and some weed
    my mother grows weeds in her garden
    and i smoke some dandelions over the open fire
    marshmallows stick in my hair
    so i get a mole to eat it out
    this is the emd of my life
    because i have rabies
    the mole killed me
    so i am dead


  • by Elisabet
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    The birds flew the coop
    Ducks swam in the poop
    Sugar fell from they sky
    Sadly landed in my eye
    Acid rain clogged my pores
    Gave me open sores
    Dogs screamed in fright
    I put on a fight
    Nectar was yellow
    What a loevely shade of yellow
    The cow was yellow
    The tarantula was yellow
    The ambulance was yellow
    The sheepdog was yellow
    The fly was yellow
    The armadillo was yellow
    The rabid bat was lilac
    Lilacs blow in the breeze
    Off jumo the fleas
    Into my hair
    Eating a pear
    But then I die
    Because I can't fly
    THE END

  • by bob144
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    the rain left the vegetation wet
    and then i came apon an oak tree
    it seemed to be looking down apon me
    i wondered and looked up in awe
    thats when i started to draw
    i drew all day and i drew all night
    i drew this tree in all its might
    and when i finished my soul diminished
    for i knew i could never capture capture its true glory

  • by Alli Mix
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    I was lying awake in my watery grave
    until the ground did quake, and a new life began.
    I moved along the rifts and crevices
    until my eyes saw a new light of day.
    At that moment I knew there was life ahead
    Born unto me while I audibly lay.
    Around me were the murmurs of voices
    and a brightness shining through my eyes.
    I cry out to the world, smiling inside
    for this life commences as my other one dies.

  • by spook@biscoe
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    spring is a time to bring in fresh new starts, but what if your whole world has just fell all apart, what do you do where tha fuck do you start. fuck you and your fuckin lies i hate you all you lying cheating guys

  • by cassie
    It was the first day of Spring that I clearly recall
    Such a storm as will not oft be seen again
    I was scared and shaking as a leaf. all i could think about was all my grife.

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