Poetry by Janelle
Death of A Life
The world is spinning
my life is ending
Something is missing
I die incomplete
The sun is exploding
the serpent is coming
open field is showing
Bee's are humming
Here I am not me........
Janelle Bingham
28th of May, 1995
3.26 a.m.
After the Fire
Out of the ashes of my friends death
I will emerge with the strength of many
In which to carry on.
Just as the phoenix lives a hundred years
then crushes to the earth in a blazing fire,
I to will rise when the fire burns out,
the embers lose their glow
and the ashes begin to form,
to spread my wings and fly into the sunlight
refreshed and ready to live again,
Janelle Bingham
16th of June, 1996
3.42 a.m
Janelle's Poetry
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