Death On The Innocent

This next poem is in dedication of those who lost their lives and those who were injured in the Colorado Shooting tragedy on 7-20-2012. Unlike many of my other writings about tragic shootings, where I describe in detail and in story format what had happened during the course of the shooting, this poem captures the mood of the community of Aurora Colorado and the heroism occurred as the shooting was taking place.People sacrificing their own lives so others could live.

Evil blood returns again to claim a death on the innocent,
breeding hate that dictates fate from the rationality of temperament.

Lost are those, not to forget how cold their blood was shed,
heroes never fathomed before now lay amongst the dead.

Death succeeds but does not lead to glory of the villain,
from the sky we carry pride with strength beyond the killing.

Bodies scattered meant to shatter lives of those who survived,
has only strengthened the love within and failed to divide.

A descendant may steal the ones who feel and a country may then cry
but ascendants will not give up love even when a loved one dies.

Paul Hickey Copyright@ 2012
8-1-12

Sparkling Eyes

This poem is about a beautiful girl I know. Every time I see her under dim light with darkness standing out on the background her eyes sparkle as does her personality.

Sparkling eyes pull me away,
I've found my sacred glow;
Here I stay is where I fade
into my welcoming home.

If only Heaven would shine as bright,
to where my soul would wander,
to take away my world of night
like eyes of glistening thunder.

A look that gleams with smiling grace
upon my frowning face,
energized, I will not die,
I feel her strength today.

A nurturing scent, each time I am
blown away by warmth again,
which i why I come and stare at her
amongst a bar of men.

When I see the sparkle of her eyes,
the beauty of her lips,
I feel alive within my eyes
inspiring me to live.

Paul Hickey Copyright @ 2012
8-1-12