No hope

A stones throw away

From going and throwing it all away

I've courted, second thoughts of the price

Mine affected would it touch another life

Sure family but they have to show tears

Outside affected but how deep would it pierce

Ive been down a slippery slope

Lined with ice, I jumped on was never provoked

Blindfolded, led to an altitude to choke

Just a troubled sole, thrown down the darkest hole

No bearings given no rope, no light at the top, no sense of hope

easy street carnival of writing and art: 9th edition

I time for time try to get my poetry out and about I try to use different methods to try and get the most people reading my stuff. Recently I got email from a carnival which I entered for poetry. If you do not know about blog carnivals they can be a great way to get yourself out, the site is   . Well anyway one of the carnivals I entered i recently got a reply which went

"Congratulations! Your piece has been chosen for the ninth edition of the Easy Street Carnival of Writing and Art, posted here:

http://easystreetprompts.blogspot.com/2010/05/easy-street-carnival-of-writing-and-art_30.html" . 

Now I thought I would just post a little thank you to http://easystreetprompts.blogspot.com, it really means a lot to have my work appreciated by other people thanks 

We ran the race

I ran the race sitting in the stands

In a fans place but we were almost hand in hand

Stride in stride, I was with you not by your side

But there was no finish, well not one we wanting to come

But I stayed with you until the race was done

My friend, my buddy, brother with no blood

To watch you end the race, made me swell up

Return to sender, I'm a man so I refuse to cry 

Just a shame gender ain't known to the eye

So we ran the hurdles and jumped the fence

But your finish, signalled the end to our events