by Alex Roissetter | Apr 6, 2009 | Poetry
There is a great king on a hill, I left his halls naught half a century and one past, And I ride the fate of time still, Thinking that he will forever last. After a long battle with the beast, I had to rest, And the kind king bade me a bed to stay, And as I wondered...
by Alex Roissetter | Apr 2, 2009 | Poetry
My mind is dry and my words are gone, Never again to play that beautiful song, I feel sometimes hollow and numb, And the old stuff is no longer fun. I have travelled to places so far away, The places whose description you can’t say, The desert stretches off to a...
by Alex Roissetter | Mar 16, 2009 | Poetry
My bones creak with the weight of forever, Around my neck is tied a leaded tether, I remember the places I have been, Especially most of the horrors I have seen. I never forget the smell of death, How its acrid stench burns your breath, The sight of its eyeless gaze,...
by Alex Roissetter | Mar 11, 2009 | Poetry
I am but a grain of sand, Pretending to be part of this land, Sifting through the plains of strife, Trying to figure what to do with this life. I am the grass that plays in the wind, Swaying in the breeze on those that sinned, Happy in the rays of brilliant light,...
by Alex Roissetter | Mar 7, 2009 | Poetry
As I walk through the valley of blood and sweat, My rifle is cocked and my mind is set, Brother to my left and to my right, If anything happens we are prepared to fight. It feels like I’ve been here all my life, Going against those who would do us strife, My body has...
