This is Harry Whitmore's first poem on my site. Harry is from Little Rock, Arkansas, where he lives alone and loves people and pets. He is a Viet Nam veteran who loves the outdoors. Harry describes himself as a poet who is "open to suggestions" about his poetry and welcomes any and all comments. - poetheart 06/11/01
A MIND GONE TO SLEEP
IF AWAKE IT WOULD ONLY WEEP
SORROW UPON SORROW
GRIEF UPON GRIEF
NO HOPE FOR TOMORROW
NO MORE BELIEF
LEFT BEHIND ALL HIS LOVE
LEFT BEHIND ALL HIS CARE
NEVER AGAIN TO MOVE
NEVER AGAIN TO SHARE
HIS HEART STOPPED COLD
HIS EYES CLOSED TIGHT
NO MORE CAN HE BE BOLD
NO MORE DOES HE FIGHT
THE DEMONS HAVE GONE
NOW HE IS ALL ALONE
THEY BEAT HIM ALL HIS LIFE
THEY KEPT FROM HIM EVEN A WIFE
HE TRIED ONE LAST TIME
BUT WHEN IT TOO FAILED
HE DIED
A MIND GONE TO SLEEP
NO MORE WILL HE WEEP
THERE WERE TIMES
WHEN HE THOUGHT
THINGS JUST MIGHT BE
AS THEY OUGHT
HE WOULD GATHER UP
ALL HIS HOPE
ONLY TO FALL AGAIN
DEEPER BRUISES
DEEPER STROKES
BUT NO MORE HOPE
A SHARP KNIFE CUTS DEEP
THE SCARS ARE MANY
HIS EYES, THEY WOULD ONLY WEEP
AS THEY SAY, NOW FINI
TIME TO SLEEP
TIME TO REST
NO MORE WILL HE WEEP
HE DID HIS BEST
HE GAVE HER ALL HIS HEART
ONLY TO HAVE HER LOVE GO AWAY
HIS LOVE FOR HER RAN SO DEEP
BUT IN THE END
HE HAD TO WEEP
YOU SEE
SHE BELONGED TO ANOTHER
AND HE WAS ONLY HER LOVER
HE LOVED HER SO
HE NEEDED HER SO
BUT IN THE END SHE HAD TO GO
A MIND ASLEEP
NO MORE WILL HE WEEP
THE CUTS THIS TIME WENT WAY TOO DEEP
SHE WAS ALL HE HAD EVER WANTED
SHE LOVED HIM SO
BUT IN THE END SHE HAD TO GO
A MIND ASLEEP NO MORE TO WEEP
THE CUTS THIS TIME WENT WAY TOO DEEP
WITH A SMILE SO SWEET
AND HAIR SO SOFT
SHE STOLE HIS HEART
AND THEN HAD TO PART
A MIND ASLEEP NO MORE TO WEEP
BUT IF YOU LISTEN REAL CLOSE
"MY JEAN" YOU CAN HEAR HIM SAY, ALMOST
HE STILL DREAMS OF HER
OF A LOVE SO SWEET
BUT NO MORE DOES HE WEEP
IN HIS DREAMS IT IS REAL IT SEEMS
SHE IS THERE BY HIS SIDE AND HER KISSES MAKE HIS FACE BEAM
SO WEEP NO MORE MY MIND
IT WILL ONLY BE A SHORT TIME
TILL WE MEET AGAIN
IN MY FONDEST DREAM
by Harry Whitmore