There is, though, a poem which I wrote for my Christian Writer's Guild course that I can show to you right now... Again, poetry is not my thing. So don't expect much.
This poem is untitled, but, if you have any good names, I would be extremely willing to hear what they may be.
Here it is...
Untitled Poem
I’ve never seen you like this before.
Your face doesn’t hold the joy I knew.
As the doctors work hard to give you back your life,
I stand and watch in shock, it’s all I can bring myself to do.
My head is spinning; the nurses are pushing me away from you,
The tears that slide down my cheeks, I don’t bother to disguise,
I know nothing that’s around me; I see only your face.
My friend, please wake up! Please open your eyes!
The doctor is telling them to let me stay; his tone holding blatant defeat.
The nurses let me go. I rush to your side and carefully touch your forehead,
Your neck is as stiff as a board, but it’s turned at an awkward angle.
“He’s in bad shape. He may not make it.” The doctor has said.
All we were supposed to do was meet and talk before school,
It seems like only a minute ago that you were okay, standing next to me.
You were smiling and laughing hard; you were safe by my side.
The events that would soon take place, we didn’t even see.
Why did you have to run out after my papers that blew away?
They weren’t worth that much to me. Your life means more.
Why didn’t you stop when I screamed in alarm?
I was paralyzed with fear to my very core.
The man in the Mustang was no Good Samaritan,
He sped past without even looking back,
Watching you get hit was like having a nightmare that wouldn’t end
You landed in the grass, limp as an empty sack.
I grab your hand and grip it, hoping you’ll squeeze back,
You’ve lost a lot of blood; you’re all torn up, my friend,
If you looked in the mirror, you wouldn’t recognize yourself.
The doctor is saying there’s no hope; you’re nearing the end.
The apprehension is strangling me; I don’t want to let go of you.
“Time, why are you always against us? Why have you hurt us so?”
My friend, please don’t leave me now,
There is so much I want you to know.
We’re alone together, the doctors have left,
They say that your heart is straining to beat,
I won’t lie, they say that there’s no hope,
But I know you well enough to know that you won’t accept defeat.
My friend, can you hear me?
I told your mom that you weren’t doing well,
She’s coming here to see you right away.
Though how bad you really are, I didn’t tell.
The hospital put some pink flowers by your bed,
Cause they know that you love pink carnations,
I pocketed the blooms, and replaced them with a picture,
It’s of me and you, living life with anticipation.
My friend, your excruciating silence is unnerving me,
I wish you would wake up, and talk like everything was fine,
Time has been nothing short of a Brutus figure,
Show me that you’re still there; give me some kind of sign.
It’s been many a restless night for us,
Everyday your breathing seems to wane,
The little hope that I had at first is gone now,
I realize that all of it was in vain.
Will I ever again see the sparkle echo in your eyes?
Will you flash your heart-melting smile once more?
I need for you to wake up so I can tell you,
You are the friend that I’d been looking for.
Are you there, my friend? Do you know that I’m close by?
The doctors have said that we should let you go,
They said your mind has died, but your body still lives.
I’m not giving up on you; this I want for you to know.
We’re three weeks into the battle, yet only one day into the war,
You’re tiring of the fight, but don’t give up now,
We’re lifting you up in prayer; it’s in God’s hands,
You’re safe in His arms, for anyone to snatch you away, He won’t allow.
They said it’s time, my friend. I must say goodbye.
I don’t want to let you go, but I know I should.
It’s selfish of me to want for you to endure the hurting just to stay a little longer,
But I know just for me, you would.
That’s why I’m saying this now,
I don’t want you to have to suffer the pain.
It’s okay for you to let go, you don’t have to hold on any longer.
I’ll miss you terribly, but I know I’ll see you again.
I love you, my friend. You’ve taught me so much.
I wish we could’ve had more time together,
But of the times and fun we did have,
The memories will last forever.
Farewell, I love you so much.
Relax now in the Father’s embrace,
Trust Him and all will be alright,
For He will take you to a better place.
Your eyes open, revealing a stunning crystal green,
You look straight at me, and shoot your trademark smile,
With a deep sigh, you close your eyes peacefully,
My friend, you have finally overcome the last mile.
A machine next to you suddenly chatters, and then holds a single note.
Tears stream shamelessly down my cheeks.
I hold your hand to my face and smile weakly.
Gone now is the ache that burdened you for weeks.
Your face doesn’t hold the joy I knew.
As the doctors work hard to give you back your life,
I stand and watch in shock, it’s all I can bring myself to do.
My head is spinning; the nurses are pushing me away from you,
The tears that slide down my cheeks, I don’t bother to disguise,
I know nothing that’s around me; I see only your face.
My friend, please wake up! Please open your eyes!
The doctor is telling them to let me stay; his tone holding blatant defeat.
The nurses let me go. I rush to your side and carefully touch your forehead,
Your neck is as stiff as a board, but it’s turned at an awkward angle.
“He’s in bad shape. He may not make it.” The doctor has said.
All we were supposed to do was meet and talk before school,
It seems like only a minute ago that you were okay, standing next to me.
You were smiling and laughing hard; you were safe by my side.
The events that would soon take place, we didn’t even see.
Why did you have to run out after my papers that blew away?
They weren’t worth that much to me. Your life means more.
Why didn’t you stop when I screamed in alarm?
I was paralyzed with fear to my very core.
The man in the Mustang was no Good Samaritan,
He sped past without even looking back,
Watching you get hit was like having a nightmare that wouldn’t end
You landed in the grass, limp as an empty sack.
I grab your hand and grip it, hoping you’ll squeeze back,
You’ve lost a lot of blood; you’re all torn up, my friend,
If you looked in the mirror, you wouldn’t recognize yourself.
The doctor is saying there’s no hope; you’re nearing the end.
The apprehension is strangling me; I don’t want to let go of you.
“Time, why are you always against us? Why have you hurt us so?”
My friend, please don’t leave me now,
There is so much I want you to know.
We’re alone together, the doctors have left,
They say that your heart is straining to beat,
I won’t lie, they say that there’s no hope,
But I know you well enough to know that you won’t accept defeat.
My friend, can you hear me?
I told your mom that you weren’t doing well,
She’s coming here to see you right away.
Though how bad you really are, I didn’t tell.
The hospital put some pink flowers by your bed,
Cause they know that you love pink carnations,
I pocketed the blooms, and replaced them with a picture,
It’s of me and you, living life with anticipation.
My friend, your excruciating silence is unnerving me,
I wish you would wake up, and talk like everything was fine,
Time has been nothing short of a Brutus figure,
Show me that you’re still there; give me some kind of sign.
It’s been many a restless night for us,
Everyday your breathing seems to wane,
The little hope that I had at first is gone now,
I realize that all of it was in vain.
Will I ever again see the sparkle echo in your eyes?
Will you flash your heart-melting smile once more?
I need for you to wake up so I can tell you,
You are the friend that I’d been looking for.
Are you there, my friend? Do you know that I’m close by?
The doctors have said that we should let you go,
They said your mind has died, but your body still lives.
I’m not giving up on you; this I want for you to know.
We’re three weeks into the battle, yet only one day into the war,
You’re tiring of the fight, but don’t give up now,
We’re lifting you up in prayer; it’s in God’s hands,
You’re safe in His arms, for anyone to snatch you away, He won’t allow.
They said it’s time, my friend. I must say goodbye.
I don’t want to let you go, but I know I should.
It’s selfish of me to want for you to endure the hurting just to stay a little longer,
But I know just for me, you would.
That’s why I’m saying this now,
I don’t want you to have to suffer the pain.
It’s okay for you to let go, you don’t have to hold on any longer.
I’ll miss you terribly, but I know I’ll see you again.
I love you, my friend. You’ve taught me so much.
I wish we could’ve had more time together,
But of the times and fun we did have,
The memories will last forever.
Farewell, I love you so much.
Relax now in the Father’s embrace,
Trust Him and all will be alright,
For He will take you to a better place.
Your eyes open, revealing a stunning crystal green,
You look straight at me, and shoot your trademark smile,
With a deep sigh, you close your eyes peacefully,
My friend, you have finally overcome the last mile.
A machine next to you suddenly chatters, and then holds a single note.
Tears stream shamelessly down my cheeks.
I hold your hand to my face and smile weakly.
Gone now is the ache that burdened you for weeks.
