Kimberly "Melody" Carney > Writing | WritersCafe.org

The train turned from familiar ground The destination on the map is not found Are you lost or still on the right train When it stops is t..

Summers sweet warm wind drifts over my skin,as I stand here waiting for you. I think of our last moments last night,I smile in a slight winked ..

Never good to get lost too long inside one's self;), but it is so very fun!

My soul has abandoned me Voices dark beckon me Whispers of death promise an end to it all No one sees me Blood runs through my v..

I wrote this to my dad in 1988.

SUNNY SIDE UP OUR DAYS ARE LIKE OUR EGGS WE ARE THE COOK HARD BOILED poached SCRAMBLED MY CHOICES SUNNY SIDE UP AND ..

Morning time has come and gone People see nothing, but a lot goes on Secrets I keep on the tip on my tongue Songs I’ve wrote will forever g..

This poem is dedicated to my son and daughter whom have suffered greatly from this and have lost a part of then I stive to help them heal.

Just for fun

Thought I’d write you You’re heavy on my heart I miss you like a drowning man Misses his last breath You’re my heart ..