The Last Light

The Last Light

When I came into this place,

Light was my welcome,

My mentor of no face,

Darkness wants me to succumb,

Of that I wished no taste,

So I simply began to run.

I left the place of my beginning,

Immediately set upon by storm,

A battle raged with no winning,

Light  kept me safe and warm,

Darkness kept the plots spinning,

Yet light would not let it swarm.

O’er treacherous cliff and crag,

I followed light... full of hope,

Darkness followed in drag,

Light had taught me to cope,

Yet darkness came quick as a stag,

keeping my Aura in the scope.

Light brought me through a river,

By which darkness lost our track,

Seeking refuge a sanctuary giver,

Stumbled upon a meadow through a crack,

From darkness a temporary deliver,

Only time before darkness doubled back.

Then one day a horrid sound,

Light held in place urging me to flee,

This sanctuary darkness had found,

I ran... the battle I did not see,

I kept going not knowing where bound,

Wandering till light caught up with me,

Again to broken country we came,

Light negotiating a path through,

Managing some how to keep me sane,

This only made darkness’s anger brew,

While light remained calm with refrain,

A student of lights’ wisdom I grew.

I aged gracefully with light looking on,

Always moving with darkness in tail,

Fearing someday light would be gone,

That I would be left... only to fail,

That darkness would capture dawn,

Leaving no one behind to tell a tale.

Many moons had long since passed,

While I developed lights’ strength,

There were skirmishes in the past,

With darkness going to any length,

All did not matter the die was cast,

At the future I was filled with angst,

Around myself grew grey and cold,

Light slowly losing it’s ground,

To darkness’s power many fold,

While light became less found,

Till the darkness grew bold,

Light cornered... darkness abound,

Of this day light had told.

With light weak came the attack,

Darkness was here its finally come,

Light was valiant trying to fight back,

Louder the sound of darkness’s drum,

An army of size lights' only lack,

The war was over darkness had won.

I cried while Light died in my arms,

Then I cried alone in the black space,

Light was loving... never did no harm,

Yet everyone let light leave this place,

Darkness now the worlds only charm,

A cry to heaven as I kiss light’s face.

This war has been completely lost,

I alone against the darkness it seems,

I am to small to endure the cost,

To small to bid farewell to a dream,

I am worn, beaten and full of exhaust,

From my eye has been taken the gleam,

Unable to bear this lonely fate,

I take a sword an fall on the blade,

The last light leaves on this date,

All hope for this place fully slayed,

It fell to darkness at a quick rate,

If only for light I would have stayed.

When I arrived there at first,

My only welcome was light,

We left the place it was cursed,

Forever in darkness and night,

Gone was my taste and thirst,

To leave there was only right.

As I walk among what I knew,

I see light at the end of a corridor,

With me towards it walk a few,

Those of us who light was for,

Those of us to light are true,

We who found light once more.

Written by Gabrielle Langmoore Oct. 10, 2010

© Copyright 2010 Gabrielle Langmoore. All rights reserved. 

I Could Have been...

(In loving memory of all those who have taken their life or had their life 

taken, because of hate, ignorance and bigotry… You are gone but you will

 live forever  in our hearts. We will not forget you and we will always

Fight against the evil’s and injustices that took you from us.)

I Could Have Been…

I could have been a poet,

Let my words express emotion,

The written word my gift,

I would have shown it devotion.

I could have been a soldier,

A protector of rights,

You didn’t afford them to me,

Yet I would still stand and fight.

I could have been a counselor,

Helped one person at a time,

Getting them through darkness,

To a sound and safe mind,

I could have been a professor,

An educator to the world,

Spend years taking in wisdom,

Just to share all my pearls.

I could have been an actor,

Up on that silver screen,

Making you laugh and cry,

Portraying all your dreams.

I could have been an scientist,

Done some good for this place,

Maybe found a cure for cancer,

Watch it disappear without a trace.

I could have been a President,

Ushering in a brand new era,

One of equality and justice,

Disposing of bigotries terror.

I could have been a police officer,

Impartial without my own agenda,

A protector of the weak,

Their salvation and defender.

I could have been a firefighter,

A hero of selfless acts,

I’d have given my life for you,

Quite simply a matter of  fact.

I could have been a spiritualist,

Helping the lost find their way,

Teaching love and life,

How to appreciate everyday.

I could have been anything,

But now we’ll never know,

All my uniqueness and potential,

I shall never get to show.

I could have been amazing,

But now my light is snuffed,

Taken from this earth,

To the heaven’s up above.

I could have been an angel,

Walking on this earth,

Instead you gave me pain and anguish,

Now I am an angel in rebirth.

Written by Gabrielle Langmoore - Oct 2010

© Copyright 2010 Gabrielle Langmoore. All rights reserved.

Butterfly

Butterfly

Bold, beautiful and ambitious,

Utterly delightful and delicious.

True to herself and her heart,

True at the end as well as the start.

Everyday she’ll spread smiles,

Reflecting on every positive for awhile.

Fortunate to truly be free.

Loving life for all to see,

Yearning simply just to be.

Written by Gabrielle Langmoore Oct 2010
© Copyright 2010 Gabrielle Langmoore. All rights reserved.

Hope, Faith and Love

Hope, Faith and Love

Hold on to tomorrow,

Only if to help get through today,

Perceiving the positive in each moment,

Eases your burden beautifully each day.

Find it within yourself,

And never let it grow dark,

Interpret with your mind,

Then listen to your heart,

Heed yourself  and you’ll find your part.

As bad as it gets,

No matter what you do,

Don’t ever forget,

Love in all that you do,

Overstated yet underestimated,

Venture to learn love truly is,

Eternally uncomplicated.

By Gabrielle Langmoore Sep. 16 2010
© Copyright 2010 Gabrielle Langmoore. All rights reserved.

Released from Oppression

Released from Oppression

You can break my body,

but never my heart, soul or mind.

You can take and steal,

everything or anything that is mine,

You can leave me ragged and tired,

you can ignore the pain in my cries.

You can beat and murder me,

with little public outcry.

In your mind you dehumanize me,

to relieve your burden of guilt.

But when the time comes,

it will all show like stains on a quilt.

My only crime was being me,

persecution worthy in your eye it seems.

Filled with hate as your only conviction,

you believe you have the power to deem.

As I slip from conscious,

knowing I’m breathing my final breathes.

I look at you and smile,

loving you from my heart’s greatest depth.

I see the confusion,

as it spreads across your face.

I wouldn’t expect you to understand,

you were born for this place.

In my final act of love,

I see your anger rise.

You feel I have mocked you,

from the forgiveness in my eyes.

As you finish what you’ve started,

I feel the pain no more.

I’ve begun to leave this world,

for the place I was made for.

I rise above my body,

with no pity for my shell.

I’ve been released of your bonds,

I’ve been released from your hell.

As I ascend one big ball of light,

I leave your world behind.

A final gift as I touch your heart,

I hope peace and love you will find.

By Gabrielle Langmoore Sep. 2010
© Copyright 2010 Gabrielle Langmoore. All rights reserved.