Poetry

So, I wrote these for creative writing. That means they were supposed to be written a certain way and maybe about a certain theme, but anyway here ya go.

Just a spirit floating through
Air and time, so look
Inside this heart and find
My story, my truth
Everything is not as it seems

Dar, black, empty night
Unidentified sounds
Echoing past us

I know a war
The stench of death always
Close by, invading nostrils
A simple reminder
I know a war
Pop, pop, pop
Go the guns
The booms of cannons
Cries and shouts of the fallen
I know a war
Watching man fight man
Bodies covering the ground
Children holding weapons
I know a war
The taste of gunpowder
Rotten eggs on my tongue
Tough meat
Hard bread
I know a war
The cool metal
Of this gun in my hands
My buddy's arm
Around my shoulder
Kiss on the cheek
From a child I saved
I know the war


His now detached tone made my heart pound fast
Such a pitiful little fool I'd been
What they said was true, these things never last
Takes an effort just to pick up my pen
This faithful tool that I have always had
Just like him, it has abandoned me now
The ink has run out, can't even get mad
The paper's too thin, so just take a bow
Hear the applause for the joke that I am
Trying to smother memories of you
Shaking hard, I now know you were a scam
Crying hard, I have forgotten my cue
The show is over, I hope you enjoyed
The curtain's closed, he must be overjoyed

Mirror
Twisted, clear
Falling, turning, crashing
Onto the cold, hard, tiled floor
Glass

Silly little bird
Watching from so far away
Fly down to us here

So empty, but still
Pulling them
Along, through folds and
Cracks. They are somewhere
Else, never knowing if they are alone

"Come! Come! Take a seat."
Cries the ringmaster
Feet pound in a steady beat
"Hurry! Hurry! Faster! Faster!"
"Men, women, come one come all!"
Everyone's waiting for the show
"Now! Now!" the voices call
What to expect? they did not know
A tiger is brought out
Released into the ring
The audience begins to shout
A cage is carried into the ring
Eyes peered closely
Eyes stared back
It opened slowly
Tiger circles the rat
Laughs and screams
Rang out through the ring, the con
The circus fell apart at the seems
The hunt was on
Doors locked, and gates-down they came
They were trapped in the game

well that's all for now. by the way please post what you think the last one is about. it's very metaphorical. the rest are straightforward.