Ben Ranney
Council Bluffs, IA, USA
Ben RanneyCouncil Bluffs, IA, USA |
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I've been writing since childhood. I'm currently being published in two anthologies, "Silver Linings" from World Poetry Association and "The Glistening Stars" from The National Library of Poetry. I'm agnostic, impatient, and perhaps, intelligent. To me, the pen is the strength I've lost. Liquid emotion, the little freedom I still possess. Those who sought to break me, only made me. I dedicate my poetry to the unfortunate, to those who will never shine. I share the light. |
Final FrontierPandora, had a boxwithout a lock that held, the voice of man. Pandora, opened the box without a lock that held, the voice of man which said, "xenocide." Pandora, closed the box without a lock that held, the fate of man. BlindedFound myself, a pedestal,and sat, atop it, looking on with knowing eyes, thought to don, the guise of godhood. Never saw the lies, how low, my pedestal stood, thought to be higher, sinking lower, in the guise of god. |
SaddenedThe small thingsand the void which is fear one more piece is dying and the laughter, more the junkies cry while I die fills the mind behind, catch up and so, I see everything but the pen never lies pass into there's the box nailed shut darkness falling, I'm down which is damned it haunts, the smile ghost of heaven stapled to my head. |