Eric Cockrell


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  • Gold Star - 13,409 Points Terry Craddock (5/31/2015 11:37:00 PM)

    Enjoy your day Eric my friend, keep gifting the words the light into other lives, for this we choose to live our days.

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  • Gold Star - 13,409 Points Terry Craddock (4/7/2015 6:11:00 AM)

    Eric Cockrell is on facebook every day, still writing about freedom, equality, human rights, poverty, all the themes he always wrote and we valued so much. I still read some of Eric's poetry daily. They are gone from here now, Eric Cockrell 23rd January 2013, Gregory Uhan (Uhan, Gregory Allen) March 2013, Terence George Craddock June 2013 and Miroslava Odalovic March 8th,2014 busy now writing another book. They still flutter past on facebook but I miss the time when they were here. When once we shared poetry on this site: (

  • Rookie - 740 Points Kaila George (5/26/2014 9:18:00 PM)

    Wait where has Eric gone, I know I have not been often but his writing, as inspired me to be a better poet, how long has he been gone, oh my....IS HE OK....sigh...I pray you are ok Sir...devoted fan KG

  • Bronze Star - 2,914 Points Kevin Patrick (5/19/2014 6:07:00 PM)

    YES! , what Bobby Wynn says! , we need you Mr. Cockrell, your one of my favourite writers on this site, your work is always an eclectic mix of politics, life, spirituality, and damn good fight against the powers that be. If your reading this come back soon!

  • Rookie - 208 Points R.j. Wynn (8/10/2013 12:54:00 PM)

    You should come back now!

  • Rookie Ciarli Ling (2/3/2013 5:25:00 AM)

    Hi Eric, you write too much, I'm jealous. You really are like a Buddhist Priest at his temple.

  • Rookie Jasmine Basnet (9/2/2012 6:10:00 AM)

    one bear
    two bear
    oh! my dear
    happy new year

  • Rookie Jasmine Basnet (9/2/2012 6:08:00 AM)

    always be happy
    dont be sad
    its my saying
    remember that.....................

  • Veteran Poet - 1,353 Points Unwritten Soul (6/4/2012 12:08:00 PM)

    His voices

    Those voices
    Come from somewhere far
    Far, far away..in a man. a man
    A man who travel by his mind
    Who has nothing but honest heart
    A man who candles light in his voice

    His words utterly heard
    Wander through the world
    With his wisdom played
    In every song he sings
    About pieces to be whole
    About scar to get healed

    Still far, far away
    Journey of him to bright
    To stop and sing his own melody
    Cheer people with his words
    Who believe in love

    Those voices
    I still hear today
    From a same man
    who still offers his heart
    for us learning something
    For us taking from his experiences
    So now i singing my own song
    for a man who sing us for long
    A man of far, far away
    But very near near inside Eric Cockrell
    Who is a man, where the candled sound comes

    Dedicate to Eric Cockrell
    By Unwritten Soul

  • Gold Star - 7,720 Points Neela Nath (5/29/2012 10:30:00 PM)

    There is a divine touch in his write.It makes us think about the life here and life beyond.I'm one of his admirers.

Best Poem of Eric Cockrell

A Child Is Dying

for every tree you cut down,
a child is dying.
for every barrel of oil that
you drill and spill,
a child is dying.
for every coal mine you
rape the earth with,
a child is dying.
for all the nuclear waste
you cannot dispose of,
a child is dying.

for every country you bomb,
a child is dying.
for every chemical you spray
on your vegetables,
a child is dying.

for every river you dam & drain,
a child is dying.
for every oil field you own,
a child is dying.

for every animal you drive
to the brink of ...

Read the full of A Child Is Dying

The Poet Endureth!

i stare at my face in the mirror,
and count with the heavy rhythm
of the clock... moment by moment...
every feeling, born and unborn,
every taste, intoxicating, burning the lips...
every smell, faint and overpowering...
every touch... real and imagined...
and who am i? and what have i to give?
i am the sound that you cant define,

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