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Winter…. Is awful
I spend five months (give or take) a year
Every year suffering
In the cold
And the wind
And the frigid expanse of dim lighting
And depressed employees
All for what?
Ya Know I ...
Write About LESSONS In Most of My Rhymes...
The Lessons In Life That Can OPEN Your Eyes... !!!
And Sometimes.... SURPRISE ... !!!!!!!!
I'm not the girl you remember, a mean face, but submissive, nice to most, & sweet.
I tossed her to the wolves, no eviction notice, they ate her alive, fresh meat, bona petit.
Time is the continued progress of existence, past, present, and future as a whole
Achieving in an amount of time is goal
I am well aware that I am no stranger to mistakes. In truth, no one is, but this is how we learn and to be afraid of mistakes is to be afraid of the possibility for growth.
How an addict always hurries worries
where the next fix comes from
worries which of these tricks furry to run ya hunt ya
they all want ya- fun stuff
A drop falls and shatters
on the surface of the lake
as I stare between the rippled waves
and ponder each mistake.
I peer down at the water;
it peers back up at me.
I lay in silenceBreath heldstaring at a night skyTrying to grasp the depthOf what I’m looking atThe path before meClearly lit by the light from the moon...
When I would go to the store as a child I would always grab something off the shelf and my mom would have the same conversation every time. The same patience in her eyes. The same faded smile.
I live in a world where everybody lies
I live in a world where if you do anything you get despised
I live in a world where I do everything alone
And I've made it this far so look how fast I've grown
“You are getting suspended.”
Bravado’s walls crashed down,
from my eyes tears descended,
upon my head was placed a crown;
it was labeled regret,
Long ago, as a child,
Life struggles were simple.
The struggle of not doing what I wanted.
What a surprise when I grew up!
Adults can do what they wish,
I balanced my back
Flat.
In looong grass.
Felt the tickle of butterflies landing on my tummy
And with the dandelions that sway in the field
You awaken with bright blue eyes,
They twinkle with flecks of your future.
Wrapped in the blanket of love,
You are safe
In your mother’s arms.
Mom
The women whose love is so evident in life lessons, rights, and wrongs
the lesson that was most important was the lesson on how to be strong.
You wrap yourself in a ribbon of pink
My mother spoke to me in terms of flowers
She spoke to me in sunflowers,
Tall, strong, and always reaching upwards
She spoke to me in the stem’s of wild garlic,
His hands were callused and tough,
The fruits of his labor evident in his work.
Guiding and building his craft,
Teaching me from mistakes he made in the past.
"Find your dream and hold on to it,
Heart teeming with love,
liver soaking in booze;
rough around the edges,
tender to the core:
the dichotomy of you.
Do you stand here with me?
For I stand Here with me
Do you want to be here with me?
I don't want to be alone with me
the unlimited lesson
“Everything I learned I learned from the movies.”
-Audrey Hepburn-
Fade in: and the picture starts
Dr. Love,
you have pushed me to stupidity.
I have gone great lengths for you,
lied...betrayed...
risked my life as I know it.
But you taught me patience and forgiveness,
Dr. Love,
you have pushed me to stupidity.
I have gone great lengths for you,
lied...betrayed...
risked my life as I know it.
But you taught me patience and forgiveness,
Patience
For me, keeping calm as you fail
to roll over
again
For you, steady eyes
as you wait for your share of my supper
Thank you for teaching me.
Forgiveness
A teacher once told me
Poetry is emotion distilled
It’s a feeling
Run through the filter of a pencil
The impossibly abstract
The words will show me the way.
They do whatever I say.
So I write them all out.
There's no need to shout.
My poetry can save the day.
Poetry is an interesting creature.
I’ve been writing this poem for a month,
I don’t know how to tell you what
This has done for me without also sounding
Out of breath,
But last week,
I wrote 3 poems and not one of them
Poetry reaches the depths of the soul, climbing into the parts that yearn to be whole
Tugging on our heart strings, just trying to teach us things
I let the words speak to me, Poetry has taught me how to be free!
Poetry has taught me that there is nothing wrong with free expression of self
Poetry is not done for money and wealth
Poetry has taught me many things
About myself.
Between the pauses and line breaks,
I have learned the things that make me weak.
Poetry for me lacks structure,
And that makes me feel calm.
At 9 you will discover feel that you are
So grown up-and in too many ways you are
Because you have to be but please remember
That it’s okay to be a kid
To all the people willing to listen, willing to read:
I share with you my work, my creed
I have but a simple message that’s easy to hear
It’s easy to listen, to just lend an ear
A squirrel scampers across the road
Seeking adventure in a big world
Eyes bright, tail bushed, quick paws
Yet, in a flash, the pause is eternal
Perhaps a big world crushes big dreams
My dear brothers and sisters,
A father’s love is like no other.
He loves you and he respects you
And though you might forget that sometimes,
Dear High School,
This is an open letter to you as I near graduation in five short months.
Because those months will not compare to almost four years of smiles, essays, and all the memories in between.
1. It’s okay to cry, don’t let him beat it out of you because if you hold those tears inside, they will eventually drown you.
2.Embrace the parts of you that are fearless-they make you strong. Don’t suppress that, own it.
This is stupidYou are dumbMe saying these thingsMakes you feel numbI act out Because you don't hear meSo pay attentionOr I'll go crazyYou don't want meI didn't ask to be hereTreat me like I'm specialSo I don't make you fearMissing me when I'm gone
I was sixteen
And with an open heart
I did dream and fantasied alot
I was loved and knew it
I strolled to adulthood en route
I fell in love and my imaginations widened
I would lay awake all night
Let me tell ya about a time I thought it was in love Thought I was in a fairytale Made me feel like a princess Yea he also called me his queenAnd he bought be things like rings that bling and food never failed to make sure I was good But behind th
Are you excited to have a driver's license that can increase your freedom of movement in Alberta? If yes, then start preparing for the test as the process is not at all easy.
There are many times I've found to have defined me as an adult,
but I myself did not perceive the state of my affairs.
But the day I delivered my Athena
I seemed to grow the grayest of my hairs.
Something deep in my stomach wants to throw up raw blades but my thighs are already covered in blood.
So people can see I’m alive, I plant a peach tree underneath bullets in my skin.
She didn’t deserve my touch.
Yesterday,You were okay.We had a conversation.We laughed together,you reminded me of the good in life.
If 2016 was a roller coaster,
It would probably be the rockiest one yet
A year filled with ups and many downs
Filled with failures that turned into lessons
September 19. A friendship began.
October 31. An unbreakable clan.
December 25. Gift exchanges and cheers
February 14. A new atmosphere.
March 18. Eyes on the prize.
April 20. Not so wise.
If ever,
One day
Your children
Find the love letters
I’ve wrote you
Tell them
This is the type of love
They should search
Far and wide for
Someone to teach them
She was born a mistake and mistakes she will make,
Mistakes are lessons you should take.
She will grow to have two brothers,
And those brothers will bug her.
Mistakes she made but her brothers love her as is...
It's never too late
You must feel trapped
And feel like it's all faith
It's never too late
To change your life
And to make it all great
It's never too late
What you should do
i called you babe
last night in a dream
you stuttered but said love
what do you need?
and made me your heart
and i felt whole again
by being just yours
every hair on end
you took my hand
Let the rain pour down on me.
Let it was away my shame
Cause I can't stand to look down
at myself and see my mistakes laid out like
angry red welts on my skin
and see the dark raised edges of my scars,
Life is no fun when you're counting it by the hours
Life is worth living when you’re gazing at this flower
Of what has become and what’s going to be
It stands bright and strong after stung by honeybees
I HATE that I remember random facts about you
Like what your laugh sounds like
Your favorite food
Your drink of choice
I HATE that the memories we made have yet to vanish
I HATE what has become of us
He took my heart and ran with it.
Far away he ran,
and when I asked him for it back,
too far had he run away.
I called out into the dusky gloom,
through the air thick with desire,
You're okay
Don't be scared
They don't hate you
Don't say that
It was a mistake
Don't hide your face
Yes, they're going to talk
Don't cry
I know it's hard, but you have me
You must help me to become my best
I'm scared to fly away out from the west
It's nothing. nevermind. I'm here with you
Holding my wooden basket,
Fingers splintering,
Walking through the apple orchard,
Feet blistering.
Birds echo their symphony overhead,
Then my ears catch a muffled noise;
At six years old she can see the world full of wonder,
and her daddy says "Stand up tall baby girl or they'll walk all over you."
At twelve years old she sees a world full of opportunities,
I learned not to stay When I was three.
(Don't look back)
I learned my self worthBy the time I was five.
(Less than a pill)
I'm more than girl,
I'm a woman in training,
Caring, obsessive, just a little crazy,
I'm a geek, or nerd, whichever is preferred,
I cook, clean, sing, and do just about everything,
There are days I get lazy,
When my mothers angry - she starts to say illogical things
Like maybe if I didnt smoke so much weed
I wouldnt have 6 cavities or
like the other day
When she told me " maybe the lesbian is getting to your head "
There is a time before sunlight,
when everything seems not right.
When all of the plagues on the heart,
three-thousand miles away on a barren planet where kaleidoscope skies paint murals of the aliens.
a town where all your friends’ families are also yours, unchained doors down every street.
She was sixteen, with a confused soul
All of her dreams were glitter & gold
He took hold of her morals, she did let go
We're taught to read and comprehend,
to understand each word written,
even the reason for the order they're in.
We're taught to write,
our feelings exposed on a thin sheet of lines,
Writing is an act of thought,
A Muse chased into eloquence,
A wild idea, tamed and caught
And realized through writer's sense
The cause itself, irrelevant,
The processes behind it too,
People will judge you
from you looks to you attutide
to your nails to your shoes
that is what people do
they wont remember your name
unless you rise into fame
and have money and expensive things
When the sun goes down, and the moon rises high,
When the fire flies glow under a deep starry night,
Life surges through my soul,
Here I am playing another role to keep people from getting hurt,
From Your Father:
I was not raised to be what you need.
I will never love you
And I left to spare you that pain.
I was never ready to be your father,
And so I chose to never be one to you.
Time has passed,
The pain still lasts,
And I’m still hesitant to write,
Issues and pains,
They still remain,
The thing that really makes me tick is the continuousclock's hands beating to the rhythm of time, and I just wanna screambecause time is nothing nothing nothing compared to what we've
I’m thinking of a place
God, help me get there
I want to reach it
What does it feel like?
I’m running in a race
We are not invincible,
Bones break
Like glass shatters
We are young
Hearts burst open thousands a day
We are human
Quite the antonym
Of perfection
Nature is what makes up this world.
Birds in their nest curled
It can be rough, but somehow we make it through.
You are left vulvnerable and scared, but
that is what makes you grow and be stronger
As a baby, I laid and cried in my crib
Observing the sunlight peering through my window
You open your eyes and the world around you seems so beautiful
A blue sky with white clouds above during the day
A dark purple sky with glittering stars at night
There is a force within you that you do not comprehend
Everyone has a secret to bury:
The girl with the blonde hair, enticing smile,
brand new car, the quarterback boyfriend...
The "perfect" life.
Her life isn't as perfect as it would seem.
This is something I can never reread, this low,
this phycological disfunction and everything that coincides.
It's funny, I still see color.
No dull, no enhancement,
Just Life.
I can think.
Dear Love,
I gave it all to you.
And you dog gone took it and ran with it.
Such a fool, to have ever think we would be.
Say Hello like you care Not like you are forced to be there. Lessons must be written & taught Not written and rewritten by the lot. Personal interest is of the utmost importance when it comes to class.
Do you know what it's like to want the simplist things, but your budget just doesnt simply call for it?
Mean what you say, say what you mean.
If you don’t mean it, don’t say it.
This poison that tumbles from your lips
Can destroy a reputation,
Can destroy confidence,
Can destroy a soul.
The world’s expectations for you are high, you’re judged right off the bat
People expect you to fit into a mold, but there’s wrong in that.
Your life is on a timer, so it makes sense for the mind to yearn
Physically you're here
Mentally you're there
Emotionally, you were never prepared...
You've made me hate my self
For many years...
Yeah my brain's getting bigger But my skin's getting thinner.The test says that I'm a winner,But I'm not. Just tell me this won't last. Remind me it's just a classDon't tell me about the pastLeaders of our land And an online confrontationMeans I c
Laugh at me, put me down, spit in my face, take my virginity, lecture me, kick me...But Never will you Define MeI am old as ancient times.I am the roots of an Oak Tree.
How easily we believe confidence in each other
And thus the risk is taken—we chance doubting everyone and everything we believed in.
The irony of trust?
The journeys we travel throughout the years,
Mark us for this lifetime and the next.
Our hope, love, and courage intersect,
Thus making us stronger like our frontiers.
Your father taught you how to live
Without a hope, and how to give
A kid he didn't care about
A life of shame and fear and doubt;
He taught you how to miss a guy
You never knew, and wonder why
Each lesson puts a dense weight on my chest,
And all of the information blurs together in a fuzzy heap.
My brain cannot filter what I do not fully understand.
Each subject is taught back to back,
commence a war within my rib cagepicked clean and emptywith the stinging electricityof his touch.
a failure of lessons taught
again again again
I know why the caged bird sings,
To tell me the message,
That of which Maya Angelou wrote for me,
She wrote it for me,
Just for me,
You see,
Sometimes I need a little pick-me-up,
My feet are set
I am down and ready
My brow breaks into a sweat
But I keep my focus steady
Bang! My heart leapt with the shot
My adrenaline began to flow
My blood ran hot
As I let my body go
School is such a juggle, of books, papers, and tests,
The hope is that in the end, you will finish best,
That you will hold that paper, the key to your new life,
The key that will support, your husband or your wife,
I'm the one that fell too hard, too fast.
I guess what he felt wasn't happiness.
He saw her for the first time in six months.
Everything he had felt came rushing back like floods.
Who was I?
Nobody now.
Perhaps broken roads
Create more beautiful paths
For ones fork in the road
Created a gloomy past
Lessons are learned
and the lessons are passed
For ones valuable mistake
Prevented a serious clash
LIFE
Such a small word with a lot of meaning
An eclectic beauty or nightmare
It depends on how your visionaries see it
As the sun fades away
The sky turns to gray
O' dear, I can only say,
"See you tomorrow morning star"
We look back in time
To where we had our best and worst times
Wish we had a time machine
I have been through...
the innocents
the confused feeling
the love
the lies
the let down
the wishful thinking
the love
the safe feeling
the heart break
the sleepless nights
It takes strength to deal with a broken heart
It takes strength to move on
It takes strength to turn your pain into happiness
It takes strength to hold your head high
It takes strength to be heard
I was always taught never seem weak
Always act strong
To always fake that smile
And laugh like nothings wrong
But right now I think about those hard times I got through
How far is repentance
When damnation surrounds?
How far is forgiveness
When darkness confounds?
How far is love
When lust consumes?
How distant the stars
When stuck in our tombs?
