Best Poems Written by Vanessa Mottley

This Bites

the girl sits propped over her barren desk
she had invited flowers but death halted their arrival
and because she kept asking father time the time
he summoned an hour to accompany each minute

she cursed pens on her desk
thinking their non-use caused stagnation
not so. They did glide across paper
making grand statements from time to time
but mostly they clamored for a zesty life.

she desired busy-ness.
the busy-ness you get from
pouring hot buttered soul into life
instead she was being drained of vitality
attached like adhesive to her chair.

some love the comfort of silent companions
a season for these is fine
but she had outgrown purpose-less living
being bored is a life that bites.

Copyright © Vanessa Mottley | Year Posted 2014