Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

Least Favorite Poem

i was created, much like a poem
not through love, rather penned
on a blank sheet of thoughtless words
that were spit out in darkness, devoid of feelings
wallowing in emotions that left me numb to touch
as i watched them ink me from the pools of crimson tears
that riddled every line of torturous scars atop child's flesh
then crumple me in little balls, and discard me as worthless
i wasn't their masterpiece, they never signed their name
i was the least favorite poem they ever wrote


September 27, 2019

Story of my life poetry contest
Sponsored by Silent One

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Elaine Perrin October 10, 2019 at 8:13 AM Well you’re now one of my favourite poets and I’m so glad I’ve had the opportunity to read your fabulous work. So sad but beautifully written. Sending hugs :-) x Sandra Adams October 10, 2019 at 9:08 AM Thank you so much for your wonderful comment....i love twisting emotion into my poems... hugs :) Sandy

Chris Green October 9, 2019 at 9:16 AM Maybe your least favorite but the judge seems to like it a lot (and so did I ) Congrats my friend. Chris Green October 9, 2019 at 12:26 PM Oh I should have said again. Ooops. : ) Sandra Adams October 9, 2019 at 9:32 AM thank you my friend :) hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen October 6, 2019 at 12:06 PM - Congratulations Sandra, on your 2nd place in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sandra Adams October 6, 2019 at 12:51 PM Thank you Anne-Lise :) hugs

Hello There October 4, 2019 at 10:24 PM You go girl! Congratulations!! Sandra Adams October 6, 2019 at 12:51 PM Thank you my friend :) hugs

Vijay Pandit October 4, 2019 at 5:28 PM Back with congrats Sandy on your podium win. Sandra Adams October 6, 2019 at 12:50 PM Thank you so much Vijay :) hugs

Chris Green October 4, 2019 at 5:24 PM Congrats my friend. It is an honor to share second place with you in this contest. Sandra Adams October 6, 2019 at 12:50 PM Thank you so much my friend :) hugs

Jeanne Mcgee October 4, 2019 at 4:35 PM And look how beautiful you turned out! with amazing poetry too. Congrats. Sandra Adams October 4, 2019 at 5:07 PM Thank you so much for such kind words :) hugs

Silent One October 4, 2019 at 3:23 PM As always a deep and emotive poem.. i liked your take on the contest.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Sandra Adams October 4, 2019 at 5:06 PM Thank you so much for the honor of a win and for hosting yet another great contest :) hugs

Chris Green September 30, 2019 at 7:49 AM One of the best things about Monday for me is getting to read all of the wonderful poetry you have posted over the weekend. Though sad, this was wonderfully crafted. The creativity in this is amazing. The emotions were felt strongly as an empty feelings coursed through my body as I read this. Exceptional my friend. Best wishes in the contest. Sandra Adams September 30, 2019 at 8:32 AM Aww what a kind thing to say, thank you my friend... i was busy this weekend but still found time to squeeze some poetry in...hugs :)

Quoth Theraven September 29, 2019 at 5:33 PM Sandra, I like the penned poem that was their least favorite..,favored now. -Richard Sandra Adams September 29, 2019 at 6:17 PM Thank you so much Richard :) hugs

Gershon Wolf September 29, 2019 at 2:24 PM Whoa! And I thought I had it bad growing up... My heart goes out to your for all you suffered. Blessings, Gershon Sandra Adams September 29, 2019 at 2:29 PM Thank you my friend. I am good. I treat others the way I longed to be treated and I write poems :) hugs

John Hamilton September 28, 2019 at 12:31 PM This brought tears to my eyes, I so relate to the tragedy of these words and actions, they maybe didn't know better, at least that's how I try to rationalize it. Like you say at least we learned from and try not to repeat it to others! Sandra Adams September 28, 2019 at 1:04 PM So sorry you had to go through this as well.. and yes it made us better people because of it. Things were different back when we were born. I am only a couple years under you ... they probably didn’t know better. Maybe that explains why we both love poems and lyrics with the melancholy feel... hugs my friend :)

Vijay Pandit September 28, 2019 at 7:40 AM You shine my friend despite the rough start..these words you wrote, touch heart and mind..sad, yet powerful. Sandra Adams September 28, 2019 at 11:14 AM Thank you my friend...life is what you make of it, of course once you are old enough to fend for yourself...i am better because of it :) hugs

Lady Labyrinth September 28, 2019 at 6:36 AM sharp. Sandra Adams September 28, 2019 at 11:13 AM thank you...

Caren Krutsinger September 28, 2019 at 2:19 AM Wow! Wonderful write, my friend. No wonder you are such a marvelous supporter for so many! "that riddled every line of torturous scars atop child's flesh then crumple me in little balls, and discard me as worthless" There is nothing like this to make you want to build up others. Terrifically done!

Winged Warrior September 27, 2019 at 10:37 PM Well, you're my favorite poem now Sandra...I understand completely how it feels to be abandoned and discarded...for me, by love...may a thousand Angels come to comfort you, my friend...on the bright side? it has brought you to this place in time and nuance of thought that paints your poetic palette...we are Wounded Warriors against the grain...sword & shields up! lol...^WW^ :o) Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 10:45 PM Thank you my friend...it made me who i am...i am empathetic and compassionate towards even strangers in need, my oldest son takes after me totally and makes me proud of his acts of kindness and even prouder when he tells me he learned it from me...but hey past pain makes for some pretty good poems, right? hugs :)

Regina Mcintosh September 27, 2019 at 9:44 PM This is so sad and I wish I could have been your mom and shown you all the love I wanted to show a daughter. I'm so sad for this pain you must have felt. God bless you always. Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 9:48 PM awww what a sweet thing to say Regina...it taught me compassion for others at a young age...thank you :) hugs

Andrea Dietrich September 27, 2019 at 8:57 PM OMG, that is so sad, Sandra. LOVE your way with words. I am one of your biggest fans, and I am sorry how you must have felt growing up. (they did not know the wonder of you!!) Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 9:13 PM it made me a compassionate person, a great mom and mom-mom and a poet...it's all good my friend :) hugs and many thanks

Hello There September 27, 2019 at 8:47 PM They were not poets... clearly. You are a masterpiece created by a higher power. And you have written yourself anew, Sandra. It is clear to us, for we (even me, somehow ;) are the poets!! You are a treasure ~ ((hugs)) Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 8:52 PM Thank you my friend...sometimes a painful childhood can make you more empathetic to others...i know it has me, and hey it made me learn to express myself through poetry... hugs you are a treasure too :)

M. L. Kiser September 27, 2019 at 8:30 PM Great personification in this, we don't often think about the things we toss away. Sandra Adams September 27, 2019 at 8:34 PM thank you my friend.....one person's trash is another's treasure right? hugs :)