Best Coped Poems

Millicent Portia Ponsonby-Smyth
Could speak fluent French by the time she was five.
By the age of just eight she was top of her class,
There wasn’t a test that she couldn’t pass.
English and maths she coped with just fine
And quantum mechanics she’d mastered by nine.
Her parents were...

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SOMETHING HAPPENED TO ME WHEN I WAS JUST A GIRL
IT INVOLVED A BAD MAN, & IT RESHAPED MY WHOLE WORLD
A NEW SET OF DEMONS WERE INTRODUCED INTO MY LIFE
PAIN,  & SHAME, DESPAIR, ANGER, & STRIFE
THERE WAS GREAT CHAOS IN MY LITTLE SOUL
AND IT GREW,...

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Clinging to his pillow
     Wondering
Would he ever lie beside me again
     Praying
Miraculous recoveries can come to pass
     Hoping
Finally sleeping, albeit brief
     Succumbing
Bright light filled the room
   ...

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She takes in strays that no one wants;
the house is overrun with cats;
she feeds them scraps - it's all she has -
but some will hunt and feast on rats.

Her husband left, she lost her job -
she coped. So many years alone,
the cats her only friends...

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She’s rolled up with patience
dedication and faith in the Lord;
her strictness punctuated a shared vision
that focused on learning acquisition.

  Her punctuality, precision, and determination
  to teach her pupils with discipline and right focusing;
  as a rule of thumb she always obeyed
 ...

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I was talking to a girl that goes to high school the other day, and she told me all these stories of the girls that go to her school, she is the head of an anti bully club and asked me to write something for...

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Time Flies By
By Kevin L Fairbrother

As we grow older, time just seems to fly
We welcome the new day and in no time
Well, we are looking at the night sky
…
We forget to do what we had just done
We can’t do what we used to, but try
We...

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I was talking to a girl that goes to high school the other day, and she told me all these stories of the girls that go to her school, she is the head of an anti bully club and asked me to write something for...

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it feels good to escape
with authors and poets
and dream up new places
with tales that are spun

but sometimes what's real
and sometimes what isn't
encroach on each other
and read just as one

such are the worlds
of rhyme but no reason
that question the answers
we thought we once had

and such are...

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I just can’t leave without saying:
at least bye for now or ‘till we meet again.’
a conventional phrase we always say
to people we’ve met and cared for.

In another country like in Italy,
Ciao o arrivederci is a common cliché
in Spanish they always say, ‘hasta luego’
and in my...

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I don't know
why I stayed
when I knew I deserved better.
You made me feel 
as though
I was overreacting,
and selfish.
You said I don't drown
in an ocean
I stick my face in a
puddle.
You say the waves that crash
into me
are only cars
driving over puddles.
You told me I was faking it....

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A woman may called perfect
                                        ...

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The Homeless Man


When the wind blows off the water
With it’s icy reminder that it’s growing late 
He puts his head down, pulls his scarf tighter
And once again pondered his fate.

It seems he thinks more clearly
When out where the elements rule
They have no respect for his...

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My life flashed before my eyes as I sat in the driver’s seat
I clung to the wheel for dear life
my face was as white as a sheet

Would this brave man named Dale 
live to tell the tale? 
Had he written out a will 
Drafted Out...

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It seems it takes reams of paperwork to get things done nowadays.
You can become so snarled in red tape that it'll leave you in a daze!
I wonder how Noah would've coped with such onerous fiddle-faddle,
Had panels and boards been involved to design for him a...

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