Its been two years and i’m 15 now,
The tumour just sits there,
Waiting, staying, lingering,
Doing absolutely no harm to anything,
It’s not hurting anything physically,
Although I wish I could say the same mentally.
I’m not allowed to feel negatively about my situation,
Why should i?
Im lucky that Im healthy,
Im lucky that I still live my life,
So why do I still panic?
And cry and break down every time I hear the words:
Brain tumour,
Why am I not allowed to cry and break down?
I know exactly why.
I can’t cry and break down,
So I can be strong for everyone else,
So I can joke about it,
So I can say:
It’s just having a little boogy up there, it’s not doing anything.
When in fact it is doing something.
Something that scans and mri’s cant pick up,
Something that brain surgeons and nuerologists cant diagnose,
Something that no one else but me can see.
It’s tearing me apart, but I wouldn’t tell anyone that,
They would tell me that I shouldn’t feel this way
They wouldn’t understand.
Categories:
boogy, 10th grade, anxiety, cancer,
Form: Free verse
If I were a poor woman
I would dance and sing
through basement boogy woogy bars
all these days and nights
of EarthTribe healthy men
Winning
not measured in applause
but absorbing painful bunions
in glad support
of Earth's healthiest worn-out pause
Performing songs with peace
inviting massive choirs
composing mother muses,
matriarchs of deeply felt integrity
dancing EarthDay's cause.
Categories:
boogy, earth day, health, integrity,
Form: Political Verse
I used to stay up all night
Dreading the terror beneath by bed
Thoughts of the boogy-man
Ran wild in my head
He came in the dark
Looking for a moment to strike
My only defense was to keep
On the light
Oh surely he would get me
The terror, the fiend
I must stay vigilant
Or dream my last dream
Constantly on guard
Aware of the threat
I would lay in the sheets
I would fear and fret
Every moving shadow
Every creak, every sound
I was alert and tense
My heart would pound
Waiting on an enemy
Who was so slow to appear
And as I grew tired of being besieged
The day drew near
I gathered up my courage
To finally face this foe
I turned off all the lights
And waited for him to show
I sat in the dark
Waiting for him to pounce
With every sound I heard
The tension would mount
But there was no attack
He didn't come to get me
I sat there bewildered as
The thought finally hit me
I got up, checked the closet
And then under the bed
But I found not trace, not a hair,
Not a thread
Relieved washed over me,
Then embarrassment, I was red
It was like he had existed,
But only in my head
Categories:
boogy, education, race, racism, society,
Form: Rhyme
bust up the beat to promote its tempo
taking you to places you need to know
rap is the harmony to take away my anxiety
not since the old famed Redd Fox boy that homeboy do think a lot
boogy down to the socks
I sit as a rose without its thorn
some may curse the very day they were actually born
but you got to wait your turn
one soul soars while the other will burn
like the world watch it turn
Rap to the rhyme & rhyme for a reason
its like the changing of the seasons without any reason
in time the seed would grow into a healthy stalk
come with me let's go for a walk
the more you breath the less you talk
folks in the numbers under the satin covers with home made lovers
by choice we often wander friends growing fonder hair getting blonder
the message is getting bolder have to look over your shoulder society's getting colder
yes that seed would grow into fruition to late on your tuition start listening
when I'm alone in my room then i stare at the wall in the back of my mind I hear my conscience call
like a bird please light the flame walk the walk away from the criminally insane
why should I complain I'm making the green bling living in a land so very mean
Categories:
boogy, rap,
Form: Free verse
There's nothing like a daddy
In his daughter's eyes
The first man in which she falls in love
She absolutely adores
Always there protecting her
Guiding her through life
Showing her how love it goes
When dealing with the boys
Always watching him flirt with mommy
Lots of kisses and hugs
A little pat upon her rear
All done out of love
Always trying to be gentle
But giving scolding when it needs done
For every action sent into the world
Bears a consequence
Whether it requires love
Or punishment over bended knee
He goes to work everyday
Comes home every night
And when it's time to go to bed
He scares away the boogy man
And tucks her in so tight
The very first man which she will judge all others
When she goes into the great big world
There's not a feeling in this universe
Quite like being called daddy's little girl
Categories:
boogy, appreciation, child, daughter, devotion,
Form: Free verse
Your my dinner date
white-cheesey mac and cheese
Mommy don't forget
my not-too-hot-green-sweet peas
game nights and holidays
when I get to be the hostess
are kept next-best to
Mommy I love you the mostest
when money's tight
and the hot rod leaves us carless
I pull myself together
to reply, I love you the farthest
you wanna dance Mom?
we are the flyest
swing spin twirl
Mommy I love you the highest
music and boogy
burdens become their lightest
I've got you this time
I love you the brightest
"get dressed" I say and say and say
these underwear are clean Mom
I just put them on
yesterday
to myself I often think
small is how I wish for you to keep
but then you'd never grow or know
that my love for you runs deep
when you're hurt tired or hungry
Your need for me is clear
I love that I'm the one you ask
Mommy will you wipe my tear
bedtime stories snuggles hugs and kisses
you ask will I stay up the latest
and keep competing
Mommy I love you the greatest
kiss your head rub your back
and tell you get some rest
Mommy I still love you more
but Grandma is the best
Categories:
boogy, children, kids, grandmother, i
Form: Rhyme
Oh my my
can you boogy, can you try?
Techniques learned from hammerin' 2X2s together
differ from techniques learned from stichin' wounds against the weather...
Is it real or is it Memorex?
Categories:
boogy, life,
Form: Free verse
Debbie Guzzi
Contest Name Something Different
Boogyman
In dark of night they came to me ..
Friends I've known for eternity...
1950 I when was five...
~Kerosene fridge brought it to life...
Om om om the fridge did say...
Opening seeing all the way...
The Boogy man by the dozen...
Grey figures that I wasn't loving...
I shut the door secured the lock...
Within my mind a door did block...
Sometimes though it springs ajar...
They come to me blue see through are...
Don Johnson
Keep looking for the boogyman
Categories:
boogy, adventureme,
Form: Rhyme
Reverse this polarity, my hormonal engine
Playing my body like a baby grand
Rough and rugged, Jerry Lee Lewis
Succumbs to Louis Armstrong in Platinum
Blues verses boogy woogy
An invariable blender, shaken not stirred
Keeping me up nights
Tapping my toes to the teardrops
entered for consideration in MJ's contest, "Let's get untwisted"
Categories:
boogy, health
Form: Free verse
Shifty eyes and raven stare,
demented caws from twisted beak,
a stealthy theif without a flock
stalks my labor from flagrant perch.
Worms nod from dusk damp holes
but I suspect no worm looks quite
as good as fresh sown seeds.
A three toed bargain tucked in bed
must look like fast food take out.
I know he'll come when my back is turned
and like the boogy man
eat my dreams before they've sprouted!
Spring ordained scarecrow am I
with trustless eyes
I wait until;
the hills drink the sun
and feathered spies slip beneath their wing
when the wetland peepers peep songs
and strings of crickets sweetly sing
beneath a tilted moon.
Categories:
boogy, nature, seasons,
Form: Free verse
Santa Clause
Tooth Fairy
Easter Bunny
The Boogy Man
Their all lies
Lies are what life is made of
People lie cause the truth is scary
But the truth is the key to happiness
The lies are just ways to get around the truth
The truth will eventually come out
So no matter the time, situation, person, or place
just say the truth so you’ll feel better
Categories:
boogy, angst, life, social, truth,
Form: I do not know?