There in benny street im in a heap
bright water all around me
Im a cheap wine in a drunken drain
I don't need anyone dancing around me
If I were a black sheep of the family
I pillow down
I kick all my belongs
down rainbows end
Cant get a grip of the ground
Im upside down, the right way
Always the breeze
waking dreams leave me tired
Falling back again
bright water all around me
i could never
at least i don’t think so
but at times i wonder
tonight more than ever
i’m feeling the angst
of troubled times
my inner tower
trembling
maybe even crumbling
shaken to the core
i get a grip of myself
remembering to be strong
though at times i may wonder
i know i could never give up
i could never give in
AP: 3rd place 2020
I watch you
And you don't know it
I see your loneliness
And it touches me
I watch and secretly wish
Things would be otherwise
I'm not indifferent to
The way you can't bring yourself
To come to me and face me
You're ashamed and realize
If you'd be worthy
I'd have you
But for the life of you
You can't get a grip of yourself
So I just continue
To watch and secretly wish
Things would be otherwise
AP: 1st place 2022
PS featured in 2017
Peter wanted to cook some fresh snails
So he followed their silvery trails
He put them in a pot
But a lid he forgot …
Up kitchen walls poor Peter now scales!
06~03~17
THAT MOMENT WHEN: you get a grip of reality
& the segments of the figment of your imaginary,
turns out to be nothing more than your FANTASIZED creativity
THAT MOMENT WHEN:you come to the realization
you're being simple...but you could care less about a moral or a principal
THAT MOMENT WHEN: you stare in his eyes & visualize
what could be,falsely...the indecency...
THAT MOMENT WHEN: you accept your visual blindness
to be your weakness... the hassel for the Mistress
who is now the Ex
The Example of why you should never TAmper and leave well enough alone when its all said and done He's sure to go Home
The horns are squeezed the bells ring out
Auld Lang Syne is sung, no one about
All gone to their homes, arm in arm they walk
A few bevies inside them, so they talk the talk.
Of how it will be this coming year
Money no object, no fighting or fear
Till they get home, something seems to snap
The dog is kicked, the wife gets a slap
The bevies have taken over, control is nought
Peace ever after, what a grand thought
No use trying to coax or chivvy when like this
Definitely stand away, don't get close for a kiss
He will blame it on a bad pint, same as last year
Makes you want to forget new year with all its fear
He needs to be locked up with a few likewise men
Bet he would never, beat his wife up again.
So all you men and women that drinks too much
this poem I hope your conscience will touch
Get a grip of yourself be a man keep off the beer
Give your family a break next new year
For all the abused women and children that fear holiday times
Penned 01/01/2015 by Seren Roberts
Contest : poems that received H.M. previously
Train your ability to steal
and you will get a grip of steel.
Volodymyr Knyr
2014
Peaceful, and Silent is the world as gentle wind
Flows through my hair
A turning ice cream cone appears in the distance sky
Rumbling, I run for miles and miles
Faster and faster, finally
Allowing the wind to grab out at me
And
Wrap its self around me
Devoured by the ice cream cone
Walls of black covered the wonders of hope
I tried to get a grip of the last bit of light
Love, determination, and the
Urge to survive,
Powered me to follow my dreams and
Get hold of that last bit of light
I’ve waited my whole life
The new me as arrived
Afraid of nothing and ready to face
The harsh world
Once again
A survivor lives
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