I grabbed hold of a star today
And held on with all my might
The brilliance was magnificent
So I closed my eyes
As I was determined to savor this light
I grabbed hold of a star today
And pulled it to my heart
The energy was amazing
So I tightened my grasp
As I would not be torn apart
I grabbed hold of a star today
And wrote its contents on my soul
Infused with great wonderment
So I bound myself
As I would not relinquish this road
I grabbed hold of a star today
And was lifted by a thought
The view was astounding
So I settled myself
As I embraced the lessons it taught
He grabbed my power
And held it in his teeth.
I was young.
Vulnerable.
Naïve.
I
gave
it
willingly
Having never met
a psychopath before.
Having optimistic feelings
about him.
I kind of loved him.
He drained my energy
stealing from me
lying to me
hurting me deeply
b
e
t
r
a
y
i
n
g
me.
I had to let him go
even though I loved him
for he did not understand love
and
I
needed
my
power
back
so
I
could
love
myself
again….
My God that was the most embarrassing moment ever....Went to Violet's theater camp at Albertville High School earlier. We found seats in the back of the auditorium but Tasha couldn't see well so she got up and went towards the front. I watched where she went and as she sat down I got up to follow her. As soon as I step foot in the aisle area the show starts and the lights go out. It was pitch dark. I couldn't see anything! I decided to go back to my original seat but everything was just...black. I tried turning my phone on for some light but it didn't help. The auditorium had those theatre style seats that you have to pull down. I bent down and grabbed what I thought was the cushion then gave it a firm tug...when I realized what I had done I went into full panic attack mode. I had grabbed a hold of a very well endowed 60 year old ladies bosom. Before I could make a run for the door the lights came back on and I was face to face with this lady. I apologized and went back to my original seat...two rows in front of her and sank down into the seat....humiliated
It grabbed hold with teeth
Waking me, and dashing me against my own self
Skipping the bathroom
I ran to the computer
Trying to remember some of it
Magical words placed by spirit
Only half-understood by me.
I did not know I was a writer yet.
Let alone a poet!
Happens more often now
That I am willing to accept
My own soul truth.
Back of Boat Cold So Grabbed My Coat
Had been very cold in back of boat,
So what I to do was grab my coat;
In bad weather caught,
And one I had brought,
That was my idea no longer remote.
You have to intermingle positive with
a negative to end up in exact middle.
While fire burned when you did fiddle,
Searched around,
For a soft sound,
We were there giving a delicate diddle.
Jim Horn
Grabbed hold of Wildebeest’s tail
Punctured it on a rusty nail
Big loud tetanus shot
Apologized through the mail
Afraid of beast by his wail
He was pretty hot
From Trump Grabbed Mike
Trump made noise so we grabbed mike;
What he had been saying no one did like,
Very perturbing,
And disturbing,
And we all did tell him to take a long hike.
Jim Horn
She wondered why I held the door.
The moment bringing shock and pleasure.
You'd swear there was a past once more
as manners led to sense of measure.
She thanked me for the act of kindness;
which hit my hard deep chest.
But not for thoughts of being friendly,
for those of times I took a rest.
Phantasm breathing hot breath
down my neck, shades of reality gather,
apparition grabs wraith brother and his tears trickle.
My spirit rises to laughter at the
Running terror of a bully brother.
(This is a fictional poem)
I warned her not to give him a ride on the back of her scooter.
As she gave him the ride, he grabbed her hooters.
This caused her to wreck her new bike.
Her scooter got damaged and this was something she didn't like.
She grabbed a hatchet and put another crack in his butt.
Then she used her stungun to fry his nuts.
He couldn't have sex for two weeks because he had no feeling down there.
He missed the chance to sleep with a model and he's mad because he thinks it
was unfair.
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