Survival Poems - Poems about Survival

This year I turned 41 That's 16 more than I thought I'd get I mean teachers, police, parents Hell, even the statistics said 25 was it So for me, my day-to-day is weird Every morning a hard-earned prize Since I never...Read the rest...

You chance upon her in the far reaches of the backyard a place you never go and there she trembles a tiny tiger in a blurred world secreted in shadows below blackthorn shrubs faint mews draw you...Read the rest...

Scrape away, at a life. You just weren’t given any real instructions – so, you scrape like a carpenter at grey washed walls, wanting to peel off old paint – old memories, in your head you scrap away the talk...Read the rest...

The dark rooms of my mind take me to a new place every night, This place beams of sunshine, with beautiful sight. This feeling is indeed real, but far from reality, Still, this place thrives my personality. This is...Read the rest...

She was born with the whole sky in her hands, soft fingers reaching for a world that hadn’t yet told her no. Her first breath was limitless— the kind of infinite that only newborns know, before the world shrinks...Read the rest...

Whither rhyme and meter counting the number of feet or sustained metaphors, sharp similes framework for what we...Read the rest...

Why do I deserve to live when millions have died?  Prays didn't work, even though they cried.  While millions starve, their lives go to waste. As if their journey were destined in haste,  By hunger, disease, and war undone, Or...Read the rest...

Sensing a threat, move not a bit Work not with a fear of failure in mind Take not anything for granted Accept not ever your defeat, untried Try something new, ignoring routines Smile more, the whole world smiles with you Life...Read the rest...

DIY Survival Listen to this rhyme I say, and be prepared every day. In the forest you may go, weather shine or weather snow. If your lost within the trees, don’t run around like a sleaze. Don’t tromp about and shake your...Read the rest...

Potato latkes* sizzle in pure olive oil pancakes fry up brown One scrumptious...Read the rest...

pray prey pray prey pray prey pray prey...Read the rest...

Gothenburg Penitentiary, the hardest of the hardest/ The concrete jungle, where everyone is heartless/ Gothenburg Penitentiary, the show now mercy/ So, you gotta learn to swim in murky waters/ Gothenburg Penitentiary, my heart just sunk/ The next fifteen years of...Read the rest...

Two things make the world bright; The sun , The moon . Governing the morning, Governing the night. Sending away darkness and grief . Two things make our life bright; The sun , The moon. Guiding and caring Even though there are reason...Read the rest...

("Creation Myth - Anthropomorphic Nebula Merit Badge” #65, 2016, original oil) Rumors of War War, war, rumors of war, Whispered on the winds Screamed from the rooftops. Who does it benefit, What is it good for? I can tell you this as...Read the rest...

It's almost my birthday, and somehow I'm still here, barely, but breathing - after a year of mental carnage. Depression didn't knock, it broke in, set up camp in my chest, while psychosis turned the world into a funhouse mirror, bending...Read the rest...