Secrets disclosed,
Grades exposed,
And constant trials,
I smile.
Danger leaks,
Dorian wreaks,
And all the while,
I smile.
Lost in love,
Thunder above,
And meanwhile,
I smile.
Sitting at home,
All on my own,
So bills pile,
I sob.
Categories:
yr, 8th grade, black african
Form: Rhyme
Mae hi yn yr un
hi yn yr un i caru
hi yn unig un
Categories:
yr, love,
Form: Senryu
Yr Stormus Nos
The Stormy Night
The Rain punching me,
Hitting me with tiny punches
Dark clouds block light
The dark wall engraved with faces of dark
Lighting flashing once,
Count the seconds
One.. Two.. Three.. Four...
Describe a thunder storm without the sense of sound
Sponser ~ Brenda Chiri
Categories:
yr, light, rain, storm,
Form: Free verse
RIP ROARING WOMEN
Some of us
are just born quirky
Run from kitchens
Hide
From the housewifely tasks
Read hardy boy books
Sitting in an apple tree
Some of us collect bruises
instead of dolls
Some of us
Want to fly
Want to climb away the fear
Of never fitting in
yearning for new books instead of gowns
Here’s to you Malala
Who wants to fly
into the world of books
Pakistani child, 14 years old
Taliban hit, yet still survives
defied bullets
May you live on to climb with us
We are still climbing
Reading
Jumping
Flying
Struggling but climbing into
Joyful lives of contentment
Categories:
yr, introspection, life,
Form: Free verse
Violets are red,
the sky is blue,
mom I will always love you
Happy mothers day
It was cute could melt your heart have a great mothers day every one!!
Categories:
yr, love
Form: Rhyme
& I'll prescribe a lot of weed,
and diagnose a prognosis
by extracting every seed
of yr unconscience science;
of childhood busride snowball dodging
compliance,
I'll shoot you UP
with questions,
confidence and tantrums,
and pick the ferrels
of yr cranium, and
GO
Subterranean
ON
yr REIGN ium!!!
Categories:
yr, caregiving
Form: Rhyme
and the stars rain on you
like snow.... let intuition rule the day
and wonder allwhatabout you don't know...
for tomorrow is still on borrowed
time today, and today's really just the
same anyway... back to the under - toe:
ime calling unto you
cause i dont know what to do
the sand giving way
underfoot
towing me away
to where angels often put
sagebrush candles
drywash weathered vanes
rusted simple somethings that mean
just the same
as the feeling I get
when calling yr name....
under big sky country, the sun is On...it hunts me,
but when birds go back to nest, when seabreeze in from the coast
doth grace yr bodystyle most, blowing with blue coolness
out here in this burnt obscure desert roast,
the wait before weather comes
and goes is all to know
in between the frontal fronts
and loaner lows...
the under - toes
& lunar nose...
pops a pose,
then goes...
Categories:
yr, friendship, hope, love,
Form: Rhyme
what they all say
in passing
I'm withered, dry and dripping
with emotion
from this fasting
throwing weight around, I flail
along muddy ground
senses numb before
awakened from the storm
midnight passing into dew
to finally understand anew,
the daylight from the dark
my love snuffed out
before a spark
of incandescent sunlight
on my shoulders straight
the way we know that all in life
is realized by fate...
Categories:
yr, angst, introspection, lost love,
Form: Rhyme
being of
the reality known as spotless?,
mind yr manners
writing banners
under the cornerstone bridge
that is lined
by a hedge...
and follows blue river
over rock
sand, and stone
allthewhile
never letting us
feel alone...
Categories:
yr, hope, inspirational, on writing
Form: Rhyme