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You Tought Me

Look at you. You have everything you ever wanted. You can do anything you ever wanted. You cant get in trouble. You can only gain favoritism. You get away with being a bully. No one would ever believe YOU would bully. Well I do. And I do because I felt your bulling. You are the cause of the way I am today. You changed me so much, I cant even get my old self back. You pretended to be my friend. Then you ripped my heart in to. You took my feelings, and you used them against me. You scared me, so I took my feelings and pushed them away. Now all my feelings are hidden inside me, so even if I broke a bone, I wouldn’t feel it. You made me hide my feelings so deep, I cant even find them. I don’t feel many feelings now days. And you are to blame. Then you took my brain, you twisted it so that I cant see myself the right way, only how you want me to see myself. Now I see myself in a dangerous way. All my thoughts and memories are different. I cant even look into the mirror, or I will do horrible things to myself. Then you took my friends from me. I tried to warn them what you would do, but you had already started changing them. You are a horrible person. You ruined my life. You changed me right in front of my eyes. Right under my nose. Right in front of the world. My hole future was ready, now it has crumbled, and I am so sick, I probably don’t even have a future any more. But then a miracle happened. A light came my way. and if it wasn’t for this light, I would be dead. This light healed me. It fixed my memories and stitched my heart. I see clearly now, but at the same time I don’t. For in the time I was sick, I had changed so much, I don’t recognize myself now. I will soon though, because I am healing fast. And now I am healing other people. Because I know how they feel, and I know how to help them. I know that they need a special light, and I know how to give it to them. You taught me to see differently, you taught me to see hope, joy, faith, love, and so much more. You taught me a life lesson. so in a way, thank you.

Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012



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What Am I

What am I? I shall give you some clues, try to guess what I am, or I'll give you the blues. I do a lay-up like a chicken, I swim like a cat, I run like a cow, and do hurldles like a rat. I play ball like a turtle, I shoot a puck like a hog, I play lacross like a centipede, and tennis like a dog. I play soccer like a goat, I kick a football like a mare, I ski like a snake, and snowboard like a hare. so now you have to give me an answere, and it shouldnt take you long, for I think its quite simple, I hope you wont get it wrong...

Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2011

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Championship

Crouch on the balls of your feet lean forward in suspense hands and arms out as though reaching for something not there staring at the body in front of you listening to the soft boom, boom, boom, of the ball see a pass lurching forward grabbing the ball all instinct now sprinting dribbling nothing but you and the ball going toward the hoop senses all aware feel the enemy’s hot breath on your neck grab the ball just a couple steps away 1...... 2...... everything in slow motion jumping release the ball firmly, yet gently hear the buzzer sound hear the thuds of the ball bouncing back and forth between the rim ball not deciding whether to go in the net or not see the ball balance on the rim hear the swish of the ball going through the net see the score change the enemy’s down by one hear the crowd cheering and stomping teammates screaming and celebrating putting you on there shoulders Gatorade on the coach fans surrounding you energy level off the chart happiness incredible a moment to treasure.

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Ignorant Girl

You love it while it's there.
You have fun with it,
you take it for granted,
and sometimes you don’t even know its there.
And you never truly even know what it is,
because you never care to find out.
You rely on it with your life.
So then it leaves you.
 It's goes,
because of your ignorance.
Because of you never caring about it,
until you doesn’t have it.
Then you realize that you will never have that again,
you realize that it is forever gone.
Never to show its face to you again,
but still you hope with all your heart. 
Because you need it back,
you seek it's comfort.
aAnd you apologize to it,
but because of what you did,
Sorry Just Isn't Enough.

Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012

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Sunset Beach

Walking on the sands of the beach, feeling the warm grains in between your toes. Seeing the sun slowly going to sleep, the water waves tickle your feet. Watch the setting sun, the colors mesmerize you, you can't look away. wading into the water , washing away your worries, happy as can be.

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Autumn

Fire’s orange-yellow color, Gives the room a joyous aurora, Smell of lovely smoke, Wafts up your nose, And the crackle of the warming fire, Fills the room and all the house. Children poking at each other’s backs, Laughing and singing to the songs they know, Holding hands with their best friends, Eating all the food in sight, Shouting and joking with everyone around. Fun and games the adults all share, Wine and olives making everyone merry, Adults all telling their favorite jokes, Love and friendship flying through the air.

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Blood

I write this note as I cry my tears they are not the normal types of tears though for I am crying blood but I like crying blood it feels good to cry blood to cry away hurt to cry my blood soon I will be done crying blood and It will start all over agien they will hurt me agien then I will cry agien but I like crying it lets me know that soon I will have nothing left to cry then the pain will be gone forever I cant wait for that it is one thing for me to look forward to it will be haven better than haven I will be joining my people who are smart to get away from all this pain they will welcome me I will belong truly belong no longer the misfit no longer the outcast I will belong for the first time then I will cry but it wont be blood it will be sunshine golden tears of sunshine I cant wait for that for when that happens I will finally be free free of this jail for when there is no more blood there will be sunshine and I will be happy finally

Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2012

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Living On a Cloud

Living on a cloud flying high in the sky feeling the raindrops as they fall rinsing away your troubles living on a cloud sleeping on air the sun in your face seeing the world go on below you living on a cloud making friends with the birds yet none of them understand why you are up here when you should be down there living on a cloud alone and frightend looking for someone to share secrets with living on a cloud the thunder becoming your only music but it brings joy to your ears living on a cloud the lightning becoming your only light but it brings happy tears to your eyes living on a cloud content yet not happy living up here and wishing you were down there.

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Log In Your Eye

why do you judge people? Why say to random people, what is wrong with them, when you have much more wrong with yourself. You cannot let yourself be the person that judges. you cannot let that person be your friend or anyone you might come across. For would you want someone telling you that you have problems, when they clearly have many more problems than you do? So why do you still tell people they have problems, when the problem is you? Matthew 7

Copyright © Jill Spitz | Year Posted 2011

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Darkness

Darkness. It is your enemy. So deadly quiet. So deadly still. It brings out your fear. It holds you back. It will drag you into a living nightmare. It will hold you captive forever. You cant break through. You cant get out. Don’t try to struggle. Don’t try to cry. You will be paralyzed. You will be blinded. You wont be able to scream. You wont be able to breath. So beautifully horrible. So sweetly violent. It is black. It is nothing. All light disappears. All evil comes out. You wont be able to die. You wont be able to live. Your soul will be sucked out. Your body will disintegrate. Darkness.

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