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Best Poems Written by Courtney Vinch

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I Am

“ I am”
I am myself the only one to see
I am so delicate and easy to break
Maybe I will be free and then I can make some cake
One day I will be far from home and free
I am so tired of being alone and in pain
I want to be thought of and held so tight
Can there just be one time  where I stick up and fight?
I love to go out and just dance in the rain

As  life passes by I still love to hide
I want to be able to find some love
I washed my lovely body with some Dove
When  my wings fall I wont be able to fly
Sometimes all you have to do is just cry
The day will soon come when I fine my pride

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Wait

"Wait"


“Wait”
 
Why do I wait?
 I’m so breakable, and fragile
 But it’s ok to cry
 
I wish they would stay
 They let me go
 Why do I wait?
 
I’m not pretty, I say
 Maybe that’s why they go away
 But it’s ok to cry
 
What can I do, what can I say?
 I want to be held
 Why do I wait?
 
When I think they love me, they break me
 Alone everyday
 But it’s ok to cry
 
Maybe I should run away
 Always alone
 Why do I wait?
 But it’s ok to cry

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Love Is Like a Bee's Sting

Love is like a bee's sting
It's sting is the reminder
The bee is buxxing in my ear
It lands on my nose, I hear it saying "Be Careful". My eyes focus on its stinger.
I taste that its sweet honey is really poision.
Thats what love is, love tastes so sweet but it can be poisionous like a bee stinging you on the nose
A touch thats the first part of love. My first real boyfriend Josh can tell you, in NewYork, at school  in an 8th grade c lassroom.
He could remind you of the first time we met
The bee flies off to the flower buzzing
"After all that time"
#Love, does the world reaaly need to know?
Bee, are you talking to me?
The fresh flowers died, but yet it still
stood straight into the ground
"Honey" is a name called for a certain special someone. Honey is also the product of a bee.
A couple on a bench are fighting, and soon one was off flying away.
Little Court, lost in her emotions
love is going to be a payback
The future is not going to be a place of love
it will be full of hatred
I'll have to forget all of the things I've already forgotten
J'taime
the stars make their own wishes
Love is worse than a bees sting

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Miles

Last Tuesday night my mother, Jenna comes into the house
I'm sitting in the living room with my other mom, Kelly
Jenna asks us if we could take a drive with her
So we all get in the car
And as we a ll drive, silence creeps along like the cracks of a frozen lake
Our hearts begin to thud slowly off beat
And I wonder and then I know
And I didnt imagine it would end like this
I didn't imagine an ending at all, but if they were going to tell me about the divorce
What a way to do it
I sit in the back seat and think about how lucky we were to have had this family
Their 20 years of marriage, my 15 with them
I remember all of us driving miles out in the highway until I fell asleep in the back seat
i dont want this life to end
Jenna starts to talk
She tells me that our caris just 13 miles away from reaching 100,oo miles now
I wonder if this is part of the divorce speech or just a distraction
I feel angry, they should just say it
She tells me the reason we took this ride is so thatt we could all e there to reach 100,000 miles toghter as the people who matter in our life
Slowly I realize thid idnt a break up ride or a divorce ride or a seperation ride
This is a 100,00 mile ride
Were in the car and we're driving on a Tuesday night
And we're 99,987 miles in
We stop for onion ringd and sundaes
Keep driving 99,993 miles Stevie Nicks
99,997 miles Elton John
When we get to 99,999 miles we holds hands, blast Melissa Ethridge and sing Lucky at the top ouf our lungs
There are too many, reasons that my mamas found love in eachothers presence 
There are too many moments when we are unbreakable, and this
moment we are one family
Constructing as we go
Burning bridges behind us
Add mileage like graceful aging 
Driving in our car towards moonlight

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When

"When"


“When”
 
When we dream
 And when we love 
Is there anything
 Above
 When we begin
 In our dreams
 In our past
 We can try and make this last
 Change is one way of bravery
 But
 Deep inside theirs a child
 Still afraid
 Learning to crawl
 Take down the walls 
Be proud.

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Love

If in the morning when you wake,
 If the sun does not appear,
 I will be here.
 If in the dark we lose sight of love,
 Hold my hand and have no fear,
 I will be here.

 I will be here,
 When you feel like being quiet,
 When you need to speak your mind 
I will listen.
 Through the winning, losing, 
and trying we'll be together,
 And I will be here.
 If in the morning when you wake,
 If the future is unclear,
 I will be here.
 As sure as seasons were made for change,
 Our lifetimes were made for years,
 I will be here.

 I will be here,
 And you can cry on my shoulder,
 When the mirror tells us we're older.
 I will hold you, 
to watch you grow in beauty,
 And tell you all the things you are to me.
 We'll be together and I will be here.
 I will be true to the promises I've made,
 To you and to the one who gave you to me.
 I will be here.


(This is to Daz)

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Kindegarden Self

Dear Little Court,                                                                                            Courtney Vinch

You, are still growing, you have come so far through all these years.
With all the 
Regrets
Mistakes
And
Losses
You have 
Broken down your walls
Gained more knowledge
And
Changed into a beautiful young woman
Over these years’ time has passed
And yet we don’t know what’s coming next
Don’t be scared
Just go forward
You will succeed in life
And change the world 
It may be something little
But
Remember you started off as little 
And now
You turned into something big.

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Tears

“Tears”


Slowly tiny drops 
Drip , Drip
Falling 
Down, Down
Those brownn eyes
Blink, Blink
Forever more
More
Your eyes will
Cry, Cry
And you heart will never 
Be 
Dry.

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I Know

I know whats right and what is
wrong
I know we are never
forgiven
I know what
I 
should do
I know that people don't 
care
I know that things will never
change
I know the
time
will come
I know
you
will always be there


I know
life
is worth
livng
I know that
I
am wanted
I know not to dream
but
to live
I know the
world
will never 
change
I know
we
are always forgotten
I know you will
save me
I know, I know

I know 
Once Upon A Time
she knew she was 
beautiful
I know she was
never
cared about
I know she knew it was ok to
cry
I know she knows her 
feelings
I know that she is 
me
I know she is
missed
I know she
always
waits for you

I know I am 
thought of
I know she 
needs you
I know you will come
find her
I know she 
hates him
I know no one is ever
right
but
I know I am not
dumb

I know how to share a 
song
I know aomwtimes we are
wrong
I know that
I
will never
forget
to ask
what do you know?

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Violin

She cried for all the broken hearts, 
Painted everlasting winters -
Floral patterns etched in ice; 
A frozen tear to 
Soften up the bastard bones.

Bow made love to needy string
In cooing fling - wanton whispers 
Fondled under pianissimos, 
Caressing callous hearts.

Melodrama swayed in satin sound -
Yet the player wasn't there, 
Only creamy song - soothing, yearning, 
Teasing bitter minds.

I sensed her persevering loneliness
For beauty of an evening, 
Romance of a tune - laughing, 
Sobbing at the fire.
 
Then a climax - 
Writhing passion cutting deep -
Wounding macho flesh; 

And all in a work of musical art: 
Ephemeral stories, yarned of music 
Honed impossibly through her tones.