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The Bright Princess

For Plucky Two by Nine Contest: 


The PRINCESS was one that all wanted to IMPRESS
Her SCHOOL kept her intellect current not a FOOL
The KING sought a worthy man for her RING
A RETREAT from tradition would prove an uneasy FEAT
Her INTELLIGENCE would keep her from fancying any GENTS
Many BLESSED suitors stopped by to parade their BEST
With STRENGTH she must stop this at any LENGTH
Poking LIGHT fun as none of them looked BRIGHT
Her GEM of herself was much brighter than THEM

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015



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Emerging From the Storm

Everything I was working on was for us
A new journey was calling out to me from the horizon
When the storm hit strong pulling me into it's uncontrollable fury of flaming rain
I couldn't deny being saturated to the bone while burning up inside of the
Internal hell that had overtaken my body and my soul
My breathing heavy but shallow
My heart pounding but dead
My head full but empty
Someone keeps wringing their heavy grief mops through what I thought to be my stomach
The inside of my body no longer belongs to me
Only to the storm passing through with fury
I don't have an umbrella for this one
I have no shelter from this one
A force grabbed me by the throat
Was it to shake me to awaken me
Or was it trying to suffocate me
I do know that I am alive
Something is emerging
I am for me
It never began for us
My skin awaits the arrival of my soul to step inside to continue this journey as one

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015

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A Friend of Yours

A friend of yours
Be what it may
Can I hear your words and believe they are truth
Dare I think any different 
Erratic thoughts do cause turmoil
Frantically I search your eyes
Give me reason to be comforted
High in the rational segment of my mind
I choose to not see the emptiness in your eyes
Just tell me one more time that I am the one
Keep me from thinking what I think
Love me as you did when it was so new
Move the thoughts from my troubled head
No I no longer feel it is me but her
Ode to a love affair is this what I write next
Portraits of a loving day have cracked
Quintessential love went fluttering through the night
Rustling fallen leaves
Somewhere in time I felt it was real
Torrential rains have fallen in this season
Unknowingly I simply opened my umbrella to let it pass
Victory would not prove to be mine this time
Weathered from the cold I decide to let go
Xiphoid crushes under the hands that attempt to revive me
You move forward with new unshattered portraits
Ziplock the remains of my heart

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015

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The Rocking Chair

As I lay here
Awakened by the rocking chair
Creak
Creak
Creak
Creak
I breathe shallow and perk my ear to the ghostly squeak
You see I know of no rocking chair
Only the winds
The winds
The winds
Too frozen to speak
Am I alone or am I not
Do I cry
Do I cry
Do I cry
Do I shriek
No no I am fine
It's only the wind
And the rocking chair in my mind

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015

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I Couldn'T Pull Through

I had an idea
Oh with it what to do
I listened
I listened
I listened
To this and to that
I couldn't pull through
It's you, you are the one who stops me with fear and self doubt
Ridiculing and cruel
But are you in front of me or inside of me
I squint through hazy shades of turmoil
I do
I do
I can't
I want
I can't pull through
I tread but my head is pulled downward with heavy ropes of dark gravity
My wings were cut
Oh what it is to ourselves we say and do
The will to change to see it through
But not meant for today
I just couldn't pull through

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015



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The Drink

You corrode your being
With evil that serves no purpose
How do you propose to do this and keep us
Is it demons, darkness, depression or drear
It's hard to sit by and watch in fear
You choose to hurt yourself or is it me
Clink
Clink
Clink
Just one more please
Life I guess is too much for you
But remember I am a part of you too

Copyright © Angie Mills | Year Posted 2015


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