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Best Poems Written by Katrina Strickland

Below are the all-time best Katrina Strickland poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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You Can Do It

Confidence Matters.
Present success. Absent fail. 
Chin up. Push through.

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I'M Good

Though my share is small, 
It is all I’ll ever need: 
Love and family. 

I may not be rich, 
May never be well-esteemed. 
Life’s been good to me.

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First Birthday

They peer at me through colorful rectangles. 
And I'm trying to figure it out.
A tiny cake for me to wrangle?
What could this be about?

You want me to smash it?
Are you sure that's allowed?
Can you get why I'm hesitant --
With this cake, event and large crowd?

This seems kind of strange, 
Though it is very appealing. 
It's right in my range.
Tell me, with what are we dealing?

Wait. Are you serious?
I really can dig in this?

Hold my milk.

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Spring Break

Spring Break
Swings, lake. 
Parks. Fun. 
Day. Sun. 
Sunday. 
Smonday
The End. 
Clock-in.

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What's Real

The left thinks they’re right. 
The right thinks, “yeah right.” 
Elitist. Extremist. Radical. Hack.
A collection of pots and kettles screaming, "You're black."

Each “listens” to reply.
Understanding is lost. 
Alternative fact? Or lie. 
We shudder to count up the cost. 

So much confusion
So little insight 
The state of the union
Is her people looking for true light. 

Unsure what to think. Unsure how to feel.
News or commentary – they wonder what’s real.

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Saturday

Early morning dew. 
Snapping the smiles and sunrise. 
Beautiful light brand new
Enjoying laughter, curls and bright eyes. 

It’s Saturday. My favorite day. 
Let’s find a place that’s bright. 
Ready, aim, fire away. 
Capturing it all with touch, sound and sight. 

Stand still, time, so I can enjoy
These moments I love repeating. 
My growing little girl and boy 
For whom my heart is beating. 

Monday means meetings, inbox dings and telephone rings
Hours in a windowless room. 
I long to hear the wind and birds sing. 
Saturday, please come again soon.

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Familiar, Yet New

Familiar, yet new
It’s all because of You 
A new day
A new mercy
A new song
A new story

Humbled, content
I try but fail
To capture the extent
Of how I feel 

Familiar, yet new
I hope not to forget
The potential and promise 
The event represents. 

Familiar, yet new
It’s happened again. 
The sun's come up. 
The world still spins.