Oct 04

Trapped

Today I got lost in my head.

And while I was lost, I realized that not only was I lost

but I was trapped too.

In every direction all that I saw

were metal bars and infinite paths,

each more winding than the next.

Every step I took, just took me
 
one step backward from where I wanted to be.

And every turn I made had me dizzy

and soon disoriented.

With every move I made I heard a rushing

in my ears grows louder.

That rushing was the pound of feet,

the scrape of claws on stone,

the shrieks of wild beasts held dormant too long.

As I tried to run from these creatures--

those with many heads,

and staring eyes,

and jaws that glint with rows of teeth--

I found that my legs had been cut.

And the faster I tried to go,

the closer the beasts came,
Sep 22
poem 2 comments challenge: Almost

Almost

The scene in front of her was almost perfect.
Almost.

Lights swirled about,
in all manner of color.
They twired throughout the air
and bounced off the walls
and floor.
The lights
glinted against her eyes
as she looked.
Everywhere she could see
bodies thrummed to the rhythm.
Almost everywhere.

Music pounded
against her ears and her heart.
The thrum of the guitar reverberated
through her bones.
She felt the music
in her blood,
and as she swayed she fell in.
Others moved too,
in the broken darkness,
but she refused to look at the little patch of sunlight
being swallowed by the
shadow.

She felt the person
at her fingertips.
She smiled as they giggled together.
Over random stories
and the present one they were living.
Pretending to be
so dreamily entwined
as the others were.
She knew it was all fake.
Sep 20

A Musing

We're always looking to blend in,
 fit in,
find our clique,
and be cool,
but maybe
the point is to stand out.

The only people that ever got anywhere
were those 
who were brave enough
to stand up
and say something.
Everyone thought they were
ridiculous.
At the time.
However.
Now we depend
on those
ridiculous things.

What would happen
if every day,
once a day,
we stood up and made a ruckus
for something
that we thought was worthwhile.
What if we did this
despite what everyone
would think.
despite what everyone
would say.
despite the fact that
all we want is to be like everyone else
so that everyone else likes us.

What would we accomplish?
What would we change?
What would we do?
Aug 06
poem 2 comments challenge: Left Out

The People I'd Rather Not Be


The people who know what to say.
The people who say what they mean every time.
The people who talk, talk behind others backs--it makes them cool.
The people who are loved by everyone.
The people who get the inside jokes.
The people who want to be in the circle,
and The people who are...

I am not these people.
When everyone's talking,
I'm not.
I'm listening,
until I say something.
And then those people go quiet.
You could hear a pin drop.
Because what I say is not what they want to hear.
They want the funny.
The teasing.
The flirting.
They want the right thing every time.
But I'm not those people.
I don't have the right words to give...
But then, they smirk.
Almost turn away,
but not quite.
Inviting me in, kinda.
Almost daring me to make a comment again.
Just so they can smirk at me.
Aug 03

Sunset On The Clouds

Jul 31

Origami Wolf


I saw your eyes first.
You had a little bit of grey behind them.
Your eyebrows strung together,
And your forehead knit itself into a scarf.
I think it would be orange.

You said
“This is for me?”
As if you were surprised
That someone would take the
Time to make something for you.

...

I said “yes it’s for you (silly)”
Your scarf unraveled quite quickly.
You kinda bit your lip
Before you smiled.
It was a small smile.
It was only a tiny bit of light let
In
Through the blinds.
 
Jul 30

A List Of Wishes


I wish I knew how to say more.
I wish I could say more.

I wish if I said more it wouldn’t end how I know it will.
I wish I could say the things I’m thinking.

I wish that you knew.
I wish there could be more than I’m saying.

I wish I could tell.
I wish things were different.

Oh I wish, I wish, I wish...
 
Jun 09

Looking Forward

Today marks the almost end of 7th grade.
After tomorrow, I have 4 more days left
the way things are.
Of lunchroom conversations
that could have us "put in asylums"
or could be told in dimly lit rooms near midnight--sleeping bags.
Things I might not remember in 5, 10, 20 years--but the people I shared it with.
I won't have this exactly the same ever again.
Of classes with the people I've come to know.
The ones that raise their hands knowing the answer.
The ones raising their hands that don't.
The ones who don't raise their hands because they're afraid to get it wrong.
The ones that don't raise their hands because they're still stuck in their book.
Things I might not remember in 5, 10, 20 years--but the people I shared it with.
I won't have this exactly the same ever again.
Of band.
How I get a nervous pit in my stomach the moment I walk in.
May 27

It may not look like spring...

May 27

Dock

May 14

Beginning and End--Maybe


“No, Mommy--”

“Honey, sometimes in life we have to move on. Your daddy did and I miss him every day, but it’s these things that make us stronger…” the mother's voice fades as she draws another ragged breath. Neither can stop the tears from falling.

“Ads… I will always love you, never forget that, please never forget me...” Realizing her last moments are close, the mother makes a final sacrifice, leaving her daughter with a clue to who she really is.

“If you are ever in need look to the stars…” the small girl glances up at the blurred pinpricks of light, and when she looks back her mother is gone--along with the only life she has ever known.
May 10
poem 0 comments challenge: Three

Only

All I get
is fleeting time
and stolen glances.
May 10

Three

Write a tiny poem that is three lines long. And each line has only three words. Example:
The sun was
brighter than she
had ever seen.
Apr 29

Fun facts and trivia

Did you know...?
That more men named John hold a job
as a CEO,
than all the women that hold that same position?

So afraid of the success women will have
that they aren't even hired.

Did you know...?
That more men named James hold a job
as a CEO,
than all the women that hold that same position?

Not one but two fractions of men are larger
than all of the women.

That is awful.

We aren't being fair.
That's simply what it comes down to.
We
Aren't
Being
Fair.

We are being close-minded and afraid
We are thinking from the past and not of the future
We are shunning the talent for prejudice

We gave women rights.
Rights that we are no longer honoring.

Women can't feel safe walking down the street
because what if...
A dark bedroom that they were stuffed into.

And what about the wage gap?
Apr 27

The called her...

They called her fat.
She looked at just over 110 lbs self and saw
what they wanted her to see.
Too much.
So she ate less.
Always less.
Then less.
And even less.
Her skin sagged.
And still, she saw too much.
Her clothes hung off her body, loose and baggy.
And still, she saw too much.
100 lbs. 90. 80.
Just 14 and 65 lbs.
Then came the day when her parents walked in black.
All because they called her fat.

They called her dumb.
She looked at her B's and A's and saw nothing.
Nothing but failure.
She stopped talking, raising her hand,
and started saying I don't know.
She started finding D's on her papers.
She saw what they had always seen.
Always wanted her to see.
Her grades dropped further.
She left high school.
Now she works at a gas station.
All because they called her dumb.

But then something changed.