QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

Posts

  • Farewell

    Music turn-in day

    Is tomorrow.

    While really it's just

    Placing the papers in piles

    According to instrument and part

    Trying to organize everything

    And hoping nothing's wrinkled

  • Winding down

    As the school year winds down,

    So do I -

    And yet

    The homework

    Does not.

    We are saying goodbye

    To beloved interns -

    Beloved teachers -

    If only for the summer -

  • Tradition

    Tradition is

    Runner beans

    Shells being cracked open

    Until fingers are sore -

    Sitting around a table with

    A game of Dutch Blitz going and

    Graham crackers with peanut butter

  • Duet

    Scared

    Nervous

    Terrified.

    We step

    One

    At

    A

    Time

    Onto

    The stage.

    Chairs.

    Stands.

    Folders.

    Music.

    Piano music,

    Starting.

    And we enter.

  • Adjustments

    I always wanted to be a better player but

    I didn't really understand

    How.

    Two years of

    Sort of almost having to

    Lead

    Being the only one who

    Really cared enough

    To do my best.

     

  • That smile

    I play for a lot of things.

    That smile is one of them.

    When we're doing something right

    And you take fast four into two

    And you're smiling and grinning and in full control

    And we're not falling apart

Loves

  • Jester

    I will be the court jester

    But when you remind me of my past

    My lungs refuse to laugh

    Now I fall quiet

    A sad smile dances on my lips

    As I glance at you with pain in my eyes

  • bittersweet end

    Our end is bittersweet,

    some look down in defeat, 

    while others raise their fists in victory.

    Some of us may cry when we wave goodbye, 

    some may smile with a twinkle in their eye.

  • Revival

    One day,

                 you will feel pain so excruciating it becomes abstruse. You will feel numb, detached from the world, lost in a void of darkness. 

  • T

    Tired.

    worn out.

     

    Stuck in daydreams,

    so checked out.

     

    It's been like this for months.

    and getting worse in bumps and grunts.

     

    the summer heat, it floods my mind

  • what’s next

    she walks into the room like a sentence that forgot to whisper

    light brown hair pulled back in a way that says she didn’t try

    but still somehow gets it right

    clear glasses catching the light