QueenBee

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

Posts

  • Going, Going, Gone

    Going, going, gone

    That's where you're going to go

    Far away from me.

    You're graduating this year

    And I'm stuck here for another

    But I'd rather be where you are

    Forever.

  • Friendship

    Friendship

    Is magic to me.

    The light in your eyes

    The glow in your smile

    The thoughtful pause

    Before you speak.

    Your laugh and your joy

    Your heartache and pain

    How sometimes

    We even talk

  • Why

    Why is it so hard for you

    To admit when you're wrong?

    Why can't you say the two words that

    Mean everything

    To me?

    "I'm sorry".

    Would it really be that hard?

    Couldn't you do it?

    For me?

  • Doubletime

    And then there were two.

    Two hearts, two stories.

    Two lives intertwined.

    Doubletime.

    Two angry auras

    Flushed with the blue of sadness

    And the hue of love, at the edge

    Out of the way

    Out of reach.

  • Sick Day

    For me there is no greater frustration in the world 

    Than being sick. 

    It's a hindrance to your life. 

    It gets in the way. 

    Whether a cold, a fever 

    Strep throat or even COVID 

Loves

  • squishy

    There’s a squishy feeling, like your fingers  
    pressed into soft dough,  
    the way your body sinks  
    into the warm, endless bed of a blanket.  

  • School

    School’s great. I *love* waking up early  
    to sit through hours of stuff I’ll forget.  
    Lunch? A gourmet mystery I’ll never solve.  
    Tests? Oh, the thrill of failing with style.  

  • River

    We clash like stones along the shore,
    Rough and stubborn, fighting more,
    In every word, in every glance,
    A storm ignites, a battle dance.

  • Will You Bloom Again?

    This is a piece I originally wrote for the Pulitzer Poetry Contest, originally titled “Flowers Do Not Heal”. Rereading this, I decided that flowers DO heal, and they bloom again.

  • To Say Goodbye

    If I had to say goodbye 
    I wouldn't know what to say 

    Would I embrace you 
    Like we used to 
    Or is the tension in the air pulling us away from that