Jul 25
poem 4 comments challenge: Identity
Maisie N's picture

Who Will You Be?

Let's sit down on a mountaintop
And take in all the people
Let's look down and smile
Upon our fantastic equals
Going about their everyday lives
Through pain that's unimaginable.
Yet we refuse to open our eyes.

See in this wonderful, wonderful life
It's hard to know if we matter at all
If being a good person is really important
We all get stuck thinking we're small
And that we're much too insignificant.
We think that our very existence
Is much too tiny to make a difference.

But that's where we're wrong
See, we can stay in the corner
We can cry about all of the ways
That we're broken and falling apart
Or we can pick up every broken piece
And build ourselve brand new hearts
Because shattered glass is beautiful
And makes breathtaking works of art.

You can speak up for the voices
That have never been heard
You can meld people's minds
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Jun 23
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A Shot in the Dark

It was like Dawn of the Dead out there in the hall. Ross stepped gingerly over the shattered glass of the library doors. The shards crunched under his feet and he prayed no one would hear him. He looked down at Ali, her face wet from crying, blood soaking her jeans, the bullet had lodged itself in her knee, her beautiful, cross-country-state-championship-winning knee. He had to get her out of there before she lost even more blood. He couldn't risk losing her... Not again. If he was lucky, he could have gotten out quietly, handed Ali off to an ambulance, and he'd be a hero, regardless of what more happened inside this high school.
But Ross Edwards had never had much in the way of luck.
Jun 18
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Be kind to the kids
Who don't have any dreams
Be sweet to the grown ups
Who are tearing at the seams
Give hope to the wishers
Who haven't got stars
And be open to the people
Who don't know who they are.
Treat well the hikers
Who haven't any shoes
And help teach the wisemen
Who haven't got a clue.

Because you are an outsider
And an insider too.
You are everyone else
And everyone else is you.
Because you are kind in your soul
In everything you do.
You are selfless and honest
And friendly and smart.
And you know that everyone's life
Is a priceless work of art.

You're giving them reason
To get out of their beds.
Like a wildfire is starting
Inside their heads.
The gun has gone off
They're out on the racecourse.
Nine seconds to the buzzer
Out on the basketball court.
They're sprinting to the finish line

Jun 15
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To Every Boy I've Loved

Dear the first,

I think you always knew I was going to be different. You knew I wasn't going to let anyone tell me that I couldn't do something because I was a girl. You taught me to never take no for answer and that people would underestimate me in my life because I was small or because I cried more than most people or just because I'm a girl. And I really appreciate that, you know? I have looked to you millions of times in millions of ways and every time you come through. Maybe sometimes you couldn't make it to my ice shows or my races, but I always knew that if it were possible, you would be there, and whether you were there or not, I knew you'd be proud of me and that's what got me through it all. Through the shakey knees on stage, through the bell lap of every race, through all of it.
Jun 13
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New beginnings happen every day
The world is always evolving
But we always have the leftover pain
Even as the daylight is fading
We can't help but remember yesterday
And everything that ever went wrong
Because though there is love there is also hate
And I guess we've know that all along.

In the world we live in,
There's strength and there's weakness
There's life, and there'es death
Theres good, but there's also evil.
And evil is somthing we can never forget.

It's in the past, but it still hurts
And it feels like it's just getting worse
We can't find hope for humanity
Even if we we're still trying
I really wish I were kidding
I really wish I were lying.

Day after day, we taste our own salty tears
And we're finding new broken pieces year after year.
And maybe the past is in the past
And what's gone is gone.
But there's always a small bit that lasts

Jun 10
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One of a Kind

There she goes again
Every morning it's the same
She walks on by their appartment
They want to call out her name
Problem is they don't know it
So they bark and they meow
And she turns and smiles back at them
And yes, her smile is beautiful
But her eyes are losing hope
And they want to tell her
Everything she doesn't know

Because sometimes we don't read
So much as we skim
We buy things we don't need
To replace what's important.
Because we've all gotten stuck
Thinking we're small and insignificant.

After all, we're just one in seven billion
We're tiny specks on one big globe
We're a microscopic fraction
No one cares what we think or know.
But what happened to those books and movies?
To that beautiful sense of purpose and hope?
The ones who tell you that it's all a lie,
Written by someone with a head full of dope?
May 30
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A Walk in the Graveyard

You might be gone
But I still remember the words you spoke.
Your letters might be lost
But I still remember the things you wrote.
I haven't heard your voice in a while
But I still remember the stories you told.
And I havent been there in forever
But I still remember the house you sold.
The songs you sang, the hands you held.
All the places that you went,
These are the things I hold close to my heart.
These are the things I will never forget.

So here I have found my grandmother today
In every book and cloud and dream.
Because you are more than just this headstone.
You are in every part of me.
You are in the little bits that make me strange.
You are the laughing summer memories.
And in the effort I'm giving when everyone watches
As I swim against the stream.
The way I cry when the ending's real.
You're in the way I smile and the way I feel.
May 29
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The River Speaks

I am the rivers.
I am where your ancestors' civilizations grew and flourished
I run through the valleys, down the mountains.
I run under your bridges
I carry your boats wherever they need to go
Your ancestors? They worshipped me, respected me.
They knew how much they depended on me.
What changed?

Now my banks are drying up.
There is no water to flow through me anymore.
And when there is, it's fowl,
Polluted with your oil and your trash.
You treat me like I'm nothing.
Don't you realize that I'm just a thin ribbon of water?
And that I'm actually alive?
But you, you're killing me.
Don't you see it?
Aren't you paying attention?

I am poisoned by your waste
I am evaporating in the heat.
I give you fish to eat,
I give you water to drink and to bathe in
I give and I give and I give.
But do you notice?
Of course not.

May 29
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Everything I Didn't Say

I know I've taken your breath away
As I've made mistake after mistake.
I just hope that I'm not far too late
Because this is everything I didn't say
You might not know this about yourself
But you're going to change the world someday
Because you're crazily stupid and incredibly smart
You've been to ever city, county and state
You've lived your whole life like a work of art
Yes, you amaze me as much as anyone has
Because without your crazy I look like a spaz.
You talk like love in the morning
Even as you’re breathing in afternoon air.
You smell like pavement after it’s rained
As you splash through puddles without a care.
You are the kind of person everyone should know
Because you’re willing to step back and let me steal the show.
You're the stars in my sky, lighting the way
And as long as I have you, I know I'll be okay.
May 15
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Letting Go

Let's hold on to forever
To this paper and this pen
Let's write our story in these letters
And send them to places we've never been
We'll sing the words we speak
We'll write down all the memories
We wish to keep.
We'll yell, we'll shout, we'll scream
Professions of a love so great between
That crazy stupid you and me.

So all we need to know
Is where to start our adventures
Make a list of the places we'll go
And in a series of pefect moments
We'll steal the show.
And I promise I'll give you everything
And I'll never let you go.

It's the sensation
I get when I'm with you.
That feeling of exhileration.
That tells me I'm in love with you
Without that I don't know what I'd do

But now for months I've been away from home
I don't expect you to understand
Weeks on end I'm all alone
I forget what it's like to hold your hand.