Apr 03

My first tongue twister


It was the first one I ever heard.
I learned it the first time I was in a play,
The Velveteen Rabbit, it was called. 
The tongue twister went something like this:
"To sit in solem silence on a dull, dark, dock,
In a pestuantal prison, with a life long lock.
Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp, shock,
with a chip and chippy chipper on a big black block."
Now you try. 
Mar 14

From Friends to Enemies

Friends fighting
insults biting
one pretty little lie
that causes a terrible land slide
only one side of the story is right
only one side to choose
when your swept up in a raging storm like this
what do you do?
what do I do?
I don't want to be involved
its not my battle to fight
but those who choose to keep raging on
they forget of what is true and what is right
So I will stand by
becuase there is nothing else to do
spitting fiery lies
my friends are now enemies


 
Jan 18
poem 0 comments challenge: Dye

Tainted

I was pure before
happy
laughing
beaming
gleaming
my life was good.
Now its tainted
guilt spreading
like smoke filling the sky
the clear sky
that used to be my heart
I am different now
I am broken
I am cold
I am lonley
but I still fight.
becuase in the end,
I know everything will be alright.
So I'll just keep on fighting,
with my tainted heart.
 
Jan 17
poem 0 comments challenge: Bully

The Bully

I stand
playing basketball
the ball
bimp
bimp
bimp
ing down the court
shes there,
right there,
guarding me.
Shes not supposed to,
but she does anyway.
I say,
"Hey,
arn't you supposed to be there?
guarding the basket?"
She glares and hisses
"No!
Mind your own business!"
With a wish of her pulled-up blonde hair,
she shoves me to the ground.
I feel my heart fall too,
cracking and spintering
as it hits the floor.
I stand up,
pretend nothing happened.
I can't do anything about it.

Later,
I stand with my friend,
Sarah.
Then,
I look behind her,
and the bully is there,
standing behind me,
blue eyes mocking.
I hear her whisper,
just loud enough for me to hear,
"I mean, that's SO imature!"
I know shes talking about me.

Dec 20
poem 6 comments challenge: Nerves

My Nerves

My friends get on every one of my nerves.
Some times we talk and laugh together like two puzzel peices finding their fit
but other times there is something broken
something deeper then anger or fear
that fries my nerves to their ends
What is going on?
Why is this happening?
Has someone finally removed the veil from my eyes?
Or have the clouds covered the sun?
I don't know what is going on
and I wish there is someone I could talk to
My nerves are frying.
But the truth is
good friendships argue more then loose ones.


 
Dec 20
poem 0 comments challenge: Title

The Title

Picture your favorite book.
One that made your heart skip and flutter
and also made it drop and fall.
Think about the title of that book,
of what it ment and means
how it is unique
unique only to that book
because nothing 
and no one
can ever be the same
everyone has their own special title
and nothing can ever change that.
Like our changing world,
everything we hear in the news...
is our plant,
our home,
still the same?
How can we fix it?
There is no tool kit that can ever patch up the damage we have done
But is their still hope?

 
Oct 24
poem 6 comments challenge: Afraid

True fear

Have you ever been
afraid
truly afraid
for what is happening
at your own school
there are smells
smells that awake something
in my head
that makes me afraid
truely fear whatever 
it is
it is hard to imagine
anything 
dangerous
here
at school
nothing to fear
but
I was wrong
 
Oct 22

YWP is

YWP is
The place were I can let my imagination overflow
through these words
typing from these keys
like the beautiful song
that I can't stop singing
becuase I can never stop being creative
I can never stop writing
because its in my blood
its in my head
Where would I be
without YWP?
 
Oct 22
poem 6 comments challenge: Three

Grandaughters of witches, and we're proud of it

Oct 22
poem 0 comments challenge: Run

Escape

I am running
running away
from my home
from my family
from my country
because
my country
was unfair to woman
like me
and I only just
became the woman
I am today
I turned 18 last week
My country 
favored men
over woman
like a dog
eager to please its master
and this dogs master
is my leader
the leader
I am running from
 

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