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Hungry
I'm hungry. To survive, to remain alive To be seen, felt, heard and revived To look into your soul while you look into my eyes
By Joseph Alexander Rodriguez4 years ago in Poets
Hundred Acre Woods
Christmases and birthdays, where gifts are presented. I couldn't get comfortable with the idea of presents bc it would mean accepting things I hated, despised and wanted no part of. New clothes, please no. New toys...dolls, no. Get me science experiments, planes, trains and cars I can paint and put together myself. Anything but the gifts that remind me of my own prison. But I'd never be able to say this to my parents, grandparents or siblings. These were not things a girl should play with, or imagine with. The things I wanted were for boys.
By Joseph Alexander Rodriguez4 years ago in Poets
Fight or Flight
My life is spinning out of my control I'm trapped in the eye of my own tornado Lost in a sea that feels greater than the universe
By Joseph Alexander Rodriguez4 years ago in Poets
Aphrodite
Aphrodite, Goddess of love and beauty, You are the moon You are the stars, You are the rain You are the morning dew You are the northern lights
By Danielle Mosley4 years ago in Poets
My Favourite Colour
1. I had to replace the contents of the first aid kit. The plasters had expired during that year and we hadn’t noticed until they all spilt onto the floor, soaking up the remnants of that morning’s shower. Water split the sterile seals and they curled up like toes when you call your teacher ‘mummy’. I bought new everything on Amazon and carefully refilled the kit, making sure it all had an appropriate home. I loved this kit, a St. John Ambulance fabric bag in pine.
By A.M. Mac Habee4 years ago in Poets
Mercy
I haven't yet fallen in love with the things that I should. But her eyes felt like I could see home and her smile was my saving grace. I felt for her the same way the moon felt for the stars. It just so happens that the moon wouldn't be complete without them.
By Skylar Counts4 years ago in Poets
The Panda
Thank You! Thank You! Oh, Bless you! Thank You! Ok, just pull around to the side And, Ugh! My NEIGHBOR! He never parks like that- Right where You were supposed to park!
By Delleina4 years ago in Poets
Breath
A sudden sharp breath intake. It tasted like cold. Crisp. Cutting. Careless. Winter was short here, it lasted but weeks never months. She always felt a dutiful obligation by its arrival. Buy some cardigans that fit, some slippers that don’t smell like a fart and maybe a cute winterish outfit with some boots. Or don’t, just pull the dusty stuff out of the cupboards, sneeze, wash it all, try it all on then bag it all up and donate. Keep pieces you wish you’d given and give ones you wish you kept.
By Rhiannon 4 years ago in Poets
From Brenin's Book of Poetry
One day, while walking, I saw a tree. And I stopped to wonder, can it see me? Standing in the wind, it's branches blowing like my hair.
By Llwyd L. Brenin4 years ago in Poets
Scars
01/23/20 She fell in love with too harsh angles, a body incapable of sustaining her, with little, thin, white lines. These are what she found incomprehensible beauty in. These are what she could create and control. These were her pride.
By Emery Pine4 years ago in Poets
I forget why
Borderline or manic OCD, ADHD, MDD... oh don't panic It's so normal to be abnormal Here's some Zoloft, a sprinkle of
By Joy Lynh Chiap4 years ago in Poets
The Package
On a day like every other, though which one, I do remember. Eyes in a stare of horror, scared, I looked on my porch, then studder.
By Samuël Robert4 years ago in Poets