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 Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 6:03 am
This is a small collection of my poems. I don't often write poetry and am therefore not very good. Feel free to be as mean as you want.
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Posted: Tue May 27, 2008 6:34 am
Our Mother Earth
I sit here in quiet solitude.
The pain I am feeling not only in my body but also in my heart and mind
Is threatening to take over my good judgment once again.
Why now is my pain so great?
I remember the day I labored hard to give you birth.
There was much pain that day,
But this is a different type of pain.
This pain is caused by your adolescence.
I protected you from death
And as much hardship as I could.
I taught you to find the food you could eat
And steered you away from the food that would hurt you.
I gave you every need
Even if I did not give you every want.
I sheltered you with my own body.
I gave you a part of me and your brothers to build your own shelter.
When you grew out of infancy (though the pain was great),
I continued to let you eat of the food I have made.
I have even sacrificed some of my other children
In order to keep you safe.
I work at giving you light and energy but still you want more.
I have given you everything you now hold even your life,
And how do you repaid me or express your thanks?
With filling my air with poison,
I can feel it as I breathe.
You think because I gave a little of myself you can take it all.
Every day you tear away more of my body.
My water you have filled with garbage and pollution.
You have dug holes in me to get my treasure
Then filled them with trash.
You are destroying my only protection.
My pain is swelling once again.
The pain has taken over.
I have killed some of you.
This has happened before
With Pompey, Mount Saint Helens, and all other “natural disasters.”
Why do I kill you my most loved children?
I feel shame for what I have done.
But I could not help it.
If only you would not hurt me so.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 12:57 pm
I love it.
And how very true it is. Very nice imagery, I could feel her pain.
Kudos
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Posted: Thu Aug 28, 2008 10:56 am
3nodding I 100% agree with Luna... I think I read this before... maybe before I deleted everything x3
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 1:58 pm
Echo
I’m standing here
Messing with my hair
I hear your voice
Echo off the walls
I look around
But you’re not anywhere
I head onto my face and nails
‘Cause I know
It’s just an echo.
You’re never coming home.
You said we were no more.
You’re not the type to come back.
There is no way
You’ll ever be near here again.
So, why am I hearing you?
It’s just an echo.
I’m sitting here
Checking out the bills
I hear you say,
“Forget about it.”
I want to say,
“It’s your fault anyway.”
But I don’t say anything
‘Cause I know
It’s just an echo.
You’re never coming home.
You said we were no more.
You’re not the type to come back.
There is no way
You’ll ever be near here again.
So, why am I hearing you?
It’s just an echo.
You’re gone,
And I’m alone.
But I’ve never felt
So free.
It’s just an echo.
You’re never coming home.
You said we were no more.
You’re not the type to come back.
There is no way
You’ll ever be near here again.
So, why am I hearing you?
It’s just an echo.
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Posted: Fri Jul 03, 2009 5:26 pm
Wow. I really liked that. I liked how at the end the speaker had a moment of realizing that they are better off without them.
But, I kind of wished that you ended it on that same kind of note.
Alas, I also get the whole repeating those lines thing also. But it was very good...I liked it. I could really taste the emotion. Good job
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Posted: Fri Jul 10, 2009 4:10 pm
Thank you for your comments, Luna.
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Posted: Fri Dec 04, 2009 10:13 am
This is an old poem from back when I was in high school. There are some parts that don't really work with the poem, but overall, I've decided I liked the flow. I thought that I would get y'alls thoughts on it.
Secret Revealed
I just wanted to let you know something.
Don’t think it’s stupid; don’t cut me off before I finish.
You see I’ve come up with a conclusion.
I’ve decided that I like you,
And even though you said you don’t like me like that,
I’ve decided I like you that way.
No one will change that.
I couldn’t even think about it.
You know those pictures in the halls, the ones with you in it?
Well, I passed by there today, and I involuntarily paused.
I know what it sounds like. It sounds like I’m obsessed.
Well, maybe I am, but I couldn’t live life without you.
I was afraid to tell you this.
You see I’m afraid that you will try to avoid me.
I like you and not the way you think that I do.
I don’t like you because I need to get laid.
I don’t even think that is acceptable for someone of my age.
I like you because you’re nice.
You go out of your way to help other people.
You don’t say I’m worthless and don’t belong, even though I sometimes do.
I also like you because we can talk to each other,
And I don’t worry about how you are going to respond.
You listen really well. I like that.
I must have sounded really forward when I asked you to prom.
I know a lot of Church people don’t believe in public dances.
I’m sorry, but I thought I could read signs.
To me, yours was saying, “I like you, but am afraid to say something.”
So, in the end, I was just some lost soul.
Well, guess what, I’m not just some lost soul.
I grew up in church, and when I wasn’t coming to your church, I was at my own.
I started coming to your church to stop your questions.
Then I started to love it.
It reminded me of my home church.
So, that’s it. I like you. I will continue to like you.
And I will continue to go to your church.
You change; I like right were I am.
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