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dwheat
21/M/Sharptown, MD
Take your bucket Shiny and new, Over to the spicket. Now, Try and turn it on, Get all the water You can Sometimes, It’s going to be A nice stream Other times Drops, If anything. Now, Don’t be alarmed We’ve all been there. Now, Sometimes, You can’t bring yourself To carry the bucket So take a rag, Wet it all you’re willing Back to the bucket Squeeze in what you can Rinse Repeat Until Satisfaction. Sometimes, There will be too much water All at once The bucket Will fill Will overflow Will spill. Take a breath, In Out Take a step back Reclaim The situation Make the bucket Yours again. It’s only a bucket afterall Right? My advice? Don’t show off The bucket It’s yours Only yours And no one else cares. What they care about? How you use the bucket. To nourish Or To horde.
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 4:57 PM UTC
Ode to Wisdom
I am me As you are you I like to argue I argue too loud I don’t care what others think I care too much Sometimes the dark still scares me The Alzheimer’s really scares me I don’t talk in class enough I want to talk in class enough I want to write to write I want to write for fame I want to be alone I never want to be left alone I want to want I want to be wanted Life’s possibilities blows my mind Life scares me I’m slowly learning more about me I don’t know him in the mirror
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Two Halves
I am not lazy I don’t think I can change the world I don’t think about the spice girls I am not a hypocrite I don’t hate my body I don’t think I’m gaudy I am not depressed I don’t lie to my friends I don’t worry about my end I am not dumb I don’t compare myself to others I don’t worry that I’m a bother I am not a liar I didn’t steal this idea from a song
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Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 1:59 PM UTC
I would never lie to you
Flexing and Rooted, Taken by Wind, Eroding; Strong Dandelion
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 6:44 AM UTC
Haiku #1
You; That sweet, barbed tree, Marring my back. I still check the mirror, See you, And remember. Our roots are still tangled, I still remember our Summer and autumn But it was nothing Compared to what Winter gave us, Gave me. Your leaves: Forever home on my branch, Immune to the wind’s plead, Unique, Deadly. No velvet for comfort, Only rebuked manure; No pruning for growth, Only determination; No escape, We will be one. Me; Never alone, Never the same, Never the same shades But, Standing Tall.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 8:48 AM UTC
My Chokecherry