rickey-someone - Hello Poetry

2/10/2022 You flipped on me like a coin But to compare you to a currency Would be to suggest that you actually Could spend your time like it were money Or that you would place value on our friendship I held onto you like a rung on a ladder But to compare you to such a useful tool Would be to pose that I might have actually Used you as if you were a piece of equipment Or that I thought I could climb you to reach new heights You left me like a turn signal But to compare you to a direction Would be to suggest that you actually Had some purpose or mission or goal Or that you had an inkling of the destination of your journey

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 11:06 AM UTC

Jarring

2/10/2022 You flipped on me like a coin But to compare you to a currency Would be to suggest that you actually Could spend your time like it were money Or that you would place value on our friendship I held onto you like a rung on a ladder But to compare you to such a useful tool Would be to pose that I might have actually Used you as if you were a piece of equipment Or that I thought I could climb you to reach new heights You left me like a turn signal But to compare you to a direction Would be to suggest that you actually Had some purpose or mission or goal Or that you had an inkling of the destination of your journey

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12/9/2021 Sitting in this parking lot, the blasting sirens wail outside, I watch the flashing clouds, the spreading lightning, I feel the pulling wind, the pressing sky, I watch the empty streets, the waving trees, I hear it raining on my roof, the crickets in December, And I really hope I’m not an idiot, sitting in this parking lot.

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 11:04 AM UTC

Parking Lot

12/9/2021 Sitting in this parking lot, the blasting sirens wail outside, I watch the flashing clouds, the spreading lightning, I feel the pulling wind, the pressing sky, I watch the empty streets, the waving trees, I hear it raining on my roof, the crickets in December, And I really hope I’m not an idiot, sitting in this parking lot.

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10/20/2021 Retreating shadows, the night has lost Victorious day, but what is the cost? The trees leave their leaves around In piles here and there on the ground The cold air stings my lungs and my face And my numbed bones become like a brace The black of night turns greens to yellows The lack of light is poison the world swallows Blue skies slowly give in to the grays Low clouds with white flakes and dark haze It’s daytime now, but what did we lose? The night has left us bitterly bruised.

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 11:02 AM UTC

Bruised

10/20/2021 Retreating shadows, the night has lost Victorious day, but what is the cost? The trees leave their leaves around In piles here and there on the ground The cold air stings my lungs and my face And my numbed bones become like a brace The black of night turns greens to yellows The lack of light is poison the world swallows Blue skies slowly give in to the grays Low clouds with white flakes and dark haze It’s daytime now, but what did we lose? The night has left us bitterly bruised.

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8/28/2021 Look at all the green And forget all the blue You’re outside now And it can’t touch you

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 11:00 AM UTC

Poem 127

8/28/2021 Look at all the green And forget all the blue You’re outside now And it can’t touch you

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7/16/2021 If I could speak to you I’d tell you how special you are I’d tell you that what makes you cool Is that I can see the love of Jesus shining If I could give you counsel I’d tell you how valuable you are I’d tell you how infinitely important it is To wait patiently on God’s will for your life If I could ask you a question I’d want an answer from your heart What is your pressing passion, I’d ask What drives you, what things do you love? If I could watch you I’d want to see you smile I’d want you to be safe and happy I’d want to watch you live your dreams If I weren’t so self-conscious I’d be confident and encouraging I’d want to be intentional and inviting I’d want to be the person I’m meant to be

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 10:57 AM UTC

If I Could

7/16/2021 If I could speak to you I’d tell you how special you are I’d tell you that what makes you cool Is that I can see the love of Jesus shining If I could give you counsel I’d tell you how valuable you are I’d tell you how infinitely important it is To wait patiently on God’s will for your life If I could ask you a question I’d want an answer from your heart What is your pressing passion, I’d ask What drives you, what things do you love? If I could watch you I’d want to see you smile I’d want you to be safe and happy I’d want to watch you live your dreams If I weren’t so self-conscious I’d be confident and encouraging I’d want to be intentional and inviting I’d want to be the person I’m meant to be

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5/15/2021 Did you ever play in the rain as a kid? Now it reminds us of all sadness did. Did you ever stare out of a window pane, And let your joyless tears fall with the rain? Did it ever make you feel wet and miserable, And leave you asking questions unanswerable? Did you ever wonder how something with So much life could bring also death?

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Mar 12, 2022

Mar 12, 2022 at 10:54 AM UTC

Rain

5/15/2021 Did you ever play in the rain as a kid? Now it reminds us of all sadness did. Did you ever stare out of a window pane, And let your joyless tears fall with the rain? Did it ever make you feel wet and miserable, And leave you asking questions unanswerable? Did you ever wonder how something with So much life could bring also death?

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4/13/2021 I went to the shoe store, To buy myself some support. I was looking for trail runners, But I walked out with flip-flops. Don’t get me wrong, they were great! They didn’t have a tongue, They were all sole with one Y, I didn’t need anything more than that. But I find that when I flip, They’re the first ones to flop, And I’m left with no backup, After I’ve walked all over my shoes.

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Jun 12, 2021

Jun 12, 2021 at 10:12 AM UTC

Shoes

4/13/2021 I went to the shoe store, To buy myself some support. I was looking for trail runners, But I walked out with flip-flops. Don’t get me wrong, they were great! They didn’t have a tongue, They were all sole with one Y, I didn’t need anything more than that. But I find that when I flip, They’re the first ones to flop, And I’m left with no backup, After I’ve walked all over my shoes.

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4/13/2021 I just wanna sleep, But the caffeine in my veins, Tells me it’s gonna happen otherwise. I wanna run and leap, But the veins in my calves, Tell me I haven’t exercised. I just want some quiet, But the ringing in my ears, Tells me to forget it. I wanna seem like-minded, But the grinding of the gears, Tells me they won’t get it.

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Jun 12, 2021

Jun 12, 2021 at 10:12 AM UTC

Tell-Tale

4/13/2021 I just wanna sleep, But the caffeine in my veins, Tells me it’s gonna happen otherwise. I wanna run and leap, But the veins in my calves, Tell me I haven’t exercised. I just want some quiet, But the ringing in my ears, Tells me to forget it. I wanna seem like-minded, But the grinding of the gears, Tells me they won’t get it.

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4/6/2021 It’s not stupid to get excited, About something you love. It’s not stupid to have struggled, ‘Til you wanted to give up. It’s not stupid to sometimes forget, All the details that I said.

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Jun 12, 2021

Jun 12, 2021 at 10:11 AM UTC

Dumb

4/6/2021 It’s not stupid to get excited, About something you love. It’s not stupid to have struggled, ‘Til you wanted to give up. It’s not stupid to sometimes forget, All the details that I said.

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4/5/2021 Take a second shower And wash off all the sweat. Put off ‘til tomorrow All the work that I’ve got. Oh, I just wanna write Forget all my issues. I’ve ideas that’re bright That come to my rescue. I take a second look The list isn’t shorter. My hat’s back on the hook The hook of the author.

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Jun 12, 2021

Jun 12, 2021 at 10:11 AM UTC

Hook

4/5/2021 Take a second shower And wash off all the sweat. Put off ‘til tomorrow All the work that I’ve got. Oh, I just wanna write Forget all my issues. I’ve ideas that’re bright That come to my rescue. I take a second look The list isn’t shorter. My hat’s back on the hook The hook of the author.

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