My Secret Basement Lab Remember, the mighty oak came from a nut like me.
-Me
Most of my work is about my daily life as a man of science.
Ha! Most of my poetry is about my daily life as a teen fanboy.
I have dreams of being in the writing or science field and fell in 0 followers / 553 words
Body The site tells you to write a body I do something different My bodies have fluid, movement, and life I try to vary my lengths, stanzas, and meanings Everyone does, but mine is different Maybe even unique Because it is mine It is my Poem
Shrinking Smaller Smaller Smaller My ego diminishing with me Until we can shrink no more The lowest of the low No love No family Living in a prison with no bars Called life
The dictionary calls her a female parent noun but she is so much more
She is here for me when I need her and gone when I please She shows me the path that brought her her weathered knees She loves me when I am nasty and kind to me at night Moms are more than they seem to be, now tell me am I right?
Falling Falling Like autumn's leaves With every step we take You and I The Adam and Eve In our Garden of Eden We may be real We may be tall tale But we together Drifting Sinning With every step we take Into the fall