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 Dec 2014 Adam Childs
Poetic T
It wasn't Really thought through
That momEnt changed
Altogether eVer feeling
Cascaded, rEations  of
What was kNown, regret
Was stained,naGging within,
It wasn't revengE it was a foolish moment, now regret.
Revenge is never sweet it is a stain that follows for life..
 Dec 2014 Adam Childs
NitaAnn
You keep chipping away
At the walls I  have built around me
I long to let you in
I long to let you see the real me.
But instead I am busy repairing the cracks
And keeping the wall fortified.

I long to be touched
And not recoil instantly
I long to be able to  share  emotions
To let you see my tears
To hold me as I cry.

I long for these things
I do not want to be alone  
here behind the walls.

Please keep chipping away
Do not give up on me
I long for the day
you break through to me.
I will be learning how to play the tuba soon!
I am so excited!
I bought one yesterday!
It is bigger than me!
...It has fallen on me twice.
That's okay though,
I have always wanted to be 2 dimensional...
kind of...
anyway.

There once was a musical sloth
Who got distracted by a moth
that made him fall off a chair
and the natural thought progression from there
was obviously to learn to play the tuba... I also might go goth.
I HAVE A WEIRD THOUGHT PROGRESSION! THE MOTH CAUSED AN INJURY THAT INSPIRED PLAYING THE TUBA AND A POSSIBLE VERY GOTHIC MAKEOVER
 Dec 2014 Adam Childs
NitaAnn
There are so many things that I regret
The list is longer than I can write here
Each day brings more regrets
I regret that I do not learn from past regrets.

I regret not saying I am sorry
I regret not forgiving and moving on
I regret not being fully honest
I regret not letting you in
I regret...*

Reminders of past failures
Ever in the forefront of my mind
Getting lost in the confusion
Reality that I live in
Emotional
Trying and failing
Sorry
 Dec 2014 Adam Childs
Poetic T
"slurp"
"SluRP"
"SLURP"
Heard from *tongue
and mouth
Little teeth,
Lick,
Slurp,
Chomp,
Like a baby ****** on wood,
 You look at me with a cheeky smile
What was once clean now a sticky mess
Licking a lolly,
Keeping you entertained
Looking as if after all this licking, chomping
"Slurp"
"Slurp"
"Slurp"
That its looking like when you first began,
Then as if a moment past, the lolly
That was whole now but a stick,
Tongue, teeth, mouth
Chopped away till all was gone
Just a smile though sticky lips,
"Slurp"
"Slurp"
"Slurp"
Was heard, now all quiet as just a grin
And a stick passed to daddy, and the words
*"Daddy can I please have another one "
Another short poem story inspired by beautiful but noisily slurping daughter :)
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