Amelia: Poems

2.7k · Dec 2012

Demons

Amelia Dec 2012

Demons

When I was little,
I was afraid to be alone.
I thought the demons
Would come to get me.
But now I'm older.
I know the truth.
There are no demons
Except loneliness.

1.9k · Dec 2012

Ode to Gym Class

Amelia Dec 2012

Ode to Gym Class

All is fair in love and war.
But which this is I am not sure.
We are good friends, this much is true.
But ah, competitive side inside of you.

This little ditty was inspired by a gym class when one of my guy friends kept stealing the ball from me during speedball (this might be unique to my school-it's football/soccer/basketball/handball). He just kept apologizing, over and over again, and kept reminding him, it's just a game! And no, I don't "like" this friend. The love part is just friendship.

804 · Feb 2014

Titanic

Amelia Feb 2014

Titanic

The Doctor is here.
The Titanic will not sink,
But the girl is dead.

Happy NaHaiWriMo, everyone! I saw the Titanic episode earlier. :x
I won't be on my computer every day, so I'm just skipping the prompts. I'll do them when I can, otherwise not.

587 · Dec 2012

Blue Planet

Amelia Dec 2012

Blue Planet

Summer’s close
Green withers
White winter
Cold knife
Missing spring’s
Withered spirit
White night
Yearns light
Wet spring
Blue morning
Souls run
Souls jump
Warm love
Open water
Blue planet

I created this poem with a virtual word-magnet board.

466 · Apr 2013

Night/Day

Amelia Apr 2013

Night/Day

Night
Dark, mysterious
Sleeping, dreaming, creeping
Moonlight, owls, sunshine, shadows
Awakening, renewing, living
Bright, warm
Day

This is a diamante I wrote in second or third grade, and it was published in a student poetry book, "Celebrating Poetry: East, Spring 2006"! ^.^

459 · Dec 2012

Love or lack thereof

Amelia Dec 2012

Love or lack thereof

Love, love,
Or lack thereof
Rules my life so far.
But someday soon,
I'll find the moon,
To match my every star.

I don't typically write well in rhyme, but I like this one.

432 · Dec 2012

Feels like me

Amelia Dec 2012

Feels like me

Most people like me,
But they don't know
Who I really am,
What I don't show.

Often I'm happy,
Nothing could be wrong.
They think my life is perfect,
The words of a song.

But sometimes when,
I am alone,
I feel lonely,
Just an unknown.

I wish I had someone
Who loved me dear
Someone with whom
I could be near.

But, alas,
There seems not to be
A person who
Feels just like me.

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