mr t: Poems

Jan 2019 · 552

Clockwork

mr t Jan 2019

The heart is the greatest clock
It tells no time
But it beats
With each sight of love
The timing of one heart
Matches the timing of another
Hand in hand
The two begin to beat as one
And show the world
The clockwork of happiness

Oct 2018 · 150

winning and losing

mr t Oct 2018

winning and losing

Alone isn’t a bad thing
Opportunity for independence
Chances to experiment
Journeys to figure out
But maybe the bad is hidden
Opportunity for stumbles
Chances to mess up
Journeys to move astray
Alone is a battlefield
The winner is the loser
The loser never wins

Oct 2018 · 310

happy

mr t Oct 2018

happy

he    has   the   perfect   things   to   say
always makes my  beating  heart  skip
pays  attention  to the details  nonstop
parks in my  mind  as  an endless idea
yearns for another step along my path

Read the first letters of each line going down then the last letters going back up

Oct 2018 · 286

blooming beauty

mr t Oct 2018

blooming beauty

waiting for a flower to bloom
like waiting for her beauty to be found
on that happy spring day
when the petals finally fall open
he tells her she’s always been beautiful
but now she is even more than before

Apr 2018 · 367

forgotten stories

mr t Apr 2018

forgotten stories

thoughts turned into words
words turned into actions
actions turned into moments
moments turned into memories
memories that were once just thoughts
turned into forgotten stories

Apr 2018 · 295

Reach

mr t Apr 2018

Reach

Reach for the stars
They are too far away
Maybe not close enough
They will be there
To keep you reaching
And one day
The stars will be below
Soon the stars will become oceans
The untouchable will become small
All that will matter
Is what was reached
By a single confession
So share the reached
With those who have never seen
What can be reached
But the stars, my darling
The stars are only for temporary beauty
Don’t be fooled
The real beauty is within the soul

Mar 2018 · 171

Proud

mr t Mar 2018

Proud

That’s something to be proud of.
I haven’t said that for a while
It hasn’t been relevant
I’m not worthy of pride
I don’t deserve it
I have not worked for anything
I shrug saying “good enough”
I rarely think that I’ve done the best
It is nice to see others feel proud
I just can’t feel that same delight within
There’s nothing to be proud of.

Montgomery Gentry, this goes out to you and your amazing song.

Mar 2018 · 158

define love

mr t Mar 2018

define love

Love
What is it?
I’d say, but I don’t know.
I’d imagine it to be clouds
Soaring high and free
Not a care in the world
Just floating in the wind
It could be lying in bed
Half asleep
Then feeling puppy paws
Circling around to sleep next to you
Curling up in the crease of your body
Providing a needed presence of warmth
Perhaps it’s just a mix of everything joyous
Bundled up into a pair
Written into a plan
What is Love?
A feeling I’ve never known

Feb 2018 · 214

calm waves

mr t Feb 2018

calm waves

There is no such thing as a calm wave
Waves are not calm
Yes
They may seem shallow to some
And insignificant
But to others,
To others they are capable of destroying
Destroying a home
Destroying a family
Destroying a life
So yes it might seem calm
But look beneath the surface
To those who lie beneath the beauty
Then try to say it’s a calm wave
Just try to.

Dec 2017 · 205

love in war

mr t Dec 2017

love in war

I wait
I contemplate
What could be
What matters to me
Then you go
And I didn’t know
I was just a muse
being used
That’s when I fell
Cause you introduced me to hell
The fear in my eyes
Could not disguise
What I felt in my heart
Cause it had been ripped apart
And thrown down a hole
That’s what you stole
You took it away
Then the Love began to decay
But my heart is still yours
Through all of these wars

I have never truly been in love, but this poem flowed out

Nov 2017 · 466

Naturals

mr t Nov 2017

Naturals

Naturally beautiful
Naturally athletic
Naturally funny
Naturally happy
Naturally smart

Those are the naturals people love
The ones who are praised
And brag without hard work

Naturally clumsy
Naturally slow
Naturally awkward
Naturally alone
Naturally afraid

Those are the naturals of me
I get to watch others be praised
When I work hard
And they’re still better

I am only ever naturally pushed away and stored in the back corner of the cabinet

Nov 2017 · 321

waving goodbye

mr t Nov 2017

waving goodbye

I used to be the sand
Going with the flow
Being tossed
However the water wanted me to be tossed
But that’s changed
I’ve decided to float off by myself
And wave the water goodbye
As I start a new life
A good life
A happy life

I never needed you anyway

Nov 2017 · 301

kill it

mr t Nov 2017

**** it

When you see it
You’ll start to scream
It’s presence is overwhelming
You become afraid
Afraid of all the possibilities
Running through your brain
With no good outcomes
Tears flood your eyes
And flow liker
Down your pale cheeks
Your body is under the control
Of a strong fear
Nothing can be done
Until someone else kills it
You’re rescued
By a hero
A spider killing hero

One of my top fears

Nov 2017 · 255

the lucky one

mr t Nov 2017

the lucky one

Some say I'm the lucky one
I have a home which comforts me
I have parents who love one another
I have a sister who is a great role model
I have friends who are special in my heart
I have abilities to run and dance
I have people who support me
I have everything provided to me

Well not everything
Not the one thing I want most

I know I'm selfish for this
I know I don't need it
But I yearn for it

I can't hold myself from wanting the one thing
That I have to stop myself from grabbing
The thing that makes me build a wall
Something to block myself
Because if not
I will strive for it
And I can't I just can't be that type of person

I tell myself "you'll live without it"
But my heart doesn't believe it
My heart longs for that extra something

I know I shouldn't
I know it's not right

But this one time
The wall is falling
One brick at a time
And there's nothing there to fix it
It can't be fixed until I'm on the other side
And I have that one special thing

They say I'm the lucky one
I have an education
I have the best pets a girl could ask for
I have clean clothes
I have a comfy bed

But I don't have the missing piece in my life
The thing that I desire

Not yet that is

I'm not the lucky one yet.

Nov 2017 · 932

a pencil

mr t Nov 2017

a pencil

When pens run out of ink
We throw them away
When pencils break
We sharpen them

When I performed my piece "not a pen" a good friend of mine told me this, and it brightened my whole day.

Nov 2017 · 242

shadows

mr t Nov 2017

shadows

It’s nice being a shadow
Present
But not presented
Being the backdrop
Of someone else
Always below everyone else
Slowly disappearing into darkness

Not ready to be the star of a show.

Nov 2017 · 274

not a pen

mr t Nov 2017

not a pen

Smooth strokes of a pen
Creating beautiful words
Perfect calligraphy

Written by a gentle hand
Unshaken
Drawing pictures
On clean paper

Pictures of shaping moments
Times of love
Of friendship
Of little butterflies
The fluttering wings showing sweet nerves

Ink flowing into lines
Making an aesthetic piece
Simple
Yet pleasing

Courage to move the pen
Bravery to create the next movement
Aware of the imperfections

Imperfections capable of straying from the perfect art
A splatter in the ink
A shake in the hand
A shift in the paper

Creating change
Change bringing possibilities
To do something new

Being a different type of beautiful
Force of going with the mistakes
Not being able to erase the marks
The shaping marks

But I’m not a pen
I don’t have the courage
I am afraid of change
Afraid of straying from the norm
Making my own creations

I am a pencil
A cautious pencil
Opportunity to hide mistakes
Opportunity to break in two
Opportunity to be written over

But it’s okay
I am a good pencil
I’ll let others be pens
Bold
Beautiful
Breathtaking
Pens

Every moment matters to me
My heart and soul are too fragile
And I can’t erase
What has been written by a pen

This is me.

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