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Rod Watson Feb 2015
That one road
So far yet so close.

As I travel down this long road
Thoughts come traveling through my mind
Good Thoughts Bad Thoughts
Are clogging my mind.

I cannot think straight
But yet I continue to walk this one road
Not even knowing where I am going.

But as I walk down this road I can hear sounds of the wind
I can hear the waterfalls from down the stream
I can hear the true sound of nature itself.

And as I can hear these sound coming from all around me
I realize that nature has a voice
A calm and beautiful voice
A voice of soothing and relaxing tone I feel as if I’m floating.

But then I hear another voice and this one is not soothing
It is not relaxing
I then open my eyes to see a pair of hunters shooting at the animals
Cursing terrible words when they miss a shot.





They then spot me standing there in the middle of this long road
They stare at me with smiles on their face
But in my mind they should not be smiling nor should they be happy
They have disturbed the peace of nature
They have severed the beautiful sounds of the wind and waterfalls.

As I just watch in horror as the hunters start back shooting
I fall to my knees and ball out in a trail of tears
For they have ruined this magnificent moment in my life
That one moment when I was truly one with nature.

But as I wipe my eyes I feel a sense of regret
I then whispered to myself
That I shouldn’t have traveled this one road
That I shouldn’t have been one with nature
That I just should have just went the other way.

That is my thought of that one road
And all that I have left to say.
Rod Watson Feb 2015
The fallen star
So lonely yet so bright
Oh where are you fallen star

I look through the sky with my telescope
But I cannot find you
Where are you fallen star

I run through the dark night
Looking wondering why
Why can’t I find this star that shines so bright?

But then I run to a pond
And I look down to see my reflection
And I see that I am smiling
Because at that moment I realized that
Shining fallen star was me.
Rod Watson Feb 2015
The dragons lair
So deep and dark
So be careful not to stare
Or you may be dragged
Into the dragons lair.


When he drags you down
He wonders what to do
Should he cook you up?
Or cut you in two.


Should he cut you into pieces?
And stir you in a ***
He starts to grin
But you beg him to not.


Should he tie you to a wheel?
And spin you around
Should he grab you with his claws?
And smash you to the ground.


Should he burn you to crisp?
And blow you away
Or should he let you go?
And be on your way.


You finally open your mouth
And looked into the dragons lava red eyes
Then you say let me go and I have a surprise.


You smiled at the dragon
Then he smiled back
As soon as he put you down
You were on the attack.
You grabbed your sword
And swung and swished
But every last hit
You terribly missed.


The dreadful deadly dragon frowned
for you have betrayed him.
Then you thought in your mind
Your chances for survival were very very slim.


You then threw down your sword
then ran like an coward
But the entrance was blocked by the dragons dark wing
for it is your final hour
your death is all the dragon  desired
Rod Watson Feb 2015
I am me
no one else

I might not like the same things as you
But i am me
I might not dream like you
But i am me

You can judge me all you want
But you don't realize the mocking words you speak
They hurt
They cut me like razor sharp blades
For i am me
i am me
i am me

Each time you stare at me it's like your eyes are stabbing a dagger in my heart it brings shame
Each time you laugh at me all i can feel
is pain.

You don't realize it but i hold back my tears.
Running away and hiding from my fears.
This growing pain only comes from you my peers.

Each and every year i try to get stronger.
asking myself can i last any longer?

you don't realize the pain you cost me
The words you say bring terrible thoughts to my mind
those evil words haunting my mind clogging my knowledge
When you say these things do you even realize you make me question my own existence?
But then i also realize that the truth is I am me.

No one can change who i am
For i am me
I must learn to realize your words do not matter
That pain is only a figure of my wild wonderful imagination

But you must also realize
I am me
No one else
this poem i wrote was  me basically expressing my emotions of the people at my school at Liberty Eylau High  and how i have felt over the years but know i grow stronger because i have friends that make me smile everyday
Rod Watson Feb 2015
Two stars crossed in a dark dreary sky
one star black
one star white
one is as dark as night
one is like the sun it shines so bright
but together they are like a half moon
aiming to be full that shall come soon
but they will always be equal
for they are actually one
and when they cross
they will be brighter than the sun
this is one of the first poems i ever wrote and it started me on a path to become a poet

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