Welcomed by Mother's well-meaning embrace Touch tender as a trap could be How could my poor mother know? The path laid for her precious baby?
Naivety must have rendered her blind To awful truths of this life Pain is inevitable for everyone No one escapes sorrow and strife
A happy bubble flourished years I was small Raised a sweet girl who made her proud Four members of a perfect family Tucked in each night warm, safe, and sound.
Had riches beyond measure when I was young I treated it like dirt Ungrateful for blessings owned I'd never experienced hurt
Time unwillungly thrusted me forwards Stole innocent hours one by one After that problems rushed swiftly in Unappreciated happiness forever done
Heartbroken heaviness settled in my bones Weight growing larger still as days go by If mom had paused to really think her decision through Would she have chosen to birth a daughter who would rather die?
Day three of the 30 day poetry challenge im trying to keep up with
Pick up the newrest book and flip to page 8. Use the first full ten words in a poem in any order and anywhere you like.
My words were: small sweet innocent tender young still unwillingly taken mother's baby
You know It’s like a feat It never stops or misses a beat It’s like a feat It’s like a dream It takes you down an imaginative stream It’s like a change It surprises on what’ll be an exchange It’s like a nightmare It gives out a sickly red herring glare It’s like a fall It rushes out to a crying yet crackling call It’s like a feat It stops or throws out a defeat It’s like a feat You know
Another poem for my art project, a reverse poem. Read it forwards or backwards, though I prefer backwards.
These days are always chilly, My temple is shivering frivolously, These days are going so fast, But maybe it’s because I’m stuck in the past. Those days were filled with a smile, But my brain puts those memories in a file, Because nowadays, I’m stuck in denial.
Stuff gets hard, look forward not backward, anatomy shows that Which way you face, you will walk that direction. Stay happy stay healthy, love you guys.
I am ready to leave, this nest of m&s duvet covers, The smell of pasta, Fresh linen, Striped carpet, Laughter, And candlewax. This nest has kept me in its Clutches. Safe, warm Like coffee in cold hands, Surrounded by the scent of home For 18 years.
Finally this bird has fully extended wings and will fly Onwards.
We are heading toward the unknown morning, ready to face with the heavy light of the world only this livid silence embraces us now, yet still, I do not fear to take one step forward for I know there's no future forsaken for I know I am going to happen by you.