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Aahoc 12h
Is it me? 
As the walls come crashing down, yet again
I can only blame external forces so many times. 
What is the pattern? 
It is I. 
I am the only common thread. 
If fortresses are the end goal,
Then why am I constantly surrounded by rubble?
Stagnant reminders of past failings  
How am I placing the bricks? 
Is that the issue? 
What about the materials? 
Where do they come from? 
The mortar! 
That must be it. 
Couldn't be. 
Could it be? 
I just don't know. 
One thing is evident
-
The fault is mine.
Mrs. Goddard
Looked like Mary Poppins
Always a smile on her face
Caring, Kindness Grace
I wanted to please her
By doing my best
Ace every test

“If At first  
You don’t succeed
Try Try again”

The reward
“To be a Study Buddy”
Help a friend do better
“A feather in your Cap”

We all wanted to be
The little engine that could
To always do good

“I can if I think I can”

Third grade was
A milestone
Our touch tone
It was the First time
Our voices were heard
Even the
Outlandish absurd

I wanted to
Come to school
To learn
“The Golden Rule”

Every morning
She smiled
Every inch
Every mile
She started
The class
With promise
We were beguiled
She had many sayings
Like Mary Poppins

“A spoon full of sugar
Helps the medicine go down
Is the most delightful way”

I still remember
“Silence is golden
So get rich quick”

We would settle in
Wiggling anxiously
In our chairs
Giggling without care
Soaking up
The happiness
In the  AIR
Glancing around
Anticipation giddy
Ready to get to
The nitty-gritty

It was a look
A glance
A waltz
A dance
An expression
Her finger
On her lips
She invited us…

“Are you ready?”
Every face, Smiled
“All right, Boys and Girls ”
“Put on your Thinking Caps”

Each eager child
Full grin smiles
One and all
Went through
The motions
Of putting on
Their Thinking Caps
Arms over the head
Adjusting it just right

She would ask
“Is it on
Good and tight”
We Readjusted our
Caps for good measure
Her face beaming
Smiling with pleasure

We saw our Cap
in our mind
By her
Design

That was the start
of  Our
Imagination
Time
Infatuation
Admiration
Appreciation
Nurtured
We grew
Sublime

We were all
Diamonds
In the rough
With years of
Refinement
We will shine
Sparkle glow
To perfection
Let our inside
Show

Don’t worry
About
Little chips
Imperfections
Polish and shine
Until
No detection

Five minutes
Seemed
Like Forever  

Seeing
the end In sight
Never

As we grew
We knew
Interminable
Time
Marched on

All we can do
Is wait
For what comes
Next

Inspired songs;
1) everything is beautiful 1970
By Ray Stevens

2) remember the days of the old school yard 1977
By Cat Stevens

3) teach your children well
By Crosby Stills Nash & Young 1970


BLT Webster’s word of the day challenge
May 27, 2025
Interminable
Things that have or seem to have no end, especially because they continue for a very long time.
That was the year a boy kissed me
I was madder than a hornet‘s nest. He put our friendship to the test. I had no interest in boys. I was a tomboy
I interested only in running faster, better, then the boys. Not because I wanted to be a Boy, but because I could
My 4 brothers called me a (tomboy) my father called me Charmin Carmen. That’s the year. I got my nickname.
My mom still put me in dresses, but I wore shorts underneath to maintain my propriety.
It wasn’t easy t climbing a chain-link fence with a baseball mitt in a dress, but I  did it gracefully!
The first girl baseball player in full stride , by third grade
A rural country girl in a city school.
MetaVerse 16h
Aliens loom
In the skies overhead.
They might be the doom
That makes us all dead.

Or maybe AI
Will do us all in,
And all men will die
By cyborgs with "skin".

But, likelier, Man
Will be his own end
Before he began
To be his own friend.
Meggi 1d
Do you still eat your toast like I do
Around the edges first, until there is only the soft bit in the middle
Do you scan the line for the club
Peer into shop windows, cafe windows, bedroom windows
When you’re falling asleep in the dark do you wonder if you’ll dream of me
Does Bukowski remind you of me
Does Rodriguez
Does your father
Do you still laugh like you did with me
Do you still eat eggs with mayonnaise
Wear stripes and bows and the red canvas trousers
Do you still eat your toast like I do
Around the edges first, until there is only the soft bit in the middle
Do you still eat your toast
The way you consumed me
ivan 2d
i had a friend
unmistakable gaze
blurry thoughts
your throat lingering with knots

oh, it all seemed like a dream
your kiss
how you told me it would all be
just,
just fine

i had a friend,
it’s 12:43
under a bridge
you weep

12:44
hold you,
gripping your wrists
‘i need to get out,’
‘get out of this prolonged dream,’
‘dream that if continues,’
‘it will take all away from us’

i have a friend
i am loved!
i am loved!

not like anyone,
not on the news
you’re special
oh, how I miss our talks on the stairs
rk 4d
loving you
turned me into a poet
both the artist and the muse
all at once
knowing i'd sing for you
just as quickly as i'd bleed
to make your world
more beautiful

even now
i'd describe the sea
a thousand ways
just to capture
your shade of blue.
H 5d
I see you.
When have you felt that before?
The feeling that someone else understands you,
Truly understands you,
Sees through your walls, into you.

I for one haven’t felt it.
It’s always a passing friendship,
A fleeting moment.
Never a true friendship,
I wonder if I’ve ever truly had a friend.

I know my friends care for me,
I care for them.
But how well do we know each other?
We don’t talk about how we feel.
We don’t share anything personal.

But why do I feel left out?
Like they talk and I don’t.
I suppose my walls are too high.
How I wish I had a hammer,
And watch it go crashing down.

Then finally feel like someone sees me.
When you are
feeling alone, and
when you have NO FRIENDS,
you want the
loneliness to subside, and
come to an end,
like some kind of companionship,
not knowing where to begin,
just yearning for attention,
as the aloneness sets in, but
don't feel down and out
just lift up that chin,
You are a Champion, and
YES!!!,
YOU CAN WIN!!
You are not alone when
you are in Solitude,
There's No issues, or no malice,
Just pure Gratitude!!!
So, Be Grateful that you are all alone,
there is nothing wrong,
with being on your own,
The friends that you have had
have gone astray,
A handful of friends, to me is okay,
Your days will be brighter, and
No Clouds of Gray!!!


B.R.
Date: 5/19/2025
Vrinda 7d
"I wish I didn’t feel this way,
A love I don’t want, but can’t push away.
I miss you more than I can show,
But I keep it hidden, deep below."

"I just want to hug you, hold you tight,
Let you see the side that’s pure and light.
The part of me that’s never changed,
But I can’t let this love be rearranged."

"I wish I was the light of your eye,
The star that makes your heart beat high.
Yet here I stand, a friend confined,
Longing for a love I can’t define."
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