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Rickey Someone Oct 2020
8/22/2020

Recognizing faces. Forgetting names.
Seeing friends. Feeling strange.
Everything’s the same, but it’s all changed.
The new normals ****, I wanna go back.
Lessons learned in this lame lot as I’m living life,
Chemicals cleaning, fears screaming.
If I said I didn’t care, I’m lying,
I’ve just given up trying.
It’s not just me, we all feel it,
Overwhelmed, gloomy, pathetic.
How long can they keep this going?
When will their fatigue start showing?
Fitting in never sounded befitting,
But if I can lead by my ample example,
Is that a worthwhile gamble?
Psalm ninety-one, five and six give me backbone,
Then I trip on Romans thirteen one.
Information flying every which direction,
I’m at truth and lie’s intersection.
I’m uncomfortable and worn out,
Introverts need a home in the crowd.
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
7/16/2020

You sat down to think,
To find the perfect word,
A word that defined your worth,
But the only word that came was weak.

Physically, mentally, spiritually,
In selflessness, in love, in all.
Feeling short but looking tall,
But ease comes so difficultly.

Your life identifies as a struggle,
Disasters fill your memory.
Even light things aren’t feathery,
Things the strong lift with a chuckle.

Weak can’t be your descriptor,
There has to be a better one!
Walking from here to there – feeling done,
Waiting for your heart to feel a stir.

Could you say that you are bold,
When you run from discomfort?
Will your good be remembered,
Or will the bad prevail, becoming old?

If you don’t find a better identity soon,
You’ll fall down and never recover.
I’d only you hadn’t blown every buffer,
If only you hadn’t entered that room.

But God is your loving Father,
He owns the cattle on a thousand hills.
He’s just waiting to fix your ills,
To give, and give again is no bother.

His love is the only comfort,
His grace covers your cancer,
His justice frees your anger,
His blessings are unnumbered.

He replaces your short-sighted desires,
His plans are a sure promise.
Accept him and turn from hardness,
Focus on Him, put on your blinders.

His blood flowed for you,
And his life covers yours.
His strife opened a door,
One with a joyful view.

You are a child of God, don’t forget.
Though you are truly weak,
God brings you to a new peak.
He loves you, and that’s not a threat.

God is a listening ear,
When all ears are closed,
God is the one who knows,
When others steer clear in fear.

Now, what defines you?
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
6/16/20

Just when I was thinking we were close,
You left me, didn’t even say adios.
You’re distant, when did love grow hard?
Was I bragging too much about what we had?

In the past, I cherished your presence,
But then I boxed and stored you up like presents.
Oh, I looked forward to your embrace,
But now I yell and shut the door in your face.

Please tell me, will you ever come back?
I’m here with a broken heart, I want you back.
It’s my fault, but why did you leave me?
Can you find it in yourself to forgive me?

I wrote you a poem, don’t know why…
I meant every word then, but now it’s a lie.
I’m willing to live the words I spoke,
And very eager to repair what I broke.

I said I couldn’t live without you,
But sadly I still gave it a try or two.
I would say my life is just the best,
If I could ignore all the pain, fear, and stress.

Could you read my thoughts from over there?
I muttered softly that I didn’t need you.
Even when it’s just the two of us,
My mind wanders along to find someone else.

I’ve been hanging out with all the boys,
Whose well-fitting names are Roar, Chaos, and Noise.
I’ve grown to like their rebel style,
Forgotten, I left you out the whole while.

I wrote your poem, did you like it?
I meant those words, but I have changed I admit.
I’m thinking about second chances,
And how I could get away from the masses.

If I could choose to make it your turn,
After what I’ve done, would you ever return?
I’ve grown tired of life without you,
I will miss Noise, but I missed you, too.

You’re always so peaceful, loving, and kind,
You never judged if I needed to unwind.
Please, accept this sad apology,
But this time I’m void of any polity.

I pledge loyalty to you once more,
I’ll shake it off and focus if I feel bored.
You give such worth to my existence,
Oh hear my sorry cry, please come back, Silence.
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
6/1/2020

I do laundry, four-thirty in the am,
Then hit my knees, worship the I AM.
They say a wise man has many counselors,
But a wide man hasn’t been outdoors.

All these pressures, they’re hanging over my head,
It feels like my head was hanged instead.
Can’t wait ’til you’re lost to ask for direction,
Before you’re attacked, seek protection.

Are the poor exempt from being generous?
Waiting, will riches make us rigorous?
When I’m ready for Him, I say, “Lord come soon!”
But when I’m not, He could come then too!

All the white-out in the world’s inventory,
Couldn’t ever erase your story.
If you were in the room, I’d be filled with fear,
Nonetheless, right now I want you near.

When I speak, I use the low beams, not the high,
I’m trying to break it to you light.
But all that nonsense talk, that’s bologna sauce,
Quit lying, you ain’t nobody’s boss.

Is he doing this because he truly loves?
Or because it’s what a leader does?
Being scarred for life leaves one dreading the past.
Being healed for life leaves one relaxed.

I write as quickly as I can with my hand,
I still can’t write thoughts I understand.
I waited for seven years to toss the weight,
But I was still seven years too late.

What more could I want? I have ev’rything I need!
I’m so dissatisfied, I’m so bored.
I have all the world’s knowledge, and that’s a fact,
I don’t care at all, I’m ignorant.

If you desire to be calloused to the truth,
You’ll live in a palace with a skew.
If you really want to maintain your balances,
You’ll live to entertain alliances.

Only ride the fence if you’re ripping lumber,
Jump the fence if you’re feeling limber.
If you wanna get going, grab an atlas,
And do smile when you arrive at last.
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
5/9/2020

Does a drop of water know where it’s going?
Really, is there any way of knowing?
Does it see what’s ahead in its course?
Can it see behind, back to its source?
Does it know there’s a rapid coming soon?
Will it ever feel lost in the monsoon?
Does it get weary on this journey?
Is it ever doubtful of its destiny?
Can a drop of water feel jealousy?
Can it desire to leave a larger legacy?

Never resting, never stopping,
Always moving, always dropping,
Sometimes washing, sometimes mopping.

Never dry, never old,
Always valued, always sold,
Sometimes warm, sometimes cold.

Does a drop of water enjoy being water?
Has it known times of peace and slaughter?
Are raindrops as sad as the mood they bring?
How many drops must fall when it’s pouring?
How many times has that drop been here?
How long has it floated down? A year?
Does a body of water have protestors?
Does each understand how much it matters?
Does a drop of water know to be happy?
All this makes me wonder the same about me.
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
5/9/20

Where are they now?
What are they thinking about?
Are they happy? Sad?
Was their day good or bad?

I hope you don’t mind,
You’re still on my mind.
Though a thousand miles away,
I wonder about y’all, okay?

I’m out of cell service,
Way up in this wilderness.
But I still have a connection,
That grows with reflection.

Left alone with my thoughts,
But I ain’t about to go nuts.
Thinking clears the confusion,
Identify comes with seclusion.

If I can grow with you,
I can grow alone, too.
Introversion will always call,
Still… I wonder about y’all.
Rickey Someone Oct 2020
5/8/2020

Off the ground, I’m in another world,
With only the wind to bother me.
What am I always so busy with?
I’ve forgotten what to worry about,
What a difference two feet can make!
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