"alaina" poems
from the start
I should've saw your mischievous heart
Like the girl who talked to you when we were eating lunch
"But, you said you had a crush on me." she exclaimed, yet I didn't have a hunch.
you're.. a player.
I should've saw any sign.
but slowly the shards of painful memories pass by that I find
you took two girls to the homecoming dance,
but before that, we had our first romance
why did I trust you to be loyal
maybe because I was blinded with love and was treated royal
there was too many signs...
Like the messages I saw on your phone when I checked the time,
that person calling you the same loving names you wanted me to call you?
her name, "Alaina?"
You convinced me it was just a "role-play" and I didn't see any red flags?
I just wanted to believe you loved me
the girl's name, Alaina
...who is Alaina?
Jul 20, 2018
Jul 20, 2018 at 7:07 PM UTC
You told me that I played all my cards right
but what I played didn't compare to her,
and the house of cards you were building would soon ignite.
So I ask:
Alaina,
did you really ruin my life?
Or was I too blind to see that you had come to my rescue?
All this time I've despised you,
but it's as clear as day that it wasn't your fault.
And because you were the key to set me free,
he will suffer in agony knowing he'll no longer get the best of both worlds.
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
Hello all!
I am in the process of creating my own blog/ poetry website. I will still be posting here for a while as I continue development on the site. But feel free to come check it out in it's most basic form!
Updates to come in the coming weeks.
https://spacepuppybarks.com/
Thanks all.
-Alaina
Sep 19, 2021
Sep 19, 2021 at 2:48 AM UTC
We'd like to think that we could go
Out for an evening and not have to worry
That we are going to end up being
The helpless victim of a gunman's fury.
One would think that mass shootings
In which so many lives are lost
Might compel lawmakers
To stop the killings at any cost.
When so many shootings occur
On American soil year after year,
Don't enough people wonder
What the hell is happening here?
What are people waiting for?
How many more victims will die?
Must we sit by helplessly
While lawmakers turn a blind eye?
Another horrific act of violence
Occurred at the Borderline Bar & Grill
When a solitary gunman
Had one thing on his mind: to ****
Eleven young people gunned down.
An officer shot dead as well.
Only survivors who were present
Can talk about their glimpse of hell.
The killer, too, lost his life
From a wound, possibly self-inflicted.
Some say in retrospect
His actions could have been predicted.
No one can fathom the suffering
Of the victims' parents, families and friends--
Their heartache and anguish from knowing that
Their loved ones met such violent ends.
Just two weeks before Thanksgiving!
This year it will be a chore
To ask the parents staring at empty
Seats what they are thankful for.
A call to action is the only response
To the horror that this nightmare evokes
When twelve innocent victims must
Lose their lives in Thousand Oaks.
Remember the victims:
Sgt. Ron Helus (54)
Sean Adler (48)
Cody Coffman (22)
Blake Dingman (21)
Jake Dunham (21)
Alaina Housley (18)
Daniel Manrique (33)
Justin Meek (23)
Mark Meza (20)
Kristina Morisette (20)
Telemachus Orfanos (27)
Noel Sparks (21)
A mother of one of the victims has said,
"Here are my words. I want gun control.
I don't want prayers. I don't want thoughts."
-by Bob B (11-9-18)
Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
Look forward to seeing you there!
Aiming for a post every weekday.
Jul 18, 2022
Jul 18, 2022 at 4:01 PM UTC
Five steps ahead, Five steps behind.
Five steps to a smile, Five steps to laughter…
Five steps.
Five steps to stare at the ground, the sky-anywhere else but here.
Five steps to ignore.
Five steps to pretend that you don’t remember.
How sad, these Five steps,
who destruct friendship and create distance.
Five steps transform;
Into miles.
Into years.
Into strangers.
Five steps.
Five steps to change.
—Alaina Loomis (copyright)
Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 8:53 PM UTC
No!
Shout their names
Let high winds carry them
to all corners of the world
Nicholas Dworet
Gina Montalto
Jamie Guttenberg
Alyssa Alhadeff
Joaquin Oliver
Meadow Pollack
Martin Duque
Luke Hoyer
Alex Schachter
Peter ****
Alaina Petty
Helena Ramsey
Cara Loughran
Carmen Schentrup
Scholars, athletes,
musicians,
community volunteers,
Chris Hixon
Aaron Feis
Scott Beigel
Teachers,
mentors,
leaders
All seventeen
caring, strong,
determined,
thoughtful
inspirations
Shout their names
Let high winds carry them
Honor their memory
Show their young vibrant faces
Look!
Really look!
Look in their eyes
Can you not see their hopes?
hopes that fell and
crumpled with their limp bodies,
destroyed in mere seconds
Can you not see their dreams?
dreams shattered,
turned to nightmares?
destroyed in mere seconds
Can you not see their plans?
Plans for their future,
a future wrenched from them
destroyed in mere seconds,
Mere seconds
of violence
That’s all it took
Congress persons,
Members of NRA,
Gun sellers
are your children,
grandchildren,
those you care about
shielded from this same fate?
Or
will it take their demise
before you can see?
Don’t you know that,
in truth, we are all
the same family?
The children who died
are your children!
The teachers who died
are your brothers!
Their blood courses
through your body, too
it courses through all of us.
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 7:09 PM UTC
Mom I’m home,
Guess what I learned in class today?
I learned what rooms are safest for hiding.
I learned what it sounds like to hear my classmates scream.
I learned what it looks like when the bodies of my friends fall
like pretend soldiers that were never meant for a real war.
Mom, today I learned what war looks like,
because now it looks like our schools.
We wear bulletproof backpacks and carry
textbooks over our heads.
Our base is rigged with smoke bombs to
disorient our enemies and
little black boxes to let them know when we are safe.
Mom, today I learned the meaning of fear.
It means never seeing you again, or Dad.
It means sending texts in between clutching other people’s hands
as we all try to keep quiet as we quiver in the closets.
It means not knowing if the sounds outside the door are
another tortured orphan, another lone wolf,
or the sounds of our saviors coming to bring us home.
Mom, today I learned that I must fight.
I must fight for the future that I want to see.
I must fight for my friends, for other kids,
and for our right to live.
I must fight for Alyssa,
for Scott,
for Martin,
for Nicholas, Aaron, and Jaime.
I must fight for Peter,
for Joaquin,
for Cara, Gina, Luke, and Alaina.
I must fight for Meadow,
for Helena,
Alex, Carmen, Chris,
and all of the other students that won’t be coming home from school.
WE must fight for Parkland, for Sandy Hook, for Columbine, for Marshall County,
and all of the other schools that turned into historical battlegrounds.
Because this is history.
We are all actors if we continue to pretend that everything is okay.
We are all actors if we continue to think that anyone with a gun license
should be able to purchase an assault rifle,
though they continue use it on kids who haven’t even gotten their driver’s licenses yet.
Those of us here today, we are actors because we are fighting for what is right,
we are fighting to have our voices heard and our demands met.
But they are the ones who are acting.
They act like we are to blame for our own murders.
They act like the solution isn’t right in front of them.
They act like school shootings can be fixed with more guns.
No more.
No more guns in our schools.
No more wondering if we’ll make it off campus today.
No more hoping that the world won’t forget their names.
No more fearing for our lives in a place that should be dedicated to educating us,
to bettering us, and to connecting us.
No more.
Mar 13, 2018
Mar 13, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC
Wednesday, 14th of February 2018, 7.00pm,
" breaking news, a mass-shooting happened today in Florida, American authorities are calling this the worst school shooting in U.S.A's history "
6 minutes and 20 seconds,
That's all it took,
17 confirmed dead,
15 injured,
Countless more lives ruined,
All in under 10 minutes,
No parent should ever have to hug their child,
So tight,
Just because it might be the last time they'll ever say goodbye,
No kid should ever have to be afraid of their school hallway,
Or be afraid of who's standing in the classroom doorway,
No kid should ever wonder if this day will be their last,
And no parent should ever have to bury their kid,
Six feet out of their reach,
So this is for Scott,
And for Alyssa,
For Martin,
And for Nicholas,
Not forgetting Aaron,
This goes to Chris,
And Luke,
For Cara,
And for Gina,
Joaquin and Alaina,
Meadow, Helena, and Alex,
Carmen and Peter,
You are all in our hearts,
Let's face it,
The Floridian community of Douglas,
Will never go back to " normal "
So, Washington? Trump?
Riddle us this?
When is this going to be added to your list of " proud American traditions "?
There are too many heavy hearts,
Too many dark days,
Too much chaos and confusion,
For this to be swept under the carpet again,
Just like the last time,
We aren't even a quarter of the way into 2018,
Yet there has been over 30 mass-shootings since the beginning of January,
So here's to the people who aren't accepting the truth,
Who are too " confused " to realize what's going on,
For the people who haven't woken up to the fact,
That there were unidentified bodies,
Sitting cold in that school for over 24-hours,
And do not tell me I am too young to know what I'm talking to you about,
I stand alongside Emma Gonzalez, and the hundreds of young people across the globe,
This isn't just for our lives,
This is for everyone's lives,
Since when did " don't shoot nice people " become such a controversial statement?
Since when did school safety become a debatable, two-sided matter?
So I will join my fellow marchers,
And yell loudly and unapologetically,
Until they hear our voices,
In the words of Emma Gonzalez,
Adults like it when we have strong test scores,
But not when we have strong opinions,
We are Marching For Our Lives,
And this is our legacy.
Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 8:16 AM UTC
Alaina Moore blocked me
Because I called her on some ****
That she obviously had no reply
She could admit to
Publicly
And then sent me a private message
Expecting me to explain
Myself
To her
Silly
Just silly
Jun 19, 2018
Jun 19, 2018 at 1:01 PM UTC