"forst" poems
cold
finally dark, damp
cold
eating at my bones
spearing my nerves
was I forged in
a forst draped with snow?
why does the frost
call me?
I long to be covered
suffocated with freezing hands
returned to
the hardened ground
a land covered
in ice
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 3:21 AM UTC
FOR THE FIRST TIME, THE PAST IS PAST/
Today, I visited my old home,
after much hesitation and temptations.
I've been there twice before,
stolen glances at m̶y̶ home
both times I came back crying
to my mom at the place
we live in now,
I refuse to call it home
because I swear every single
morning I've woken up in this place
I've been longing to feel how I felt
waking up in my old home;
how I've felt for 14 years.
But today was different:
I looked at m̶y̶ home
with eyes wide open
Yes, there were flashbacks
of standing in front if the pink wall
and my black brown wardrobe
for photographs before dinners;
of the living room walls and
the little white pretty chandelier
hanging at the top;
of blue LED lights on the
cieling of my bedroom,
the warmth of my bed;
of the smell of my parent's room
and the bookshelf in the balcony;
of the sound of the bell
and the key hanger beside the TV;
Of the shelves in the living room
where my mom stocked all my trophies;
Of the sofas where my sister and I
laid doon to have foot fights;
Of the swing on my front porch
where I first heard 1989
and huge window on the forst floor
where I solved math problems every night;
the list never ends;
All the cruel bitter flashbacks
that could've been tender sunlit memories
if they didn't have to sell my home
for the ****** hospital bills.
Today was different
because I didn't let the past
overwhelm my emotions
Instead
I smiled and stared at the paint
over my father's name plate.
A part of me will always reside
in m̶y̶ old home
but I refuse to let it haunt me anymore.
-j.s
Aug 22, 2020
Aug 22, 2020 at 11:13 AM UTC
Another heart for her,
Love Doves
summer rules her
weather
The winter door locked
Don't bother the others
Bird buddy parody
He can't go
*****
Artsy daisy
for the human,
we are____
((Free birds))
Locked Dove keys
Someone got lazy
Forst Hills Queen's
Chastity Lock by her clock
All humans the champions
the caged ones
(Tweets) fanatically
insane feet
Her Flamingo sheets
The rain in Spain
Bird front near the docks
Cardinal Pope stay mainly
flocks of angry birds
Of the plain
Feathered brain
flew South on the
Chattanooga train
He's gone with
the Scarlet wind
Angry chicken neck
Angry tears of a clown
The tweet's on twitter
angry singer
Rap brother
Big! brother
named the champions_______?
Ballerina steps
group Queen
Bird at the least
she naps
Polly Pigeon toes
He hooknose nest
Please, no cages
and her bird
**** wages.
Conrad birdie Hootie
****** in
Springtime attention.
Ancient times mythical
keys and hot
heavenly seeds
Jewish Bagels Canarsie
Brooklyn cream
cheese and lox
What a bird **** puddle.
That security guard Big Bird
Sesame Street all John's
imagine
The bird beats Abby road
What bird crap to
kiss a toad
Wheres my bird waiter
Key West alligators
Robin Red Breast
Solomon fantasy Island
No man no God
Word is the (God) bird
He flew me hard
Running like a chicken
without a bird head
The rainforest
looked at her feet
Please the lock
Dove keys
Her coffee
Bird Bed breakfast
Stay leave the seeds
Blueberry Blue Jay
He went over
to her
and said
Your coffee is
for the birds' just pay
She flew her big nest
She locked his keys
Those bird prayers
really work
she is here to stay
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC