Ispy poems on Hello Poetry

Mikitara Oct 2013

i came here to write, not play iSpy with turtles in the duck-crap encrusted, man-made lake of the park i grew up going to
i came here to tell a story. the story about the way your eyes were in between green and brown and how i always told you they were very ugly because hatred and love-written-in-Times New Roman-and-printed-then-ripped-to-shreds were your only two emotions (but we were in seventh grade then and i actually didn't say any of that because i actually thought you were perfection manifested into the form of a bowl-cut haired Iranian boy)
i came here to paint the walls of your room sanguine instead of Southern sky blue (it's blood, not paint (that's why i'm laughing)) and tattoo words i don't know the definition to all over your inner thighs (i'll use my mouth if you want, even though i already told you i wasn't here to fool around)
actually, i came here to tell you that i love you

youcancallmesierra Aug 2020

ispy

inside jokes
aren't what you laugh at now
think enough time has passed
so you come around
or you got bored
and i'm easy to find
when she finds the exit
from your life
this second choice thing
eats into me
you don't understand
why i'm afraid to speak
thought there was trust here
but you never even tried
if you saw it play out
from my eyes
maybe it would all
make sense
why i choose distance
over being your friend

Kendra Canfield Nov 2023

11/14/2023

my limbs are heavy
I’m frozen
glacially stuck.

time pirouettes around me
flies scribble emphatically in a stuffy room
a soft wedge of light scans the cobwebs
clinging to the wall
a cellar spider hails to me from a box of kleenex

this room is a mental illness ISpy
every little pen cap or thumbtack
every single thing
is another thought in my head.
my heart is pounding with the realization.
another thought here to stay

I spy
the millions of hopes and dreads and fears and doubts
scattered, strewn, stacked, piled
teetering on the edge of collapse
ever growing
yet also collecting dust

I spy
my body
defying gravity
I feel like I’m on Jupiter
I think I’m becoming non-newtonian
brain still whirring like a contrite zoetrope

three fans drone in my ears
and I jump—
—startled
as the garage door opens
life continues around me

I should at least put on pants.

Astounding Jul 2020

Meditate

It’s been a long time coming to face up to myself and discover who I am
I’ve been pacing around being who I’m destined to be and I’m tired of fighting with fate
Who am I?

Long ago, I learned to play games with the relationships in my life
I learned by playing ISpy and not tell my finds
To be quiet cause I think I’m a little ****** in the head and I just don’t find majority the “coolest”
Making me an outcast but I revel in it and it’s the path my spirit chooses
I have Lalochezia
My heart hold nothing but love and the want to help
My brain, sometimes, chooses to live somewhere else
I wish to be friends with everyone
I think sometimes I try too hard
I make an *** of myself
People always use the First Impression Card
I care a lot about the people around me
Though as an Leo I’m very self centered

As a mother now I’ve learned that regardless of any situation I should hold myself to higher standards
So I work so hard to be up and better because of the worry of being seen as too slacked as a mother and I was raised that way
Perfection and silence won’t get you hit
If you do, he will be the perfect example of everything he wants me to do, just the opposite
I ponder that part of me that strives for perfection is the reason people stay away
I love all the different types of love in this world
I’m may even be in love with love you could say
I’m a hopeless romantic and a cynic
A Good Girl and a Rebel Next Door
I want nothing more than to be one with the universe and stars and live within it
I want the Ultimate Knowledge someday
I’ve learned it’s not my choice nor any other man’s the time I’m destined to go
I will be one will the Milky Way someday along with every other dead but shining soul
I am an old soul with a young spirit
I wanna dance naked with my husband when my kids are being babysat
I wanna provide my kids the world and spoil them just because I can
I want to explore and dig my toes in most every Country’s sand
I don’t emit the the façade that I think I’m better than I am
Because I don’t think I am
I know everywhere that I could possibly stand
I crave to meet people’s soul
Not their Sluggish Daily Mask
I know their are so many more out their like me or different
I relish that the opportunities are vast

I am a Judd Apatow Gypsy With An Wolfpack That Loves Love And Hates Societies “Norms” When It Comes To Humor And Morality
My goal is that when you look into my eyes you’ll see this woman typing is truly my reality

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