"suade" poems
My best buddy for my whole life lives far away...
But, if I need her...she's there for me anytime night or day....
Today I went on facebook ad saw her post....
It read "today my daddy past away".
My heart sank...and I messaged her right away.
I said "Bon Bon I am so very sorry and I love you"
I left another message shortly after the first one...
adding that I am here for her and if she needs to talk or text any time day or night just give me a call....with her its always alright.!!
After that I sat down and thought back to when we were in grade school. Bon Bon and I were together all of the time, laughing and playing and going to the 'valley" or as we called it 'down below".
We did so much with her parents that my parents did ever know.!!
Her parents were always so much more fun..
They took us to Fredricks of Hollywood in Hollywood in the summer of 8th grade.
Never did tell my parents we went there.....to look at **** suade underwear!!
We did get into trouble if we did something bad...like when we got all drunk one summer day and they found us past out.....
Ya then they got real mad.
Took us to eat to sober up and then I went home......which made me sad!!
One summer I ran away.....stayed at her house...for like 2 months..
They treated me as if I was their own kid.....
Like theyde get mad at me for all of the stupid **** I did.
Mike Vallee....
Im glad you were my best friends dad.....
*** for me you were the dad that I never had!!
Miss and love you for ever!!!!
xo
Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC
As i look down the sky is still forming. Whipped cream topping blue leather as i drift slowly across the jet stream. I am sitting where the angels sit in a small childs dream. A coat of feathers dawns upon me as the destination draws nearer. The beauty of Saint Pepsi drowns my ears. I feel as i will touch space and beyond, but the dark mountain above my head prevents me from doing so. My eyes are blocked by the coats of feathers. I see nothing but white suade and the left wing that sits upon my back. As if the sky is mocking me and distorting the beauty in this world. As i touch my head against my personal television screen, i see more of the wonders of nothing. This is where the world is peaceful. There is where angels must sleep. This is the pillow that supports God at night. Such wonderful nothingness. It makes me feel calm and peaceful. This is the Journey of Peaceful Nothing.
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 9:49 PM UTC
Let's see…
There's one who likes to smoke
Just as much as me
Curly brown hair he wears
And quite the beard has he
Theres one who likes to ride bikes
Just like I do
He's small, he's sharp, and a handsome one
But something doesn't do
There's one who dresses like I dress
And likes to read, too
That makes for quite the man, you know
You should see his blue suade shoes
There's one who says few words
Similar to I
He looks, and smiles, and when he laughs,
God I want to cry!
There's one who says too many words
He's a mess, a know it all
But something in the way he moves-
Stop!-
Why must I think of him at all
There's one who likes to climb mountains
And look off in the distance
Some might say he lives like me
To create a beautiful existence
There's one who is scared to dive in
To a world he doesn't know
I want to hold him, tell him it's okay
Being scared is how you grow
There's too many options,
And there will only be more to come
So how am I supposed to choose
Out of six billion, just one?
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC
I start sensitive conversations with
passionate people so that they can
I can have a reason to release my
anger. They forget that I am well
studied on only topics that I've
interest in and they use emotion
to try to suade me. I am horrible
and stiill. I smile as they begin
to get worked up. I think I need help.
Sep 6, 2014
Sep 6, 2014 at 12:21 AM UTC