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tracy Mar 2014
i.
I once knew a girl who wore jeans with ripped holes
not a cape, but scraped knees
she didn’t believe in smoke signals, instead
wrote in the margins of the paper but
each time I wanted to drown,
she taught me how to swim.

ii.
She slouched when she walked and
had mousy brown hair without
pearly white teeth or a figure 8 but
when she smiled, my God,
was she beautiful.

iii.
My mother always told me that when I grow up,
I could be whatever I wanted. When I told her
I wanted to be Wonderwoman, she laughed and said,
“someone is already Wonderwoman,” I didn’t know
that someone was you.

iv.
The next time someone pulls your hair or
calls you names, remember that there’s only one you
who knows how to save my world.
Dedicated to my own special Wonderwoman. J'ai écrit pour vous, mon bonbon.
raingirlpoet Sep 2014
my math teacher once said that the reason superheroes came about in the USA was because americans are the ones who needed the most saving
i didn't know if i should've been offended on behalf of the kids in my class
my math teacher isn't american yet i found my mind wandering throughout his lesson on polynomials
i thought about super heroes in comic books
batman, superman, ironman, wonderwoman
someone had to do the saving
but they all saved the world
maybe they saved individuals i don't know
americans are the ones who need the most saving
we're the ones who need the most saving
teenagers are the ones who need the most saving
i'm the one who needs the most saving
not from batman or superman or wonderwoman
i need to be my own hero and
save myself
Justin Tolentino Aug 2017
You're just to good to be true
Can't take my eyes off of you
You'd be like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At long last love has arrived
And I thank god I'm alive
You're just too good to be true
I can't take my eyes off of you

Pardon the way that I stare
There's no one else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
But if you feel like I feel
Please let me know that it's real
You're just to good to be true
I can't take my eyes off of you

And I need you baby,
If it's quite alright, oh pretty baby
To warm the lonely nights, I love you baby
Trust in me when I say okay

And oh pretty baby
Don't let me down I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that I found you stay
And let me love you
Baby let me love you oh baby

(My Verse)
Your, feet must be tired you've been joggin through my mind
You're like a star, that has fallen from the sky
You're Wonderwoman, but who has lost her powers
Man I'm workin at the sushi shop I get off in an hour so
If you don't mind, would you come & pick me up?
Give me lovin' & a hug 'cause I've been strugglin' and stuff
There's no other like you so I know that I'm lucky to find
A girl so fine and kind & so explosive hot like dynamite
We can wine & dine and do it again a couple of times
I thank god, everyday, girl you bring my life to life
Twenty years old, but with you a kiddish fool
Living in the windy city I never took you for a fool
Girl you're a blessing I guess you work miracles
The most beautiful girl I know, appointed by guinness rule
Beauty like yours, is just an urban myth
Usually a cool dude but with you im a nervous kid
You're dressed to **** so your clothes are murderous
We connected faster than my internet service did

(Chorus)~
I've loved this song since I was a little kid and the verse was just something I came up with in high school about this girl I had a crush on. I changed the Melting *** line to the sushi shop line since that's where I work at now ahaha. It's not that good bc I wrote it forever ago but I sang it at karaoke the other day and went through a nostalgia trip. I would have a friend beatbox for me at a pretty steady tempo and perform this at open mic events in highschool, if someone can supply me with a beat so I can do this on video it'd be greatly appreciated
Livingdeadgirl May 2014
Everyone tells me I can't
They all put me down
Does anyone know how to make it stop
Can anyone help me get up
Am I to stay down, all alone
Wait, oh, I forgot
You don't know me
You couldn't care less
So why do I keep talking
I tried to get your help
You know I've been there for you
So why aren't you there for me
Why do you keep faking
I've always been right here
You know me when you need me
But now I'm in need
So now you don't know me
I'm just a stranger
Until I get through this and you need me
So, what the hell kinda game are you playing
I'm invisible
Now I'm here
I can't be wonderwoman and superman
Why can't you help me
I help you, don't I
Even though you'd never admit it
All you can do is lie
To my face and behind my back
You don't care
You never really have
So here's my last testament
**Noone cares anymore
Sylvie Wild Dec 2018
My space
Room 32
November 21
Call me WonderWoman
Meet my nurses Laurie, and Nikki
Dr. Jensen
Internal Medicine
My story
I grew up in a log cabin
Didn't have no medicine
Maine woods
Never really sick
Except for with ticks
The oldest of 5
We're all insane
Want fame and a name
Important to me
And then there we're 3
In my family
I love, my love
To travel, read, and write
Stay out of fights
Play the game called Life
My goals by the golden shoals
Write a poetry pose daily
Write a book then maybe
Travel the globe
And grow old with a hottie
Make me some latte
Don't forget my space, my story, my goals
It's important to me
To make lots of noise
Raise some joy
Question about my cares?
Don't I dare?
Where to start?
When to finish?
When can I go home?
Another night
Alone
Another needle
*****
No thank you
I just wanna hold my Nya
It breaks my heart
To be so far
Yet very near
So hold on dear
This too shall pass
When we get to go home
At last.
PMc Nov 2018
A quest to watch the 2018 match made in heaven
in the worst of all possible seats
the worst of all possible local locations

smells mix of stale *****, yesterdays cigarettes and ****
oozes through clothing
to no end

Not a seat in the house with idiots screaming over one another
cursing through what has never been considered sensibility
hurling insults meant to hurt, seriously, and they do
to no end

This is where you might have been
all those Saturday afternoons
left alone to fend for yourself with
enough 7Up to ruin Saturday supper.

Hours later, daddy lovingly stroking his ego
living vicariously through your tears
waiting for just the right moment to remind you that
he loves you
one of life’s many riddles

WonderWoman underwear bunched between Dora the Explorer socks
at your feet
curling into a corner after you’ve ruined mom’s home-made Saturday supper
with too much 7Up

The tears don’t come when you cry alone
to no end.





((To: JM in hopes she heals))
I was working on some writing with a fellow poet.  We wrote about some very sensitive issues including this.  This is mine personally.  Other than teenage bullying (water off a duck), I've never experienced this kind of abuse.  Non one could imagine what it might be like for a little kid.  I can't speak from experience.
Mimi Bordeaux Nov 2020
Last Night I Made Love With SpiderWoman
Mimi Bordeaux
Mimi Bordeaux
Nov 18 · 1 min read






Here she is:-
Clawlike fingers or are they nails painted bird fell on my windowsill calling my name ‘Felicity, Felicity!’ I gelled up with some cookie dough between the thighs crunch curse not the CXurse cuntis kvnt open fingers entering oww ooh she nearly bit me neck bite tethered in braces she hovers over my lips ******* are they fangs? Kiss with golden tongue frolicking in the mouth so succulent her breath on my face lips of sweet papaya mango Mimi munchkin morning melt desirous delirous galavanting throw me over your shoulder WonderWoman! No she tells only the most serendipitous sensuous salts steaming from her brow hot legs shoot from the hip she has a gun it’s loaded pistol on your piston gunfire upload bullet for hire powderworks hut battle of the she grrls beautiful one last night I made love with Spiderwoman

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