Embryo
Into this void Off liquid one so small From tiny dot One thus grow Two limbs Four limbs now grow One choirs emotion Motions the head one floats one drwells in the void of liquid life ones tail does follow as one swims about sound from outsi
Every choice you make your destiny frfr
Worst day of my life pretty much my thoughts that day I told my bro I would be there for him always and I have up until few months ago clothed and fed him after I got outta foster care I took him in got custody of him. We just need to think our choices through sometimes something’s there to be there and you miss it I was a kid I just thought my grandma left our house or something and I wanted to smoke.. if I never smoked maybe I would not have saw what I did my bro too it he doesn’t remember luckily. If I get enough likes I may write one about my time as a state ward of Michigan nightmare that truly didn’t end till I was 31 you would think it would have ended at 17 but nope state only gave me 2 pieces of identification I needed 3 and one of ‘em they would not accept so I had no way to prove who I was I contacted state they said they gave me everything they had so I was just stuck no way prove who I was till I got pulled over in my car I bought then they give me one to suspend it ha I then made the choice to drive more and more and gave up trying to prove I am me to sec of state f*ck Michigan man I went through hell because of law changes on terrorism and lazy workers in and outta jail dwls fines repos made me feel like a criminal so I became one for awhile sold dope weed acid pills lied stole I was a bad dude all because the state didn’t give ‘em enough ids joke man luckily I had cash paid for apartment for 6 mo no identification needed Benjamin Franklin vouched for me ??
Nell
this is for my grandmother,my strength
Beginning
Waking in a world that is so diminutive I can see the back of my skull and in this I know how vast it is So I fly for a while Like an angel with a broken wing Not knowing if I am going to hit the earth or not But where have I gone Nowhere!
90's Songs
I do karaoke every Thursday night unless there is a Packers game, Thanksgiving, or bad weather. The DJ said he was having a 90's costume party with 100 dollars for best dressed of a famous person from that decade. I picked out my favorite song from each year. Needless to say it has been thin pickings since the 2000's have come about.
Wishing and Hoping
When we are born, we don't have a choice. Our parents will love us, we listen to the voice. As we grow older, we then start to wish, toys,nice food,nice home and love. We go to school, at first,it's not nice. If the building is old, we mi
Emily
To my darling grand daughter EMILY
opera # 1
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opera # 2
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One Life, One Love
I wrote this poem for my little boy who is growing up so fast.
mean grandpa story
I was skipping stones in the Clackamas River and grandpa told me this story. Once there was a stone. She lived just about where you are standing. She lived here for millions of years and witnessed many interesting things. then one day a b
THE GETAWAY BY TREVOR HILL (DECEASED SON) 2008
MY SON HAYDEN TREVOR HILL WROTE IT IN THE 8TH. GRADE. IT WON THE GWENDOLYN BROOKS POETRY CONTEST. TREVOR DECEASED MARCH 16 2008. HE IS DOING GODS WORK NOW. HE WAS A GREAT POET. THIS POEM IS IN GOLDEN MAGAZINE. HE WAS 29 YEARS OLD. I LOVE YOU SON 'DAD'
Witch Night
Halloween's coming soon:) cheers all.
mythical lore
captive childhood imagination the sight of a centaur an thought of pegasis where'd they exist, a faun a troll winged dragon in flight, page by page it's child's mind delight, in awe of the unicorn up on hind's flowing mane, folklore an legend's cent
Bubbles
blowing bubbles......
Daddy Don't Cry
Daddy don't cry.... I'm no feen... Just like to get high... I know I put you through alot.... Please dont give up on me pop... i've never forgot.... Who was there when my mom was not... 10 years old on the block... my daddy taught me how to f
Weeping Willow
Weeping Willow oh how you spray. So gallant laying astray. Branches of steel yearning so high. Weeping Willow oh so strong, Why do you cry?
Watching Nora Grow
We sit together on the bench, watching Nora play "Look! Look at me!" she cries Her little red head bounces and darts to and 'fro She picks up a leaf, a stone, a dandelion, Rushes up to us now and again, revealing her treasures Small in stature,
Bittersweet
I count each precious baby kiss And store them deep inside For future reference When kisses may not come so easily From growing lips. I see you standing there, Small, yet tall and proud In new school clothes And my heart catches in my throat.
5 TO LIFE
Breaking the silence for all abused.
My Dear Son
My dear son, My life, my love, my sun! I cried with joy The day when you was born I work alot For you to have your wants I don't sleep When you are getting sick I don't blame you When you'r being weak I bring you food Protect you f
MY POEM ABOUT AN EGG
ITS BOUT AN EGG ITS A TRUE STORY
mommy
mommy i needed you but you were never there. i cryed but you just didnt care i was a child to young to understand, all of your lies I now know. I know who you really are. you make me sad with all the pain that you have brought me.
Childhood Memories
Some childhood memories. Don't try any of this at home.
BABIE'S BLUES
ABOUT MY BOY AND HIS PAIN.
Mommy are you okay
I took myself back to when I was a child, and my mom wasn't there and i just didn't understand why, today I know, just a little to late, because i already felt those feelings
I am your Love always
I am your Love always I am your child who plays your hand holding my hand Playing with me in the sand Helping me learn and grow Like the seed you sow you are my everything you are my one thing I love to listen to your song Not a tune or word
A child's smile
Just a quick thought into a few words......please comment
Young Thoughts & Feelings
This is my first poem ever.
Keep it simple
Silver stars shine . The moon has blossmed Magical Wisdom Nights air is still gives light and clairity Peaceful warrior Fairy queen passoniate dreamer Born to awaken inner child has spoken Will live to give and fight to live Feelings of
Always Smiling
Thought I'd try to write something different and happy.
A Childs Wish
childhood flashback (no offense)
Faith and Gratitude
When I was little My Grandpa wrestled bears Every Sunday Out in the woods Behind the small house He built for us At least That's what he told me And I believed him For many years Even after I had figured him out
Blind (a poem for my dad)
This is the first poem I have ever written. I wrote it to my dad when I was 12 after my parents had gotten divorced
Homeless?
My parents got divorced and it ripped our home apart.
The Last Breath Of Innocence
There is for some a particular moment where a tragic or brutal event marks the time where ones innocence is lost - once lost, it is lost forever. For others it is slowly and unknowingly lost over time and perhaps would never seem or known to be lost.
GROWING UP
Only a mother would know, what it is like to bring up children...
DEAR LORD!!!
THE PROPHET ELIJAH HAD A SPECIAL RELATIONSHIP WITH GOD...HE HAD THE ANOINTING OF GOD...
'The screaming' thoughts of my childhood
Slightly less darker ,but indicates where my dark poetry is fueled from,this si a glimpse of my childhood mind.
Why
This work is about the questions that i have asked myself over the many years.
Breaking the Cycle
The relationship I had with my dad.
Otterman
Perhaps the odderman floats on his back a world above and below in the middle he rows taking life as he goes air and sea, breath air and see the odder man is me equilibrium is where I lie sinking when I dive for food is what we strive only