This poem, written on November 18, 1996, is a companion piece to the recently posted poem, Self-Hate. Self-Love Today's the day I'll be all I can be Today's the day I'll stand up for me No more falling in the shadow trap I'll reach the top And achieve my goals I will never stop Working… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Eight
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Blood, sweat and poetry
I was up last night at 2 a.m. writing poetry. The words don't always come to me, but when they do, I have to write them down. I woke up around 8 a.m. and looked at what I wrote. It's a good thing I captured the words last night because I don't even remember having… Continue reading Blood, sweat and poetry
A Poem – Week Forty-Seven
I spent a lot of time in 1996 writing about imaginary relationships. Here's another one and I won't promise you there will not be more. If I could time travel... I would hug my mother and tell her how much I love her and buy a bunch of clothes and discontinued snacks because priorities... Question:… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Seven
A Poem – Week Forty-Six
This poem, written on October 11, 1996, is a humdinger. It basically took all my teenage angst and insecurity and put it into poetry form. Self-Hate Looking in the mirror To see what there is to see Staring but seeing nothing special Seeing nothing but me Looking for my special part But seeing nothing But… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Six
A Poem – Week Forty-Four
This poem written October 11, 1996 imagines a personified rainbow. Rainbow Appearing only after rain There you are To help ease the pain When troubles are over You mix with sunshine If there's a solution I'm sure you'll find Bringing out the lovely In everything Here you come With your familiar ring But I haven't… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Four
A Poem – Week Forty-Three
This poem, written on July 25, 1996, is about the inevitability of change. Everything Changes Grey skies turn blue And all of a sudden Love is no longer true Best friends are strangers And where things were safe There is now danger People tend to grow apart Sunshine comes through Mending a broken heart The… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Three
A Poem – Week Forty-Two
This poem, written on August 2, 1996, is about that imaginary person again. I'm not sure why he got so much space in my notebook. New Love Thinking about you Each and every day Wondering can I get with you Is there any way? Love is love And love is you Shining like the sun… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-Two
Free poetry e-book in exchange for an honest review
Hello all readers and bloggers. I still need a few volunteers. It only takes about a half hour to read my book. My book has been purchased, but no one has left a review on it yet. I would like to offer a free e-book to anyone willing to offer an honest review on it.… Continue reading Free poetry e-book in exchange for an honest review
A Poem – Week Forty-One
This poem is about the belief I had that nothing good could last. I don't know if I still feel this way. That seems so bleak and I am more hopeful than that. This poem was written on August 4, 1997. Nothing Gold Can Stay Nothing gold can stay Even the brightest things Eventually fade… Continue reading A Poem – Week Forty-One
