This is a poem telling my now ex-friend that he should leave me alone and stay away from me because of his immaturaty and ignorrance. If you have a frined who doesn't know when enough is enough (or has at least comprehended the moral of The Cat in The Hat by Dr. Seuss), unfriend him/her and never talk to them or make eye contact again. Or at least until they've learned to grow up. If they persist on wanting to be your friend again before they mature, put a restraining order on them or call the police for involuntary harassment. That's what I would do, but it's really your call.
A few days later and it is unthinkable. Pray for Boston
From the BTRIOLOGY Collection
Someday- somehow.
Another lost poem floating out there
Reconstructive surgery of my poetry- lost but some found
What a journey- huh?
Minute and powerful- the erosion of dreams and hope.
Gate A-11.. waiting in cleveland.
Lost and found pieced together the lost BTriology files... or a shell of them
Poem for National Poetry Month
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This sounds like a Taylor Swift lyric!
Last night I made bangers wrapped in tattie scones. The scones are ancient to Scotland. my grandmother taught us how they were done- great memories.
Another one of those stories songs - from the news
This is a poem about how women should identify themselves as.
my motivation to speak out and stand up for those who cant and let my writting justify my voice when i speak my words.
and in the dark there burns a brilliant light
the truth will set you free
the doubt of truest meaning
most common formality
emotional overwhelment
fluid transfer of emotion
This is a poem written about someone having suicidal thoughts and those around them desperatly trying to help them see that they are worth so much more. Hope you all like.
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