(2014)
I am unique In so many ways But while variety excites What we look for Is our common thread
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Long and slender Her every movement Deliberate and graceful Composed as She listens quietly
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
Are you ever tired Of just being you? Did you ever Want to be Someone new?
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
To be a true artist Must they be recluses Crazy mad or sick Or even better dead Show me a healthy artist
You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
I spend all my time Fighting with you In my head If we fought At least it would be
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Itus and Itis Crashed my party I didn’t invite them! I whisper to my sister They make my skin crawl