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Burned Toast
When the toast has burned,
The milk has turned,
and Cap'n Crunch sails
Past waving farewell, farewell, farewell...
When the big one finds you,
Let this song remind you,
That they don't serve breakfast in hell!
-Rebecca Birch, 14, New Mexico
Upon Julia's Clothes
Whenas in silks my Julia goes,
Then, then, methinks, how sweetly flows
The liquefaction of her clothes!
Next, when I cast mine eyes and see
That the brave vibration each way free,
--O how glittering taketh me!
-Robert Herrick (1591-1674)
How do I deal?
How do I deal? My life is like a wreckless
rollercoaster waiting to crash and fall of it's tracks.
My thoughts have scattered elsewhere, I can hardly function in this world of hate.
Everyone is annoying me, my imagination has run wild, I can't keep to myself anymore.
Time is flying by without any regrets,
the days stream by without even looking back,
the nights are when I am at peace.
As I lay there in my bed thinkin of past memories that
I will remember always,
everything comes to a sudden halt,
my mind runs blank,
it get colder with a vengence,
time has run short of patience, I can't cope anymore.
How do I deal? I don't.
-Amand
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I see you look at me from over there,
then you walk right past me like you don't even care.
You turn back and smile, then I smile back at you.
I wish you liked me the way I like you, but you don't have a clue.
I just don't understand, I just don't think it's fair.
I could just walk right up to you and kiss you but I wouldn't dare.
-Amanda
My Way
Lost in deep thoughts, be back in five minutes, please go away so I can finish.
Clear my space and stay out of my face.
All this stuff is going in cirlces around my head,
the drugs I have experimented,
things I will do to get rid of this hell,
All these questions like, should I do this, or should I do that,
or should I go there,
it's screwing with my head,
I've heard it all before,
and I won't turn back,
it's time this girl made up her mind and own decisions,
I will do what I can while I can,
it had me so confused,
I'm tired of asking,
What's this girl to do.?
I think of times that I could handle it,
my mom has no clue what I am up to,
I hope she knows I love her,
I feel caught in the middle of good and bad,
should I do as told or have a little fun?
It's time to face up to these things up close,
But I know I'll find my way.
-Amanda
Suffer
Why do i always suffer?
I have spent a long time trying to figure this out,
I think about what I have thrown away,
I wish i could stop and press
rewind to go back and cover up all my limitless mistakes.
the things I said to you,
I have cried almost every night,
the answer has been blocked,
there's no light in sight,
It lyes behind the brick wall in my mind,
and I can't break it down.
I lay in my room rotting away
and thinking about the times when we were happy with eachother.
Why do I always suffer?
-Amanda

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