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Out

Out the house

Out at sea

Out and up the mountain 

Anywhere but here

Where’s Mr. Darcy

He’s in books

On pages and my thoughts

He’s smart and annoying 

Arrogant yet humble

Human enough and yet, still a dream

Where for art thou?

In this square room I suddenly hear

Waves crashing that seems too far away

Light years they are! Light years!
I see the beach, I feel the sand beneath my feet

My mind wanders

While my body remains in this seat.
The mountains call, their cold springs wait

While I am nowhere near them

Alas! This awful fate!
I’d like to leave now

Leave and be free

Monday Had To Come

It’s not it’s fault

It had to come

Otherwise everything would end

Then, there

So it had to start

Unfortunately 

Late

I woke up late

Which I like and never hate

No alarms and not in a hurry

Taking things slow, I don’t have to scurry

My lazy day

Doing it the lazy way

I wish I could wake late everyday

If only it was always Sunday

This World

I love the rain and the sun

I love the moon and stars even when they’ve gone

I love the butterflies that have become scarce 

And the dragonflies that have disappeared

I am in space

I constantly look up to the sky

Some may think I’m lonely

I think I’m strong enough to stand on my own

I’m great and that’s the truth

I’m fine, I’m grand

I am in space because I love to contemplate 

But Why?

But why would I want anyone else

When there is only him?

Why would I look elsewhere

When I only have him in my dreams?

But why would I cry?

Or be shy?

When I truly loved only him

The Hallways and Him

The past remains in the past

You can visit but shouldn’t stay

Suddenly I just remember him

His smile and the way he walks

I used to roam the hallways in the hopes of seeing him

Though I don’t have that feeling anymore

His memory makes me smile still

Labeled

The silent type,

The rock n roller,

Its like some sort of hype
The simple single,

The stellar star,

They label you like a catchy jingle
He’s quite dashing,

She’s a head turner,

Someone’s romantic while the others charming
They put labels as if we’re some food product

But sometimes you can’t help

And label yourself too

Words from a Little Person

Poets bleed from the heart and soul

singlesincebirthblog

The single speaks her mind

GOD'S POETIC CHILD!!!

Dear Reader, I am here to give you a little taste of poetry with some water on the side. When you come on my blog that's all that you will taste is Poetry. Not the type of poetry where it doesn't have a meaning. The type of poetry where you will be inspired, uplifted and you will have a different mindset once you leave this site. You might even come to get a taste of this poetry again. Don't be afraid to let your kids read this blog. My poetry is for and to help the youth. Bring them along with you. You both are scrolling down your phone or on the computer anyway. Let's have fun and get a taste of some poetry. I promise this type of poetry tastes delicious. Grab a plate and a fork and I'll feed you. ENJOY!!!!

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Poetry, story and real life.

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