Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Picture that Poem

A friend of mine put my poems on a couple pictures she took, and I thought they looked really cool and were worth sharing.

(Helpful hint: Click on the title of the poem to read the poem, click on the picture to see the full size picture ;)

Look for her pictures at http://PictureThatMelody.blogspot.com/


Monday, May 30, 2011


I stare into the mirror almost 24/7,
Examining my face, my eyes, my hair,
I wasn’t self-conscious til the year I turned eleven,
Now when I see myself I think “it isn’t fair”.
“I’m not as pretty as the other girls”,
“I’m not skinny enough”,
No matter how perfectly my hair curls,
I’ve still got it rough,
My nose is too big, my eyes are too small,
My face is blotchy and I’ve got zits on my hairline,
I wish I had a wig, I wish I wasn’t tall,
When I ask how I look, everyone says “fine”.
But I don’t want fine, I don’t want plain,
I want to shine, not hide in shame.
I wish my eyes weren't muddy brown,
I wish they'd make people think how brightly they gleam,
I wish that when I look in the mirror I wouldn't frown,
I wish that none of me was really as it seems.
Am I being selfish? Shallow? …naive?
How sad it makes me you couldn't believe.
Who am I? Why am I here? I'm not pretty, I'm not cute,
I am sure as anything not gorgeous, these compliments are mute.
Maybe in time...I'll learn to cope,
Maybe in time...that's what I hope.


Sunday, May 29, 2011

Simple Things

"Be grateful for the simple things",
That’s what they always say,
But until a couple days ago,
I didn’t really appreciate.
What things I have this day and age,
How little I have to deal with,
But something has changed inside me,
I know now that life is a gift.
The thought of the work those pioneers did,
Makes me want to cry,
The thought of those who died for freedom,
Always makes me sigh.
A two week old who died of cold,
No shelter or enclosure,
An 11 year old boy protecting his brother,
Died of over exposure.
Imagine all the struggles they had,
Imagine what they did,
How they crossed the plains with pride,
They survived because they didn’t quit.
I’m grateful for all the little things,
And the Pioneers won’t die in vain,
They accomplished what God asked of them,
And their memory will always remain.


Friday, May 13, 2011

Perfect Fit

You’re scared, and you know it,
You’re acting a fool, and you show it,
You’re heart has been snatched up,
And now’s not the time to give up.
You’ve got to go for the win,
You’ve got a chance, however slim.
Being apart isn’t good for your health,
Do what others didn’t, believe in yourself,
You and him are perfect together,
You can talk about anything, including the weather.
Sometimes fighting is hard, but it only makes you stronger,
However much you fight, you know you’ll hold longer.
Be the example for those who lose hope,
Don’t give up, even if you’re on a downward slope,
I want to cry because you guys are losing,
Please don’t give up, look at the path you’re choosing,
You know you can do it, and so do I,
You can make this work, or better, you can make it FLY.


Monday, May 2, 2011

We Broke Up

You WHAT?!
You idiot, you blockhead, you pile of trash,
You carcass face, you nasal face, I’ll burn you in a flash,
Go thou and fill another room in hell,
Go bang your head inside a bell!
Point your feet where thou and mine shall henceforth never meet!
I hope you go into a crowded room and can’t find a seat!
I’ll boil you in oil, castor oil! Savory brew, boyface stew!
You dull worm, you slime face, you thin faced knave!
From her hands her heart she willingly gave!
You abomination to mankind, you odd ball, you creep!
Watch out, I’ll cut your throat when you sleep!
Die horrid monster! Die crooked fool!
You dishonorable boy, you freak, that was uncool!
What’s that you say? It was a joke?
You weirdy, *poke*