A 'Normal' Grandmother-A Response To The City Of Beasts By Isabel Allende
I love to burn the tongues of children
with the flaming taste of Tabasco sauce.
Trust me when I say “I’m not a villain”,
though it’s hard to get that point across.... more »
A Price To Pay
My heart skips a beat when you're talking to me.
I can barely say a word, but when I do,
It sounds absurd.... more »
A Tale Of Two Friends
Would you believe
this little tale I’ll tell
About two friends
Who tripped over and fell... more »
A World Without You
A world without you,
Is a world without light,
A world without hope,
A world without sight.... more »
Thinking about the times we had,
Under the Sakura tree;
Listening to the wind blow,
Next to the clear blue stream.... more »
Climbing Fear-A Response To The City Of Beasts By Isabel Allende
I saw the mirrors with silver water,
and immediately, I thought:
I couldn’t do it. I can’t climb it.
There must be another way up.... more »
Deep Black Eyes
I’m sorry I can’t say it above a whisper.
I start to feel faint as the world starts to shiver.... more »
Don'T Wear Makeup At My Funeral
My life may end,
but, this message, my friend,
is one I hope you listen to.... more »
Friday The 13th
My heart’s beating hard
about to burst
I’m dizzy from
thinking about the worst... more »
Guitar In The Dark
... more »
I feel like writing a poem now..
Especially after our little fight,
Listen to your brain-
Listen to your heart-... more »
I Don’t Know
I don't know what I could say to make you feel better....
“Sorry” has been used too many times before...
All I want is for us to be forever...
But love, if this goes on, how could we anymore?... more »
I Need To Write A Poem
I need to write a poem
But what could I say?
Should I write about school or love?
Or how the sunset looks in May?... more »
If I Told You
If I told you how I felt,
would you run away
would you laugh with your friends
would you act this way... more »
I’m sorry for every tear ever shed,
I’m sorry for every second of sleep lost,
I’m sorry for every thought of you in my head,
I’m sorry for every cent I've cost,... more »
Inversions, these are.
Go far, I won't.
To talk like Yoda, I try.
Like it, I don't.... more »
I don’t care what you call me
Cuz I know they’re just lies
I’m not a nerd, I’m just smart
I’m not weird, I’m just nice... more »
Milk White, Blood-Red
Gently as wind blows
Sways the beauty of the Milk White rose
Day and night that rose stays
Its beauty drawing people closer... more »
I’m not that type of girl,
Even if it looks that way.
I understand what you saw.
I’m not sure what to say.... more »
I feel as though a very important part of me has gone...
But an empty shell lies where I once lay...... more »
and listen well
to the story
I yearn to tell... more »
This...I'll regret it soon.... more »
My name is the roses to my basket,
the white, puffy clouds to my sky.
It is the firm oak standing,
and the peaceful waves rolling by.... more »
Never Reject A Pauper
There once was a pauper who lived in a garret.
She made many tapestries; was friends with a ferret.
Although she lacked the privations of life,
She longed incessantly to become a wife.... more »
But all-knowing... more »