The Poem's
An abecedarian inspired by a prompt I was given in a poetry class and the power of deep inner thoughts.
The Poem’s
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Argument. For me it’s the emotion, the shared or not shared experiences.
Bring to me, Vienna, your insecurities, achievements, issues, and the
Colors you wear, for they are loud, silent, and
Definite. Why that color today and not tomorrow? How
Easily do these affect the outcome of your day, standing out or blending in?
Flood me with your passionate opinions on subjects but pause,
Giving me a chance to interpret or process what you’re expressing.
How can we have an argument, Vienna, let alone a conversation when one
Individual is doing all the talking yet none of the listening?
Just some food for thought; I know thinking is all you are anyway.
Knowledge and speculation are things you often coalesce,
Leaving me to figure out what is reality and what you’ve
Made up by connecting the thinnest pieces of red thread.
Narrow it down for me, because this thread is strangling any
Opinions or facts I know to be more truthful than yours.
Quiet down, please. You make it hard to think for myself.
Respect is not something you give me, but I give you.
Stop, Stop,
talking! thinking!
U and I share the same body and mind. Who put you in control,
Vienna? Vienna: the name I gave you, a place I’ve never seen.
When will you allow me to speak, to have one thought?
Xeric conditions aren't something you leave me with.
You’re the source of all my tears and the reason I have no
Zeal for any and everything.
About the Creator
Sabrina
Everything I want to say has been said before in some way,
but that will not and could not keep me silent.
So come read the things I have to say,
in a way that is all my own.
Feelings Never Die
It is Valentine's Day again, and it bought back memories that were over fifty years old. It bought me back to 1971, and I woke up and I knew my baby was due today. I was big and pregnant, and I felt like I was about to burst wide open. Imagine my surprise when the doctor told my I had a due date of February 14. I couldn't believe it, and since my baby was due today, I felt I could indulge myself a bit. I had gained a lot of weight, and chocolate was on the no-no list, but I had came to the end of this pregnancy, and I hoped it would be okay, after all I would deliver this baby today. So I walked across the street to the grocery story, and bought myself, a peppermint patty, covered in chocolate, my favorite. Me and my Valentine's baby would enjoy it together.
By Susan Paytona day ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
I really enjoyed reading that ❤️, and I hope you 'll read my stories and rate me on them because I care about your opinion🥰💝
Wow, so powerful!😍