Only Today. A Poem.
So, wolfrider89 and I have challenged each other to post a piece of our own poetry for National Poetry Month. I have been dragging my heels about it because I was unsure what to post. I don't mind sharing some of my darker stuff, but I am wholly embarrassed by the angry poems directed at boys and the sappy love stuff. Finally, wolfrider89 convinced me to try posting one of the first poems I ever wrote. That or the 'blowjob' poem - she said she'd be happy with either.
So here is one of the earliest poems I can remember writing - though now that I think of it, I must have a few things I wrote when I was like seven or so. I am sure I must have written some in my Mickey Mouse diary. It is where I wrote my first fanfic after all, in my Mickey Mouse diary. I was 12 or 13 when I wrote this piece - so twenty years ago. Enjoy!
Only Today
As I look into the water
the face I see startles me.
That nasty old woman staring back at me.
No tears shall fall on the soft desert floor.
I live a life of wretched,
cursed for...
No, just weary like I never am.
He said,
"I am not old though my hairs are grey.
Soft as a child I sing of today.
You were so young, running wild and free,
the only way you knew how to be.
I knew like me you'd never grow old,
nature's one and you are so bold.
I thought you'd never feel that grass
beneath your torn feet,
or feel the winds on your deaf ears.
Although I know if you wish to hear
your wavy lines would reappear.
To block out the cold and dark,
you can not hear nor sing a song.
No feelings abreast your heart."
He stopped.
I fell.
I was once nature's child.
Now I am grey,
but only today.
Tomorrow I hear, I sing, and I run.
Today just let alone.
Tomorrow I will be nature's one
and be bold.
He said "No grey?"
I said "No grey."
The End
I can't believe how nervous I am to post this. I don't get nervous about posting fanfic anymore, I don't know why this makes me nervous. Anyways, wolfrider89 - it's your turn now!
So here is one of the earliest poems I can remember writing - though now that I think of it, I must have a few things I wrote when I was like seven or so. I am sure I must have written some in my Mickey Mouse diary. It is where I wrote my first fanfic after all, in my Mickey Mouse diary. I was 12 or 13 when I wrote this piece - so twenty years ago. Enjoy!
Only Today
As I look into the water
the face I see startles me.
That nasty old woman staring back at me.
No tears shall fall on the soft desert floor.
I live a life of wretched,
cursed for...
No, just weary like I never am.
He said,
"I am not old though my hairs are grey.
Soft as a child I sing of today.
You were so young, running wild and free,
the only way you knew how to be.
I knew like me you'd never grow old,
nature's one and you are so bold.
I thought you'd never feel that grass
beneath your torn feet,
or feel the winds on your deaf ears.
Although I know if you wish to hear
your wavy lines would reappear.
To block out the cold and dark,
you can not hear nor sing a song.
No feelings abreast your heart."
He stopped.
I fell.
I was once nature's child.
Now I am grey,
but only today.
Tomorrow I hear, I sing, and I run.
Today just let alone.
Tomorrow I will be nature's one
and be bold.
He said "No grey?"
I said "No grey."
The End
I can't believe how nervous I am to post this. I don't get nervous about posting fanfic anymore, I don't know why this makes me nervous. Anyways, wolfrider89 - it's your turn now!