Submissions by Anna41_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Jun 2024 3:13pm
5th Jun 2024 3:13pm
Indians Had It Right So They Were Excused, That's How This Works
Even the statue that stands for freedom is chained.
You want to talk about irony?
You are free...IF you pay a toll fee to cross state borders.
If you pass on through? They send you a ticket with an amount of fine that has to be paid. You don't pay that ticket? Lol Well, you probably eventually stand before a judge and go to jail.
You are free, IF you pay Uncle Sam his share of your hard work every pay check.
Yes, you can own your own home, IF you pay personal property taxes once every year.
Or else they take your hard earned heritage and sell it on the...
You want to talk about irony?
You are free...IF you pay a toll fee to cross state borders.
If you pass on through? They send you a ticket with an amount of fine that has to be paid. You don't pay that ticket? Lol Well, you probably eventually stand before a judge and go to jail.
You are free, IF you pay Uncle Sam his share of your hard work every pay check.
Yes, you can own your own home, IF you pay personal property taxes once every year.
Or else they take your hard earned heritage and sell it on the...
#courage
#strength
36 reads
4 Comments
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Published
4th Jun 2024 8:20pm
4th Jun 2024 8:20pm
Native To My Heart
Every year there is one flower I admire and long to pick.
I wait, and when I see the buds start to form, I can't help but contain my emotion in anticipation.
On the day it blooms, I pick it from its stem, take a deep breath, face the West and blow.
I only face the West because it's usually evening time when I make my way to it, with the sun setting and the blue backdrop against white silken seeds floating on the breeze, this little flower paints one beautiful picture I've grown quite fond of.
However, I guess the wind must have blew them in the...
I wait, and when I see the buds start to form, I can't help but contain my emotion in anticipation.
On the day it blooms, I pick it from its stem, take a deep breath, face the West and blow.
I only face the West because it's usually evening time when I make my way to it, with the sun setting and the blue backdrop against white silken seeds floating on the breeze, this little flower paints one beautiful picture I've grown quite fond of.
However, I guess the wind must have blew them in the...
#emotions
#hope
#love
53 reads
6 Comments
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Published
4th Jun 2024 2:14pm
4th Jun 2024 2:14pm
How Does Your Garden Grow?
Ears listen as she cries in her garden.
If a flower can smell dew and bloom, surely now they would bloom with such splendor.
Baby blue Morning Glories climbing up green stalks.
She didn't plant those, yet somehow beautiful things still managed to grow.
As the Bells remind her to keep going, and at least for now, there's still hope in the garden.
If a flower can smell dew and bloom, surely now they would bloom with such splendor.
Baby blue Morning Glories climbing up green stalks.
She didn't plant those, yet somehow beautiful things still managed to grow.
As the Bells remind her to keep going, and at least for now, there's still hope in the garden.
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#love
#strength
46 reads
3 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Jun 2024 12:15pm
3rd Jun 2024 12:15pm
Extra-Special
I'm not into sci-fi
Aliens, cryptids...we have enough to contend with here on earth without the influence of some unknown race that will take years to understand, that's assuming they are even friendly.
We are already murdering each other here on earth, yeah let's introduce a potentially fatal race of extraterrestrials and hope for a better outcome. Lol
If not? What's your exit plan?
Mars?
News flash! This is Mars!
Just read yesterday that pieces of Mars flung to earth from volcanic disturbances on the red planet,...
Aliens, cryptids...we have enough to contend with here on earth without the influence of some unknown race that will take years to understand, that's assuming they are even friendly.
We are already murdering each other here on earth, yeah let's introduce a potentially fatal race of extraterrestrials and hope for a better outcome. Lol
If not? What's your exit plan?
Mars?
News flash! This is Mars!
Just read yesterday that pieces of Mars flung to earth from volcanic disturbances on the red planet,...
#aliens
#earth
#sun #universe
#sun #universe
59 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Jun 2024 11:34pm
2nd Jun 2024 11:34pm
Blue Bird
I search for ethereal stimulation, like a bird singing in the background, so that I know this moments real.
Im not dying...yet.
There you are, bright blue, sitting on your branch so high.
Reminding me I'm still alive, and there is still beauty in this world.
Why do you sing?
Don't you know it's raining hell in the hearts of men and women?
Teach me to sing like you little bird, for my heart is broken and my coloring grey.
Don't you know we've forgotten how to look up? I...
Im not dying...yet.
There you are, bright blue, sitting on your branch so high.
Reminding me I'm still alive, and there is still beauty in this world.
Why do you sing?
Don't you know it's raining hell in the hearts of men and women?
Teach me to sing like you little bird, for my heart is broken and my coloring grey.
Don't you know we've forgotten how to look up? I...
#love
72 reads
0 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Jun 2024 10:45pm
2nd Jun 2024 10:45pm
Stop Swearing Potty Mouth
On days like today ...I swear!
I'm gonna get through this!
If I fail at this life ...I swear!
I'm just not gonna let myself do that!
My biggest anger tool is...I swear!
Too much!
I'm gonna get through this!
If I fail at this life ...I swear!
I'm just not gonna let myself do that!
My biggest anger tool is...I swear!
Too much!
#frustration
57 reads
4 Comments
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Published
29th May 2024 6:55pm
29th May 2024 6:55pm
I'm Not Taking Any Chances
Had a dream I was stuck in the bell tower of the local courthouse, then today I got a job offer at the courthouse. 🤣 I declined...
#luck
#responsibility
46 reads
2 Comments
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Published
29th May 2024 3:27pm
29th May 2024 3:27pm
Someone Needs To Tell Her?
My mom has stage four ovarian cancer, which to this day she will not acknowledge.
How do you handle a situation where I really believe the cancer is effecting her brain function?
I mean my mom has always been by nature a gabber, gossip, tell the whole world kind of person. It made for a very rough childhood, I mean to have expectations put on you to be a certain way, dress a certain way, then when those expectations weren't met, the whole world would know your failures before you even got off the school bus. But after being diagnosed, then a colostomy bag after surgery, she...
How do you handle a situation where I really believe the cancer is effecting her brain function?
I mean my mom has always been by nature a gabber, gossip, tell the whole world kind of person. It made for a very rough childhood, I mean to have expectations put on you to be a certain way, dress a certain way, then when those expectations weren't met, the whole world would know your failures before you even got off the school bus. But after being diagnosed, then a colostomy bag after surgery, she...
#emotions
#hope
#kindness #love
#kindness #love
47 reads
4 Comments
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Published
25th May 2024 6:11pm
25th May 2024 6:11pm
Homesick
The smell of rain on a black top road, I used to hate.
For some reason now, I love it.
Growing up our house was musty, it gave me migraines as a child.
I watch my mother and my step dad both slump in their chairs asking for cabbage soup and I can't contain my emotions.
The same musty smell, the same house, I'm gonna miss when the cancer and the long covid steal them from me.
I hate death!
I hate change!
I just cannot contain my heart.
It's times like these I wish couldn't feel.
I wish I couldnt remember and hold dear a lot of things I...
For some reason now, I love it.
Growing up our house was musty, it gave me migraines as a child.
I watch my mother and my step dad both slump in their chairs asking for cabbage soup and I can't contain my emotions.
The same musty smell, the same house, I'm gonna miss when the cancer and the long covid steal them from me.
I hate death!
I hate change!
I just cannot contain my heart.
It's times like these I wish couldn't feel.
I wish I couldnt remember and hold dear a lot of things I...
#hope
#love
#strength
90 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
14th May 2024 6:34pm
14th May 2024 6:34pm
It's Really Not That Hard ( Just Eat The Dang Pudding)
Curving my appetite with roast and broccoli, picked a fine day to play Mrs. Julia!
Amish Bread Pudding, cinnamon and nutmeg dancing through the kitchen, plauging my nose and taste buds.
Just wanted to try my hand at baking one of their favorites.
It sucks that it actually turned out, didn't expect it to really 😂
Now I'm stuck in another conundrum.
Wish every struggle in life was this easy to decide.
Just eat the dang bread pudding!
Why put off until tomorrow what can be done today...right? Right!!!
Amish Bread Pudding, cinnamon and nutmeg dancing through the kitchen, plauging my nose and taste buds.
Just wanted to try my hand at baking one of their favorites.
It sucks that it actually turned out, didn't expect it to really 😂
Now I'm stuck in another conundrum.
Wish every struggle in life was this easy to decide.
Just eat the dang bread pudding!
Why put off until tomorrow what can be done today...right? Right!!!
#happiness
105 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
13th May 2024 8:48pm
13th May 2024 8:48pm
An Option Is Not An Option
Plant deeper, grow stronger.
#forgiveness
#strength
77 reads
6 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
12th May 2024 10:20am
12th May 2024 10:20am
True ALPHAbetical
In the beginning was the WORD.
What Word?
And the Word was GOD.
And the Word became flesh and dwealt among men.
The very first word ever to be, before languages lost track of their leader....GOD.
Before there was any other words spoken into existence, there was GOD, who inspired the rest to be written.
And he walked through the garden in the cool of the evening every day with Adam.
He loved his creations.
Correction...Loves
For he is Love.
He is the beginning and the ending of everything, the author and finisher of...
What Word?
And the Word was GOD.
And the Word became flesh and dwealt among men.
The very first word ever to be, before languages lost track of their leader....GOD.
Before there was any other words spoken into existence, there was GOD, who inspired the rest to be written.
And he walked through the garden in the cool of the evening every day with Adam.
He loved his creations.
Correction...Loves
For he is Love.
He is the beginning and the ending of everything, the author and finisher of...
#gratitude
#hope
#kindness
#love
#redemption
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