Submissions by Cyn80
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Expressing myself in words is one of my most valuable skills.
I'm winning the race
Deep breath, deep breath
Steady my thoughts
Slow down my pace
One step at a time
I'm winning the race
Deep breath, deep breath
Reminding myself:
No challenge too hard
No problem unsolved
No pressure too heavy
Or burden evolved
Deep breath, deep breath
Trusting myself:
My powerful will
Inate intuition
Intelligent reason
Resilient ambition
Deep breath, deep breath
Strategic in stride
When going gets tough;
There's strength in my pride...
Steady my thoughts
Slow down my pace
One step at a time
I'm winning the race
Deep breath, deep breath
Reminding myself:
No challenge too hard
No problem unsolved
No pressure too heavy
Or burden evolved
Deep breath, deep breath
Trusting myself:
My powerful will
Inate intuition
Intelligent reason
Resilient ambition
Deep breath, deep breath
Strategic in stride
When going gets tough;
There's strength in my pride...
639 reads
2 Comments
Beauty is only skin deep
Beauty is only skin deep
But ugly runs straight to the bone
I remember the day
My grandmother said
The words that made me a lady
Beauty is only skin deep
Hair will turn gray
Skin will go dull
Youth fades away
What's left when you're old?
People can see who you are
Your actions speak louder than words
And they may see beauty afar
But come 40, that goes to the birds!
Ugly runs straight to the bone
Your beauty stays fair
If you start with your heart
And primp it...
But ugly runs straight to the bone
I remember the day
My grandmother said
The words that made me a lady
Beauty is only skin deep
Hair will turn gray
Skin will go dull
Youth fades away
What's left when you're old?
People can see who you are
Your actions speak louder than words
And they may see beauty afar
But come 40, that goes to the birds!
Ugly runs straight to the bone
Your beauty stays fair
If you start with your heart
And primp it...
695 reads
5 Comments
Hold me while I wait
Strong hands
Bright eyes
Silent words
Bold embrace
Wisdom of tomorrow's foes
And yesterday's mistakes
Holding on to what is left
But moving on to what awaits
The knowledge of myself transpires
I trust my plans to make
Hold me while I wait.
Bright eyes
Silent words
Bold embrace
Wisdom of tomorrow's foes
And yesterday's mistakes
Holding on to what is left
But moving on to what awaits
The knowledge of myself transpires
I trust my plans to make
Hold me while I wait.
658 reads
1 Comment
Ruled by the sun
I have wondering eyes
Looking for new horizons
Bright and open skies
I have a sailing mind
Open to follow the wind
To search for what it can find
I have busy thoughts
Quick to jump around
Chasing adventurous plots
I have anxious feet
Ready to trod the ground
To see what new faces I meet
I have fidgety hands
Rarely ever still
Busy and making new plans
I have a heavy heart
Pulled by my intuition
Fearful of falling apart
I am always unknown
Scripting the cards that I'm handed
A master...
Looking for new horizons
Bright and open skies
I have a sailing mind
Open to follow the wind
To search for what it can find
I have busy thoughts
Quick to jump around
Chasing adventurous plots
I have anxious feet
Ready to trod the ground
To see what new faces I meet
I have fidgety hands
Rarely ever still
Busy and making new plans
I have a heavy heart
Pulled by my intuition
Fearful of falling apart
I am always unknown
Scripting the cards that I'm handed
A master...
717 reads
2 Comments
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