Submissions by LillyValleyPoems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just because I write poetry doesn’t mean I’m a poet. I’m a poet because I believe I’m a poet. Say it louder for the people in the back!
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd May 2022 1:53am
22nd May 2022 1:53am
Teenage Boys Make Me Sad
I hate this title
It is not the vibe
Sitting here…
Listening to my boys play
Minus the teenage one
He’s off meandering
In his own head space
Ear buds or headphones full on
Hides in his room
Does everything I ask
But I wish he’d do anything else
Other than being so exact
Call me from his hidey room
Ask me life questions
Need me more and more as he gets older
Follow me (you know?)
Like he used to when he was two
like my teenage daughter does
He does his own thing
I guess...
It is not the vibe
Sitting here…
Listening to my boys play
Minus the teenage one
He’s off meandering
In his own head space
Ear buds or headphones full on
Hides in his room
Does everything I ask
But I wish he’d do anything else
Other than being so exact
Call me from his hidey room
Ask me life questions
Need me more and more as he gets older
Follow me (you know?)
Like he used to when he was two
like my teenage daughter does
He does his own thing
I guess...
#mother
#children
#motherhood
#childhood
#family
250 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2022 5:58am
21st May 2022 5:58am
I Don’t Even Know What It Is
I used to be a little more popular here
I used to be soooo confused
I think that’s over now
I guess my poems were better then
When my voice
Wasn’t really ever heard
I really have to start writing more
Man!
This is all so wrong.
I used to be soooo confused
I think that’s over now
I guess my poems were better then
When my voice
Wasn’t really ever heard
I really have to start writing more
Man!
This is all so wrong.
#ghosts
267 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2022 5:52am
21st May 2022 5:52am
I Wanna Love You
I get locked up in my own world
I used to write it down more
But now I bump to country music
It’s so calming…
Between each crochet stitch,
On top of spurts
of washing, those fucking dishes
And laundry
I’ll be throwing away
Thoughts of you
Oh wait, that’s me?
I used to write it down more
But now I bump to country music
It’s so calming…
Between each crochet stitch,
On top of spurts
of washing, those fucking dishes
And laundry
I’ll be throwing away
Thoughts of you
Oh wait, that’s me?
#mother
#parent
#family #responsibility
#family #responsibility
225 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Jan 2022 5:10am
24th Jan 2022 5:10am
A Poem About A Girl
I once wrote a poem about girl
I didn’t know her yet
But I knew she’d be with me
I just gotta wait for our time
Cheyenne…..
Almost died
During child birth
Yeah, no one talks about that
So unfair
Even the doctor said
‘’no more kids”
Well…
Fuck you!
This is a story about my baby girl
born early
Late on everything
She’s got a mind of her own
Yet they’re constantly testing her
It’s okay though
Hope is something
She’s alive.
I didn’t know her yet
But I knew she’d be with me
I just gotta wait for our time
Cheyenne…..
Almost died
During child birth
Yeah, no one talks about that
So unfair
Even the doctor said
‘’no more kids”
Well…
Fuck you!
This is a story about my baby girl
born early
Late on everything
She’s got a mind of her own
Yet they’re constantly testing her
It’s okay though
Hope is something
She’s alive.
#mother
#memories
#daughter
351 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Jan 2022 5:08am
24th Jan 2022 5:08am
Cheyenne
Hope sees me,
sees us, traveling around,
holding on to the tippy top of our toes
The less you hear the more you’ll imagine,
the more you’ll remember the most
Hope coming into you
Hope hanging along even though
You’re not coherent of her song
Hope is whatever I want you to be
So surrender
My mind
It’s strange, but I’ll smile anyways.
sees us, traveling around,
holding on to the tippy top of our toes
The less you hear the more you’ll imagine,
the more you’ll remember the most
Hope coming into you
Hope hanging along even though
You’re not coherent of her song
Hope is whatever I want you to be
So surrender
My mind
It’s strange, but I’ll smile anyways.
#birth
#motherhood
#LifeCycle #pregnancy
#LifeCycle #pregnancy
271 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2022 6:33am
23rd Jan 2022 6:33am
Outside Looking In
Each time I try to write
That baby calls
It’s a family thing
Whether it be to cook or clean
I’m going to have to hold
This annoyingly tiny person
I’m not in control
I have no will
This girl—a tiny pit bull
Barrels through my god damn bedroom door
I have asthma and allergies
It’s a rule! These things are not allowed in here
Well?
Que country western TV
Hippity hoppity piano music now
My point?
I forgot
Day in the life of a mother.
That baby calls
It’s a family thing
Whether it be to cook or clean
I’m going to have to hold
This annoyingly tiny person
I’m not in control
I have no will
This girl—a tiny pit bull
Barrels through my god damn bedroom door
I have asthma and allergies
It’s a rule! These things are not allowed in here
Well?
Que country western TV
Hippity hoppity piano music now
My point?
I forgot
Day in the life of a mother.
#family
224 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jan 2022 5:35am
20th Jan 2022 5:35am
TANGERINE DREAMS
I remember that day
Jumping around
Mother may I?
The creative steps we take
The autumn of my life
Outside it's like love letters;
Bearing souls
The scent of Cellos
weighty and wafting a
Certain calm made
Only for my nose
No, I'm not playing
Yes, I'm out of my mind
Heart's prowling
Stealthily roving like my
teenage Orange tabby cat
In search of his today's prey;
A single stirring bright golden lonewild fallenly leaf ...
Jumping around
Mother may I?
The creative steps we take
The autumn of my life
Outside it's like love letters;
Bearing souls
The scent of Cellos
weighty and wafting a
Certain calm made
Only for my nose
No, I'm not playing
Yes, I'm out of my mind
Heart's prowling
Stealthily roving like my
teenage Orange tabby cat
In search of his today's prey;
A single stirring bright golden lonewild fallenly leaf ...
#flowers
315 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jan 2022 5:04am
20th Jan 2022 5:04am
CHERRY AIN’T THE FLAVOR
Hiding in the bathroom
Let me brush my hair
Give me one sec.
I’m focused on the sink
Please baby don’t wake
Your scream drives me crazy
I wish I could take it easy
All these voices in my head
Gotta make a choice
I have no clue what I’m doing
There’s no such thing
For us girls now
Even the internet or
The conversion can help us
Boys, boys, boys, men
Take care of them
It’s not a flavor
Why are only men commenting on
My poems now?
Let me brush my hair
Give me one sec.
I’m focused on the sink
Please baby don’t wake
Your scream drives me crazy
I wish I could take it easy
All these voices in my head
Gotta make a choice
I have no clue what I’m doing
There’s no such thing
For us girls now
Even the internet or
The conversion can help us
Boys, boys, boys, men
Take care of them
It’s not a flavor
Why are only men commenting on
My poems now?
#women
#feminism
325 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2022 6:14am
18th Jan 2022 6:14am
FRESH VIEW
Four years since I’ve
Written things down
Took a break
Thinking is so staticky lately
I used to be able to write in my sleep
Or in a daze, or in haste
Now the words don’t even come
I guess I’ve lost my conditioning
I really need a training sesh
A fresh view for all of you
Some time to really think
About my story
I’ve changed
Bet it’ll be worth it
I refuse to post my old poems
I’ve been here before
Starting over
It’s not fair
Follow me grow
I’m going to relearn
This ain’t...
Written things down
Took a break
Thinking is so staticky lately
I used to be able to write in my sleep
Or in a daze, or in haste
Now the words don’t even come
I guess I’ve lost my conditioning
I really need a training sesh
A fresh view for all of you
Some time to really think
About my story
I’ve changed
Bet it’ll be worth it
I refuse to post my old poems
I’ve been here before
Starting over
It’s not fair
Follow me grow
I’m going to relearn
This ain’t...
#strength
#inspirational
#emotions
450 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2022 6:00am
16th Jan 2022 6:00am
WE’RE GOING TO LIVE
Have you ever just sat still
And Completely witnessed time?
Raising this glass of wine
Trying hard to write a line
It’s been so so so long
Staring at my stupid phone screen
Hands full on twitchy
Toes spinning—they know
Anxiety can’t be
Exhausting tiny toes
Woahing away.
And Completely witnessed time?
Raising this glass of wine
Trying hard to write a line
It’s been so so so long
Staring at my stupid phone screen
Hands full on twitchy
Toes spinning—they know
Anxiety can’t be
Exhausting tiny toes
Woahing away.
#SelfDiscovery
323 reads
7 Comments
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