Submissions by QuinnARichardson
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi I'm Quinn and I've been a poet all my life and I hope that as you read my works that they will stimulate you in a way that nothing has before. Happy reading!
Me
I am a red girl, Ajay
Are you flirting, sir?
I am me, good, kind and true!
Are you flirting, sir?
I am me, good, kind and true!
#funny
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Oh Yeah!
Dancing at the ball, oh yeah!
Blue Girl, she's so fine
She can dance and she can fly.
Blue Girl, she's so fine
She can dance and she can fly.
#dance
#funny
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Dancing
A blue sand girl? How absurd
Can she dance well, sir?
Let us clap to the music!
Can she dance well, sir?
Let us clap to the music!
#dance
#love
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Lucky Streak
If the champagne was being enjoyed
Meaning the best horse had undoubtedly
won
The track was being cleared
Or maybe another race had begun?
Pictures were being taken
Money was being handed out
For all the winning bets
To the people watching the race no doubt.
Let's stop to think for a second
How many races our horse had won before
Should we enter him in another race
Or possibly put him out to the pasture?
This horse may be on a lucky streak
Or we could lose if he fell and...
Meaning the best horse had undoubtedly
won
The track was being cleared
Or maybe another race had begun?
Pictures were being taken
Money was being handed out
For all the winning bets
To the people watching the race no doubt.
Let's stop to think for a second
How many races our horse had won before
Should we enter him in another race
Or possibly put him out to the pasture?
This horse may be on a lucky streak
Or we could lose if he fell and...
#horses
#uplifting
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4 Comments
Never Ceases
Hand and glove makes you in love?
Peas and carrots true?
Love never ceases to be.
Peas and carrots true?
Love never ceases to be.
#love
126 reads
4 Comments
As I Lay
I never thought I would die so soon
This world for me
Was nothing extravagant, nothing over the
moon
This was never my forever home, only
temporary.
You see, a sinner lies in this ground
I didn't deserve any kind of Heaven
Although my Jesus died for me on that
mound
At times His voice I could not hear, the
noise did deafen.
I hope and pray
My legacy lives on
I did the best that I could in my own way
I loved well, worked hard and with Jesus I
made a bond.
So as my body turns to ash ...
This world for me
Was nothing extravagant, nothing over the
moon
This was never my forever home, only
temporary.
You see, a sinner lies in this ground
I didn't deserve any kind of Heaven
Although my Jesus died for me on that
mound
At times His voice I could not hear, the
noise did deafen.
I hope and pray
My legacy lives on
I did the best that I could in my own way
I loved well, worked hard and with Jesus I
made a bond.
So as my body turns to ash ...
#death
#LifeCycle
#love
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Tom
He was the love of my life
My best friend, always
His memory never fails.
My best friend, always
His memory never fails.
#BestFriend
#husband
#love
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You Be You
By slipping inside he found it good
He found it warm inside
But was that hole in wood?
Was it narrow or wide?
Sometimes life is like a box of cherries
You may have a good day or two
The next week end up in the obituaries
So I will be me and you be you.
Keep moving on and be content
Just as the worm hole found his place
Life is good but lessons were meant
To teach us to love with a smile on our face.
So again, you be you
Strong, kind, loving and good
I will be me watching what you do
Still wondering about...
He found it warm inside
But was that hole in wood?
Was it narrow or wide?
Sometimes life is like a box of cherries
You may have a good day or two
The next week end up in the obituaries
So I will be me and you be you.
Keep moving on and be content
Just as the worm hole found his place
Life is good but lessons were meant
To teach us to love with a smile on our face.
So again, you be you
Strong, kind, loving and good
I will be me watching what you do
Still wondering about...
#identity
#inspirational
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The Unwritten Poem
They had fought all day over the poem
unwritten.
She had believed it to be a letter
A letter to another girl besides her
He had known the other, way before he
had met her.
The jealousy she felt to know that he had
Put words and feelings on paper down
Brought tears to her eyes as she felt
Betrayed and hurt as she made no sound.
Looking up at him with eyes opened wide
Love and sorrow shined bright
How could he feel this way she thought
Gathering her things to leave his sight ...
unwritten.
She had believed it to be a letter
A letter to another girl besides her
He had known the other, way before he
had met her.
The jealousy she felt to know that he had
Put words and feelings on paper down
Brought tears to her eyes as she felt
Betrayed and hurt as she made no sound.
Looking up at him with eyes opened wide
Love and sorrow shined bright
How could he feel this way she thought
Gathering her things to leave his sight ...
#love
#sadness
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Words Gathered
Words gathered into the poem unwritten
Out of his mind and onto the sheet
How he ached to describe her skin
She melted his heart, his blood began
to heat.
The words he wanted to write
Complimented and teased
His thoughts of her, ravishing and tasting
Eyes closed as his writing had ceased.
Listening to her laughter in his mind
Years from now he would still love
This woman who had become his wife
In sickness and in health from God above
Laying his pen down he left the poem
unwritten.
Out of his mind and onto the sheet
How he ached to describe her skin
She melted his heart, his blood began
to heat.
The words he wanted to write
Complimented and teased
His thoughts of her, ravishing and tasting
Eyes closed as his writing had ceased.
Listening to her laughter in his mind
Years from now he would still love
This woman who had become his wife
In sickness and in health from God above
Laying his pen down he left the poem
unwritten.
#happiness
#love
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No Rings or Fuss
Where do I go for love?
I have so much to give
But so much has been taken away
Still feel the heat from your touch
Your actions, your words I need to forgive.
You played me like a toy
Trained me like a dog
Did you ever love me or was it a thrill?
You watched me cry and walked away
I hope to one day wake out of this fog.
Men like you are a dime or two
You don't see the value in us
So easy to play and never be bored
Touch our hearts and hate our minds
Shake us up with no rings or fuss.
I have so much to give
But so much has been taken away
Still feel the heat from your touch
Your actions, your words I need to forgive.
You played me like a toy
Trained me like a dog
Did you ever love me or was it a thrill?
You watched me cry and walked away
I hope to one day wake out of this fog.
Men like you are a dime or two
You don't see the value in us
So easy to play and never be bored
Touch our hearts and hate our minds
Shake us up with no rings or fuss.
#betrayal
#lies
#manipulation
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An Old Song
The day was long
So many unanswered prayers
She sat on her bed and sighed
As her mind remembered an old song
Each day seemed worst than the last
Of faith, beliefs, and trying to forget the cares.
She began to sing
Her heart started to beat
So many thoughts and so many tears
That old song and the story
Of the past, the present, God, the years!
Him and her, she and him
The love, the home and the worry.
Singing that old song.
So many unanswered prayers
She sat on her bed and sighed
As her mind remembered an old song
Each day seemed worst than the last
Of faith, beliefs, and trying to forget the cares.
She began to sing
Her heart started to beat
So many thoughts and so many tears
That old song and the story
Of the past, the present, God, the years!
Him and her, she and him
The love, the home and the worry.
Singing that old song.
#dreams
#healing
#lyrics #memories
#lyrics #memories
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