Submissions by RobynRenee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Sep 2020 3:43am
2nd Sep 2020 3:43am
what you don't know
Bile rises in my throat, threatening to drown out the plastic smile I have plastered on my face.
What is wrong with them?
Do they not know they are talking about a real person, with the same thoughts, wants, wishes, and dreams as the rest?
Is dignity such a precious thing that so many must be denied it?
But I do not make a sound, I do not look in their direction. I keep my smile on and keep my eyes drifting aimlessly about.
They are not talking about me, but they might as well be reciting my list before my face.
Feeding
Bathing
Bathroom
O you can...
What is wrong with them?
Do they not know they are talking about a real person, with the same thoughts, wants, wishes, and dreams as the rest?
Is dignity such a precious thing that so many must be denied it?
But I do not make a sound, I do not look in their direction. I keep my smile on and keep my eyes drifting aimlessly about.
They are not talking about me, but they might as well be reciting my list before my face.
Feeding
Bathing
Bathroom
O you can...
#confessional
#ignorance
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th May 2020 6:14am
6th May 2020 6:14am
in the quiet
in the quiet
there is condemnation
a proclamation
of all I've done wrong
in the silence
there is declaration
an acknowledgement
of the bleeding throng
in the noisiness of life
there is room enough for joy
but in the isolation of quiet
there is only time for sorrow
there is condemnation
a proclamation
of all I've done wrong
in the silence
there is declaration
an acknowledgement
of the bleeding throng
in the noisiness of life
there is room enough for joy
but in the isolation of quiet
there is only time for sorrow
#silence
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Apr 2020 5:49am
20th Apr 2020 5:49am
Flowers
not all flowers are harmless
and roses have been known to hide thorns
do not think you're safe there
licking your claws and shining your horns
I smell as sweet as sunshine
but inside I'm filled with death
I like eating you for you taste fine
once I've finished your bones I'll see who's next
not all flowers are harmless
be careful what you pluck
if you don't watch yourself
it will be you who's out of luck
and roses have been known to hide thorns
do not think you're safe there
licking your claws and shining your horns
I smell as sweet as sunshine
but inside I'm filled with death
I like eating you for you taste fine
once I've finished your bones I'll see who's next
not all flowers are harmless
be careful what you pluck
if you don't watch yourself
it will be you who's out of luck
#flowers
#nature
429 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
16th Apr 2020 5:39am
16th Apr 2020 5:39am
Fix Me
Beat me til I can’t stand,
Then I can finally kneel as I should.
Brainwash me til I can’t think,
Then I can finally believe as I should.
Abuse me til I can’t feel,
Then I can finally obey as I should.
Isolate me from everyone else,
Then I can finally hate as I should.
Kill me like you did the martyrs,
Judge me as you did the Christ.
Hate me as you did the prophets,
Test me as you did the saints.
Then you will be the one to learn,
How defiant a mind can be.
Then you will be the one to know,
How dangerous it is to be...
Then I can finally kneel as I should.
Brainwash me til I can’t think,
Then I can finally believe as I should.
Abuse me til I can’t feel,
Then I can finally obey as I should.
Isolate me from everyone else,
Then I can finally hate as I should.
Kill me like you did the martyrs,
Judge me as you did the Christ.
Hate me as you did the prophets,
Test me as you did the saints.
Then you will be the one to learn,
How defiant a mind can be.
Then you will be the one to know,
How dangerous it is to be...
#religion
#confessional
381 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Mar 2020 7:00pm
27th Mar 2020 7:00pm
Traveler's song
I've traveled many miles child
and still have far to go
I've stumbled on through desert heat
and blizzards white with snow
but there's a rule I follow
no matter where I go
Never ever look back child
regret is your fiercest foe
and still have far to go
I've stumbled on through desert heat
and blizzards white with snow
but there's a rule I follow
no matter where I go
Never ever look back child
regret is your fiercest foe
#regret
#music
#travel
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7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Mar 2020 3:55am
25th Mar 2020 3:55am
corona cabin fever
She was foaming at the mouth
when she rushed up to the window
put both hands on the glass and screamed
"HUMANITY!"
"Yes?" I responded, watching from the other side
I was human and it was a wail begging response
But she did not speak on
she had been alone too long
and had forgotten how to hold discourse
instead she stayed and watched
eagerly and full of longing
the world outside her own
when she rushed up to the window
put both hands on the glass and screamed
"HUMANITY!"
"Yes?" I responded, watching from the other side
I was human and it was a wail begging response
But she did not speak on
she had been alone too long
and had forgotten how to hold discourse
instead she stayed and watched
eagerly and full of longing
the world outside her own
#loneliness
#dialogue
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Mar 2020 3:51pm
16th Mar 2020 3:51pm
how can I forgive him
He knew I would run
if I had legs
So he took my legs
And kept me from running
Except you do more with legs
Than just run
Legs are for dancing
Legs are for jumping
Legs are for skipping
Legs are for walking
But he wanted me to stay
Stay with them forever
So he took my legs
To keep me forever
If it were a ball and chain
I could learn to pull
If it were a leash
I could learn to slip loose
But instead he took both legs
So I am trapped with them forever
if I had legs
So he took my legs
And kept me from running
Except you do more with legs
Than just run
Legs are for dancing
Legs are for jumping
Legs are for skipping
Legs are for walking
But he wanted me to stay
Stay with them forever
So he took my legs
To keep me forever
If it were a ball and chain
I could learn to pull
If it were a leash
I could learn to slip loose
But instead he took both legs
So I am trapped with them forever
#birth
#forgiveness
#tragedy
480 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2020 5:28am
3rd Mar 2020 5:28am
soon enough
Was it water
or Gasoline
that coated my clothes
soaked through my socks
absorbed in every fiber
of my being?
we would know soon enough.
or Gasoline
that coated my clothes
soaked through my socks
absorbed in every fiber
of my being?
we would know soon enough.
#fire
#water
#confusion
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1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2020 2:33am
24th Feb 2020 2:33am
on dust and nothing
If everything becomes dust
Dust is everything
If everything is worth nothing
Nothing is worth everything
Which means everyday
I do nothing but collect dust
I am bearing the weight of the world
And containing the extent of its expansive wealth
On the tiniest
of my fingers
Dust is everything
If everything is worth nothing
Nothing is worth everything
Which means everyday
I do nothing but collect dust
I am bearing the weight of the world
And containing the extent of its expansive wealth
On the tiniest
of my fingers
#money
#philosophical
#poverty
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2020 2:33am
19th Feb 2020 2:33am
In Honor of John Way
Silvery hairs on a wise old head
lying quietly, fist still raised
our leader, John Way, is dead
but we still living will sing his praise.
From birth he was strong as steel
fighting for the powerless and weary
countless lives with justice he did heal
listen now and hear his story;
I met John at the end of his life
he was old but not weak, still fighting the fight
I was mired in injustice and covered with strife
when I met him it was clear he was bright.
I turned to him for rescue from the mob
he reached for me though I was almost...
lying quietly, fist still raised
our leader, John Way, is dead
but we still living will sing his praise.
From birth he was strong as steel
fighting for the powerless and weary
countless lives with justice he did heal
listen now and hear his story;
I met John at the end of his life
he was old but not weak, still fighting the fight
I was mired in injustice and covered with strife
when I met him it was clear he was bright.
I turned to him for rescue from the mob
he reached for me though I was almost...
#gratitude
#support
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1 Comment
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
18th Feb 2020 11:38pm
18th Feb 2020 11:38pm
Leah's doom
The pillow was pressed ever tighter against my face.
Try as I might, I could not gasp enough air.
I was dying.
I was being murdered.
But the hand holding the weapon was not that of an enemy, nor of a stranger.
It was of a friend, and even more intimate, a husband.
I knew he loved Rachel more. But I thought that it didn't matter.
I thought he could have us both.
And then I felt the life in my stomach kick and hiccup, and I realize why I must die.
I am with child, while Rachel is barren.
And neither my husband nor my sister, no matter how...
Try as I might, I could not gasp enough air.
I was dying.
I was being murdered.
But the hand holding the weapon was not that of an enemy, nor of a stranger.
It was of a friend, and even more intimate, a husband.
I knew he loved Rachel more. But I thought that it didn't matter.
I thought he could have us both.
And then I felt the life in my stomach kick and hiccup, and I realize why I must die.
I am with child, while Rachel is barren.
And neither my husband nor my sister, no matter how...
#jealousy
#sister
#death
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Feb 2020 00:41am
16th Feb 2020 00:41am
twin wishes
I wish I were a girl
Then people wouldn't expect me
to fight and be good at sports
Then no one would look at me weird
When I said something was cute or adorable
Then I would be allowed
To like flowers and babies and clouds
And I could be vulnerable
With my friends and family
Without being called a sissy
Then I wouldn't have to be strong
And hold back my tears or pain
I wish I were a girl
because
I would be allowed to be human
Without breaking out of a mold.
I wish I were a boy
Then people...
Then people wouldn't expect me
to fight and be good at sports
Then no one would look at me weird
When I said something was cute or adorable
Then I would be allowed
To like flowers and babies and clouds
And I could be vulnerable
With my friends and family
Without being called a sissy
Then I wouldn't have to be strong
And hold back my tears or pain
I wish I were a girl
because
I would be allowed to be human
Without breaking out of a mold.
I wish I were a boy
Then people...
#women
#men
#LifeStruggles
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