http://slow.writerscafe.org/poetrychick63 The original writings of author KatieJean en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776198086 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I was on yahoo answers and the question was to type how you feel in a poetic way. This poem is what I ended up with. :) http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/843132/ Was there ever a time when your mind was not on her?Or was she that thought that you held in the back of your mind Like a piece of gum that you stuck to a table Always there but only you knew itWas she on your mind even when we slow danced the night we first met When you dared looked into my eyes an.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/821532/ I'm trying to tell a story of a soldier in this poem. Not sure if it worked or not. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/821122/ I wash away the smile that once lit up my face Scrub away the layers of tears that now pierce my freckled skin I find myself looking into an empty mirror, that the woman I once was Is now lost inside of the girl I used to beI'm caught between now and then Having to fight a battle I cannot winChoosin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/769002/ Vs.You promised me the sun in a cupBut the fortune tellers crystal ballShowed me the train wreak that you areAnd not just some foreign handsome faceCh.You tricked me into deception Made me wrap my arms around youMusic of false love hanging in the air And had my wings torn from my already Bleeding he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768786/ I wrote and performed this in high school http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768783/ We haunt your dreams We disrupt your sleep As we kill the sheep In the bloody pasture Say good night To the midnight riot There will be lamb chops For dinnerYou shake and turnYour sleep is undoneAre you hungry?Bed time is gone We are throughUntil the next time we come To kill the midnight sheep http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768781/ My favorite poem I've written http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768779/ I had thought I’d lost track of my heart You know misplaced it, as it fell out of reachWhen you and I took that jump to the moon and backAnd as we floated back down There were clouds of lust surrounding us And as you pulled me into you Your crooked smile appearing on your faceTold me there was.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768755/ Like a slide show, memories of us run through my mindSlow and fast, hoping that I'll see your smile soonBut while your gone the only thing I can do is keep the repeat button onAnd I strain to remember the sound of your voice, the touch of you against me I reread old letters and look at old p.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768738/ VS.I can’t create the perfect happy ending I can’t undo my past mistakes I can try to learn from them and Try to make the best of what I have I had to do what I felt was right CH.You may never forgive me and that’s okayI couldn’t pretend that everything was perfect, when it w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768734/ VS.Fitting together like missing puzzle pieces Interlocking our bodies together piece by pieceMaking the puzzle whole once moreBut as time tears us apart we’re forced to go our separate ways VS.Leaving the only thing that keeps me sane in this crazy world I’m hurt and I’m broken as.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768722/ Sun shines in between the tilted blindsLeaving a glow on the unmade bed Left from a stumbling child Hurrying to start the day The purring of the family's catRuffles the sheets as if the wind Was blowing throughToys lay on the ground Tossed and turned over Making his mother step over them with careAs.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768720/ VS. With every moment and every day that passes by I miss the girl that came into my life and took me by the handWho showed me how to look into the sun Without fading away Who left and never thought twiceVS. Can’t you just kiss me again like you did before There’s no need to explain why .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768718/ The bulging purple veins burst from your skull As sweat runs down your scowling faceI can see the furry that your trying so hard to hide Behind those bloodshot eyes of yours  Your voice slowly gets louder and your emotions are running wild I feel as important as a thimble Small with no signific.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768716/ I lost him years ago before I knew who he really wasHe said he was coming backComing back to sing me my lullabyAnd every night I laid awake in bed listening Listening to the sounds of the darkness Wondering if one was hisWondering,If he would come and sing me to sleep like he used toHis songs, just .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768715/ Just like the rose that once grew strong and wildEverything must fall weak and fearfulI hold my fragile heart in the palms of my weathered handsFor only me to hold,Scared that it will become broken and lifeless The pieces falling between the cracks of my fingers Falling to a life without the beauty .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768714/ VS.The silence rings in my ears I can’t remember where I’m headed or where I came fromBut there was you and there was meI’m lost in a tunnel of misplaced memories and thoughtsLonging to remember, take my handOh take my handCH.Take me by the hand and show me the old memories That ha.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768712/ VS.A little off center, a little insane Can’t you hear my screams of pain?I’m trapped, I’m lostIt seems that all hope is goneCan’t you hear me, see meBehind this glass wall?CH.Oh can’t you see me behind this glass wallBanging with my fists until it fallsAre you so blind.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768710/ There were tons of empty pizza boxes leading a trail to where he satHis eyes were fixated on the Oxi Clean commercial That blared on the TV in front of himHe wore his old ripped boxers He was growing quite a beard for not shaving in a weekHe hadn’t been out of his apartment for days The blinds.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768709/ It was twelve past noon on a rainy Sunday afternoonWhen she just happened to walk straight into my umbrella Shocked by her appearance, by her very presence I stood numb for a couple seconds She seemed familiar thoughIn that unsettling way of course I offered to walk her to her destination Walk her w.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poetrychick63/768707/