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POEM STARTER
Compose a poem that involves the use of numbers.
Numbers can be used as countdowns, time-telling devices, checklists, or other creative ways in a poem.
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Note to self:
1. Be kind - show compassion not just to others but to yourself.
2. Be a better mother to yourself - treat yourself the way you would treat a loved one. Eat well and get the sleep you need. Remember, your body is temple, what you put into it, whether thoughts or food, your body will absorb.
3. Love thyself - learn to love who you are, nobody else has walked the miles you have o...
What teenager sits at the bottom of the stairs
Counting the shoes at the door,
Counting the scratches on the shelf?
Writing crappy poems because
_my english teacher said to try harder._
2, 4, 6, 8, 10, 12, 14, 16, 18, 20, 22 shoes.
11 pairs.
Counting to 22 does not fit with the _rhythm_
of what they call 'poetry',
but these numbers are _God._
I am the sum
of every rule book I have read,
and...
31 long years ago,
Inside a babies form,
In March of 1993,
A warrior was born.
No one knew it then, therefore,
No one was there to warn,
Her that the coming years would be,
A raging fucking storm.
Evil tried to take her down,
But no one bothered to tell,
These demons that this warrior,
Could raise all kinds of hell.
On the 19th of November,
2024
She went face-to-face with evil
And roc...
Oh, pickles, you sour little things,
With your briney taste that stings.
A rating of one, for you I despise,
Please stay away from my burger and fries.
Mean people, oh what a chore,
A two out of ten, you're such a bore.
From snarky comments to rude remarks,
I'd rather befriend a pack of hungry sharks.
Mouth breathers, a rating of three,
Your open mouths make me want to flee.
Can't you breathe th...
she’s known him for seven years—
they met as six year olds full of hate.
on her pillow, five mascara tears,
because she’s four years too late.
she thought three words would do the trick,
a simple “i love you”
a couple of teenagers, so lovesick
because they couldn’t face one truth.
***
seven petals on the floor—
only a few more to go
six years of wanting more and more
a five minute pity show
...
1 universal law,
2 sides to every story,
3 strikes and you’re out, mandatory
4 seasons each and every year,
5 senses which humans possess,
My 6th is stone, less fears between my ears
7 years ago I was going through the motions, a different person, wading in a directionless ocean
8 year old me would be in awe now, for that I’m certain
9 lives, haven’t used up all mine, clawing my way back so I can ...
One tear falls from my eye
Two people dance through my mind
Spinning off into a starry, starry sky
Lost to space I think of how blind
I was to fall so fast
I thought I was in love, but now it’s passed
And now I sit staring at the stars
And think of how what we had
Dissipated in feverish flight
One heart was broken
And two were swallowed by the night...
Ten… The world seems so chaotic
Nine… Why is this happening to me
Eight… Maybe it’s all my fault
Seven… Maybe it’s no one’s fault at all
Six… It’s not me it’s him
Five… Then just let him go
Four… But I can’t I’m in love
Three… But does he show you that same love
Two… So what is that telling you
One… To Start over and be free
Free as can be…...
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