While we sometimes dabble in poetry,
it is a casual activity for both of us.
We enjoy reading poetry and have added
this page to showcase some new, young
poetic talent. Over time, the collection
will grow. Our first young poet, Katie,
is a family friend with a true passion
for poetry. We are very proud to share
with you four of her favorite poems. A
big thank you to Katie for gratuitously
offering her work for your reading
pleasure. In addition to Katie, we have
selected a wonderful poet to highlight
as our featured author, Melissa
Michaels.
Melissa is an
accomplished model and actress. Among
her many talents is an interest and
ability to write poetry. We are proud to
feature her book and one of her poems on
our website. You can order her book by
clicking on the bookcover below.
You can learn more
about Melissa by visiting her website:
www.melissamichaels.net
Read on and enjoy:
Melissa
Michaels
A Look Within
That's Somebody's Child
That's somebody's
child out there on the streets
Momma
Where is she now?
Dying for a touch
Longing for a loving
hand
Hungry for more than
food
Deranged
That's what people say
But that's somebody's
child out there on the streets
Manged hair
Pushing a cart
Carrying all they own
in this world
Don't you know that's
somebody's child out there on the
streets?
The sky should never
be anyone's blanket
Daddy
Where is he?
Died a hero, you know
with his Purple Heart in hand
But that's somebody's
child out there on the streets
Rejection so
conditioned to it
Asking for money
Passerbys choosing not
to see
Somebody's child out
there on the streets
Poems by
Katie
This
poem is about my dad who died nine years
ago. It's kind of sad But I think it's
really good
The Father I Don't Remember
I
watch the home videos
And I see a man
He seems nice
He seems kind
He seems to make my mother happy
She doesn't smile that much anymore
This man seems to love to laugh
This man who sung me lullabies
He was more of a father to my sis
Than her's ever was
I was told this was a great man
This man, my father
The father i don't remember
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This
is short but my bff says it's her fav so
it must be good. I hope ya like it.
Broken Wings
I
used to have wings so i could fly
now their broken cause i'm gonna die
It's all you're fault
You never cared at all
Now i'm stuck on the floor
i can no longer soar
i am no longer free
You finally did it
You captured me
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Okay
this one is a bit longer and it’s talkin
to my parents If ya don’t figure it out.
Proud of your girl
I'm sorry i always screw up
I try hard not to
I don't mean to always yell
I don't want to create hell
But i want you to be proud of your girl
Please be proud of your girl
I know i've messed up but i try
It's all my fault
I failed once again
I need to do better then i do
I'm doing all of this for you
Cause you should be proud of your girl
I wish you were proud of your girl
I try really hard
but that's not good enough for you
Sorry that i made you cry
I didn't mean to
The reason i try so hard is that
You need to be proud of your girl
I hope you're proud of your girl
I realize i need to be good
but that's hard
I know i'm not as good as i could be
But hopefully i will be someday
every night i pray
and hope that i will
You will somehow be proud of your girl
You should be able to be proud of your
girl
Someday i'll do something right
for once in my life
maybe not now
but some way somehow
I will no longer mess up
as much as i do
Someday you'll be proud of your girl
I know you'll be proud of your girl
I know i'm not great now
but just you wait and see
i'll make you proud of your girl
finally
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The Other Me
Look in the
mirror, can’t stand what I see.
The reflection,
my shadow, the other me
So cold so quiet
Her mouth is
shut, yet her eyes scream out
She looks like
she’s dead inside
Like she doesn’t
care what happens anymore
She’s angry and
hurt
And she’s given
up
I hate the
reflection I see
I hate the other
me
I look outside
the mirror, can’t stand what I see.
The reality, a
shadow, the other me
Loud and cheerful
She fakes a smile
the whole day through
She looks like
nothings wrong
Like nothing
fazes her
She’s optimistic
and hopeful
And a complete
fake
I hate the
reality I see
I truly hate the
other me
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For Katie, Rick and
Katrina, we hope you enjoyed these.
Check back for more on your next visit
