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Some people don't like pale
But I'm as attracted to it as an alchoholist is to ale
They've been accepted to my college of appeal
Which is my version of Yale
Pale girls do it well, I think
I'm a pretty big pencil
And when the smaller pencils talk about me
I become dull
When I get dull I become depressed
I shave off some layers to get smaller
They still pick
I shave some more
I shave and shave until I'm smaller than them
I wish I was bigger but I can't be so I shave more
Now I am so small no one can see me
I am alone
 Dec 2015 Suzy Hazelwood
Chris
~

*A chilly morning
greets me beneath
dark November skies
and silent stars
as another new day
finds me
thinking of you

And as I gaze
across somber fields
to the northern horizon
my thoughts change
as I wonder
if you are thinking
of me too
Most mornings for me
 Dec 2015 Suzy Hazelwood
Chris
~

*I planted my heart
now broken and shattered
So deep in the earth
for nothing much mattered

Then sat on the ground,
my teardrops now flowing
When before my eyes
I saw something growing

The tiniest stem
from the dirt was breaking
A beautiful green
by now was breathtaking

When then came a bud
this afternoon hour
It seemed like real soon
there would be a flower

From what I now saw,
that came into being
My face wore a smile
of what I was seeing

For there on that stem
was something alluring
Filled with such joy
and love over pouring

A friendship it seemed
had grown from our parting
I dug up my heart
the healing was starting

And knew on that day,
my garden endeavor
Had bloomed as a friend
I’d have for forever

Yes there is still love,
I can’t stop the caring
And that I will keep
for now I am sharing

My life with this girl
with smiles and laughter
And we’ll be best friends
happy ever after
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