Stephanie Says:

This blog is where I post my poems, when I remember or when I find scraps of paper from years ago. The date I post a poem usually has nothing to do with the date I wrote it!
I feel like poetry is discovered, rather than written, and I like to find it and share it. It's kind of like archaeology - you can unearth a good poem and learn something from it. But you didn't really write the poem yourself, you just provided the medium through which the poems can show themselves to the world. At least, that's what it feels like to me.
Showing posts with label Poems about Other Things. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems about Other Things. Show all posts

Friday, 21 November 2008

Why wait?

Why wait until Valentines Day to tell someone you like them?
Why wait for a special occasion to wear your best outfit?
Why wait until Christmas to give presents?
Why wait until the holidays to relax?
Why wait until hometime to talk to your family?
Why wait until retirement to see the world?
Why wait until summer to eat ice cream?

Why live by such conventions when you could just enjoy life?

Friday, 7 November 2008

Her Wedding Dress

The snowmen she used to build,
All dressed in white.
The paper snowflakes she used to cut,
Lacy as a cobweb all a-dew.
A cloud woven in for that walk-on-air feeling,
This is the dress that's made of a chirpy childhood.

Stumbling

I don't know what I'm doing
Tripping over roots at every opportunity
No-one to lead me
As I stumble through life with my eyes sealed shut