A simple seed, studying through the soil. Driving through the dirt to designate it’s diploma. Learning to stand tall and strong for it’s own purpose. Embracing it’s barked scars, and broken branches. Loved, by it’s own leaves… Refusing to let concrete covers control it’s career. Experiencing adversity in storming area’s. And yet, still standing through the stress after the disaster.…
Tag: poetry
“Unexpected”
I knew my life would be complete once our souls could finally meet. Furnacing my little black book into ashes, blown away by Cupid’s wings. You know how to make me happy off of the little the things. Learning that there is no key to my heart. So you created your own master plan from the start. To weaken my…
“Lemonade Stand”
When life gives you lemons, you keep that receipt so you can exchange them for something better! Like French bulldogs and white Bentley’s. Whatever you decide on, make sure it impacts your personality! And groom yourself with greatness! Something simple to others could be so significant to yourself. Like a hopeless romantic, who hearts sinks faster than quick sand every…
“Skittles” (Poem)
I’ve learned that cleaning can be relaxing. Whether it’s from dusting the dining room, or cleaning out that closet constructed from your conscience. Either way the goal seems to be planning for perfection, until pure from what isn’t positive. I’m sure there are people out there who won’t swim in large bodies of water. Afraid of being ate by a…
“Roses” (Poem)
I was told that roses are red. But my roses are chocolate. Far from a candy coated floral creation. This sweet sleeve of a masterpiece is tattooed on me. Each petal, planted in its proper place. No vines green of envy are allowed any space. These Hershey kissed buds on my skin were meant to blossom into the same love…
“Ambitious Skies” (Poem)
One of the best feelings for me is waking up every morning. An even greater feeling is waking up to your smile. Which shines brighter than the sunrise through Scotland skies. Your heart beats warmer than freshly brewed coffee on a Monday morning. Spiked, with brown sugar to match your complexion. You’re sweeter than desserts. Addicting like freshly baked cookies…
“A Woman” (Poem)
I never wore a green thumb, but seeing what blossoms on family trees can make you start your own field of flowers. Attracted by their esscence, and provoked by their beauty. Wishing I could kiss them just to see how soft their petals really are. A woman, my favorite breath of life. Created in numerous flavors, sizes, and complexions. All…
“Major City Mermaids” (Poem)
If mermaids are real, how would you approach them? Would they be some seven foot beast who rules the bottom of the ocean? Or could they be gentle giants who swims through the sea? I don’t think mermaids are neither assumption. If I ever came across a mermaid I feel she’ll be her own creation. She would be this long…
“The 5 Minute Living Room Poem”
Death awakens new opportunities through their career coffins… The grim reaper weaps off the accomplishments of Kings and Queens… While Cats roar loud in jungles justifying their presence in the natured palace… Layed down to rest among others at their best… Hall of fame awards never looked better dressed in black… With winter time memories hand made through snow flakes…
“Tomorrow Morning” (Poem)
Our first kiss told me your lips would be last pair I lock for the rest of my life. Causing rules to be shattered, and families created. I was never big on religion, but if god’s really sending angels did you take a train, bus, or just catch a cab to reach me? I’ve never experienced the game, but your…
Ricky Maeweather 