These walls are papered
With faces and petals
That can only be seen
On the outside.
Sometimes,
I want to strip naked
And roll in paint.
Originality is an illusion
Created by glossy photographs
And desperate hopefuls
Who could never quite manage to grasp the concept of life.
(To die?)
To paint is to play God,
If only with a brush
And a limited palette.
You know ...
I find myself in color
(And Mary, and Jim, and Sue …)
But nobody actually cares.
It’s a vicious, vicious world!
Three piece suits and bibliophiles alike
Bloom and blossom
To the sounds of insulting rap music.
Illiterate speakers, transvestite soldiers
Guns, knives, Advil and ping pong.
Creation is condemned
(And why not? We’re all just posers)
While injustice is allowed.
The city screams of forgery!
(I live in a small town)
This blacktop is alive!
Live to die, die to live …
Inevitability holds us prisoner.
Structure, routine, hammer, GUN.
Find yourself.
Find yourself on someone else’s canvas.
Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on September 15, 2007
No and you should not, you is a pretty young thing, with a brillo brain... 14 going on 30 in the way you write..HA same age as my son... Hmmm, He's a good chap, I know that, Wanna 14 yr old BF from England..lol
I'd say if you were my nipper, get writing a book, it will sell, if you stay true to you...
Natasha this is a great self image but like all images we look at of ourselves they only let us see what we want to see. So now with your permission I will show you what others see...
You are a very pretty young lady who will I have no doubt break many a young man's heart in the years to come (not intentionally of course)
You have a sensitive side that is quite rare that can reach out to those who need a kind word or a hug
You are bright, articulate, and wise beyond your 14 years
You have a seld confidence as expressed in this poem that will help you in any career path you follow
and best of all you have a lovely imagination and are a great asset to our den as a lovable young lady poet.
Natasha this is great, Honey keep giving us your words. Always remember the song, You're perfect just the way you are, I wouldn't change you if I could.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
My book of poetry is being redone by me, I have a beautiful cover designed and the book will have a few more than 200 poems in it. I am going to have it printed on demand here in Canada. When it is done I will let you know when it is done and if anyo
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These walls are papered
With faces and petals
That can only be seen
On the outside.
Sometimes,
I want to strip naked
And roll in paint.
Originality is an illusion
Created by glossy photographs
And desperate hopefuls
Who could never quite manage to grasp the concept of life.
(To die?)
To paint is to play God,
If only with a brush
And a limited palette.
You know ...
I find myself in color
(And Mary, and Jim, and Sue …)
But nobody actually cares.
It’s a vicious, vicious world!
Three piece suits and bibliophiles alike
Bloom and blossom
To the sounds of insulting rap music.
Illiterate speakers, transvestite soldiers
Guns, knives, Advil and ping pong.
Creation is condemned
(And why not? We’re all just posers)
While injustice is allowed.
The city screams of forgery!
(I live in a small town)
This blacktop is alive!
Live to die, die to live …
Inevitability holds us prisoner.
Structure, routine, hammer, GUN.
Find yourself.
Find yourself on someone else’s canvas.
I'd say if you were my nipper, get writing a book, it will sell, if you stay true to you...
You are a very pretty young lady who will I have no doubt break many a young man's heart in the years to come (not intentionally of course)
You have a sensitive side that is quite rare that can reach out to those who need a kind word or a hug
You are bright, articulate, and wise beyond your 14 years
You have a seld confidence as expressed in this poem that will help you in any career path you follow
and best of all you have a lovely imagination and are a great asset to our den as a lovable young lady poet.
Thank you for joining our family,
hugs
Fee
Newfie Hugs, Rose