Rubber Ducky Poetry Hour

PoeticWitch · 07-10-2013, 08:10 PM

Angst bubbling up
For some unknown reason
An overwhelming urge
To snap people like twigs
To remove heads with a click
Of my teeth
Mayhaps the crappy weather
Being trapped in the house
Day after day
Mayhaps the icky summer cold
Making me more sensitive than normal
Only so much I can take
Before I become
A raging inferno of fury
This weather needs to pass
I want clear sunny days
With bluebirds singing
I am over the summer cold
It needs to plague someone else
As all viruses must do
Let the happiness and love
Into my heart
Release the Angst-ridden and Tortured Soul
May this being be at peace forever more
At least until the next Summer Storm

PoeticWitch · 07-12-2013, 07:32 AM

My creativity comes in bursts
There is no flow
Words come together like a puzzle piece
On a good day
Any other day it is like a 5 year old
Coloring outside the lines
I hope to endeavor
To write a fantasy novel
One of these days
When the words come to me
Will I ever find my flow?
Or will it always be the bursts that I have now?
Mayhaps I need a Muse
So fluid like the ocean
In constant motion
I wait for the day
When my Muse steps into my life
To invoke the flow of words
To come forth from my brain
To be laid bare on the page
For all to see

PoeticWitch · 07-13-2013, 08:59 PM

The future is coming fast
Can we keep up?
Can our love handle it?
The speed of science
Faster than the speed of a thought these days
Technology taking over everything
Love and Lust just words on a screen
The human touch a thing of the past
Soon mayhaps robots to show our love for one another
A movie told it so well Wall-E
Is this what we will become
Gliding by within inches of each other
But never touching
Only speaking through cameras and microphones
Technology is great, don't get me wrong
But it has its place and its time
And that isn't between you and me
As a crutch for our love

PoeticWitch · 07-14-2013, 09:03 AM

Three years have passed
Almost maybe shy a few months
But everyday passing
Your memory fades
From my minds eye
The guilt eats me alive
I think I should keep you alive
Forever more in thought
If not in body
Others tell me this is normal
Natural even
This is part of the process of grief
To not hold onto
What has already moved on
To the other realm
Give me a sign Mother dear
Is it time to let go
Of your memory
Or am I to keep you
Forever close to my heart
With a faded image in mind

PoeticWitch · 07-15-2013, 08:09 AM

Reflecting upon the past
I don't mean yesterday
Or even a week ago
Lets talk a decade or two
When we were so young
Most assuredly dumb
And thought we knew everything
I ponder how life turned out
I never saw this coming
And I wonder if my friends of old
Ever feel the same as me
Now that I am older
I don't feel any wiser
To be true
I feel dumber then a box of rocks
Mayhaps that is true wisdom
To know you are ever learning
I find myself comparing new friends
With old friends
Not that one is better then the other
But I miss my friends of old
And our silly stupid antics
I wonder if I put a call out
A call for a reunion
If it would come to pass
Alas we are all grown up now
Or at least what passes for grown up
With never any time to spare
So here I sit
Wistfully daydreaming

PoeticWitch · 07-16-2013, 07:32 AM

The toilet
A perfect place for deep thoughts
Imagine here I sit
On the porcelain throne
Writing this little diddy
For your entertainment
What could be going through my mind
To possess me to write a poem
While on the toilet
Words...
Just words
To put in some order
To hopefully make sense
To someone other then me
Alas my time on the toilet is at an end
Time to wipe my ass
And get on with my day

PoeticWitch · 07-17-2013, 08:38 AM

Is it possible?
To love someone too much?
It frightens me sometimes
As I dream at night
Nightmares overtake my mind
Terrifying images
Of losing you
Nothing simple
Like losing you to another woman
More like something horrific
Something unreal
Almost right out of a movie
Even silly in some ways
You protecting me from zombies
Or some such
And thus you get eaten for your efforts
I think my mind is a terrible place to be
Lucky for you
You are in reality
Where there aren't any zombies

07-10-2013, 08:10 PM	#1
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	Summer Storm Angst bubbling up For some unknown reason An overwhelming urge To snap people like twigs To remove heads with a click Of my teeth Mayhaps the crappy weather Being trapped in the house Day after day Mayhaps the icky summer cold Making me more sensitive than normal Only so much I can take Before I become A raging inferno of fury This weather needs to pass I want clear sunny days With bluebirds singing I am over the summer cold It needs to plague someone else As all viruses must do Let the happiness and love Into my heart Release the Angst-ridden and Tortured Soul May this being be at peace forever more At least until the next Summer Storm __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-12-2013, 07:32 AM	#2
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	My Muse My creativity comes in bursts There is no flow Words come together like a puzzle piece On a good day Any other day it is like a 5 year old Coloring outside the lines I hope to endeavor To write a fantasy novel One of these days When the words come to me Will I ever find my flow? Or will it always be the bursts that I have now? Mayhaps I need a Muse So fluid like the ocean In constant motion I wait for the day When my Muse steps into my life To invoke the flow of words To come forth from my brain To be laid bare on the page For all to see __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-13-2013, 08:59 PM	#3
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	The Future is Coming The future is coming fast Can we keep up? Can our love handle it? The speed of science Faster than the speed of a thought these days Technology taking over everything Love and Lust just words on a screen The human touch a thing of the past Soon mayhaps robots to show our love for one another A movie told it so well Wall-E Is this what we will become Gliding by within inches of each other But never touching Only speaking through cameras and microphones Technology is great, don't get me wrong But it has its place and its time And that isn't between you and me As a crutch for our love __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-14-2013, 09:03 AM	#4
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	Mother Dear Three years have passed Almost maybe shy a few months But everyday passing Your memory fades From my minds eye The guilt eats me alive I think I should keep you alive Forever more in thought If not in body Others tell me this is normal Natural even This is part of the process of grief To not hold onto What has already moved on To the other realm Give me a sign Mother dear Is it time to let go Of your memory Or am I to keep you Forever close to my heart With a faded image in mind __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-15-2013, 08:09 AM	#5
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	Friends of Old Reflecting upon the past I don't mean yesterday Or even a week ago Lets talk a decade or two When we were so young Most assuredly dumb And thought we knew everything I ponder how life turned out I never saw this coming And I wonder if my friends of old Ever feel the same as me Now that I am older I don't feel any wiser To be true I feel dumber then a box of rocks Mayhaps that is true wisdom To know you are ever learning I find myself comparing new friends With old friends Not that one is better then the other But I miss my friends of old And our silly stupid antics I wonder if I put a call out A call for a reunion If it would come to pass Alas we are all grown up now Or at least what passes for grown up With never any time to spare So here I sit Wistfully daydreaming __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-16-2013, 07:32 AM	#6
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	The Toilet The toilet A perfect place for deep thoughts Imagine here I sit On the porcelain throne Writing this little diddy For your entertainment What could be going through my mind To possess me to write a poem While on the toilet Words... Just words To put in some order To hopefully make sense To someone other then me Alas my time on the toilet is at an end Time to wipe my ass And get on with my day __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.

07-17-2013, 08:38 AM	#7
PoeticWitch Member How Do You Identify?: Queer... that is all you get Preferred Pronoun?: um... she.. I think... shrug call me anything that pleases ya Relationship Status: Single Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: Toledo, Ohio Posts: 562 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 172 Thanked 1,131 Times in 377 Posts Rep Power: 7056676	A Terrible Place To Be Is it possible? To love someone too much? It frightens me sometimes As I dream at night Nightmares overtake my mind Terrifying images Of losing you Nothing simple Like losing you to another woman More like something horrific Something unreal Almost right out of a movie Even silly in some ways You protecting me from zombies Or some such And thus you get eaten for your efforts I think my mind is a terrible place to be Lucky for you You are in reality Where there aren't any zombies __________________ Things happen, no rhyme or reason, either learn from it and grow. Or don't and fail this part of life.