Poems of Life
By: Ryan Gallagher
I am from shoes,
from Vans and Nike.
I am from the drama.
(Hectic, Manic, Cold).
I am from the rosebush,
The crate myrtles white in the spring time.
I am from the pride and humor.
From the tooth fairy and Santa Claus.
With a desert and devoid of all inhabitants
I’m from Arlington Texas,
Steamed broccoli and peas.
From the time my uncle flipped an ATV,
To the time my father did doughnuts in his school parking lot.
Destin Florida in the summer
Sand dunes rolling by,
Professional as can be
I hate hairspray from the time.
I am from the good and the bad.
I woke up to the cold, the squeals, the darkness.
As sluggish as a sloth, sitting there alone in the blackness.
Through the sun washing over my back bringing pain,
To the heartless voice continuingly screaming into my ear.
My feet hit the ground with a thud landing on the carpet membrane,
Oh the solitary, carpet always to be trampled on.
Downstairs to the radiant light of dawn,
Burning my eyes out till there is nothing left to see.
Then comes the roaring,
The sun blowing onto my face,
Through cold winter days.
The thought of a better time,
Free from fighting and crying.
Through smiles he shows,
And punches of love.
From hot coffee,
To the eggs he makes.
He may not show it.
But I know he means it.
He is my brother.
He is my guardian.
Since the day we met my life changed,
You make me happy, every day we spend
My emotions rearranged
I really don’t want this to come to an end
I spend most of my days thinking about you
And the love and happiness you have brought to me.
Our love is so strong it has become true,
When I am I your company I feel free.
The second I saw you it felt so right
When I’m around you I turn red.
My heart skips a beat when you’re in sight,
I listen to every word said.
You said to me we would be forever.
Now let’s live life together with our endeavors.
School is Stress
Walking into school is like entering the Garden of Eden,
Full of life and rambunctious.
In class we are told a million times
“Make sure you get your work done”
Class takes forever
Most of my teachers have been here since the Stone Age
You most likely get stuck with Einstein
Walking through the halls
Little Romeo and Juliet everywhere you look
It is like a jungle
A complete free for all
Finally my Achilles heel of the day
Take the last little bit out of me
By the end of the day I’m ready for it to end
Tons of homework to finish by tomorrow
It’s a routine I don’t want to give up
I’m ready for all of it again
Dawn’s arms shake us awake.
First light escorts our eyes open,
A minute or two we bask,
Before we rise to the tasks.
Lively we go, all duty.
Not missing the melody,
Of plans laid out well in war,
When the drums did warn.
Many signs posted,,
In aches of flesh past groaning.
Clocks moved too fast to keep up,
We detected the call of Sun.
Finally armed and fueled.
We revved the engine,
Taking routes always farther,
Away from the walled principal.
Warmer befits our flesh and heart!
As we steer like movie stars,
Heads held high to catch the sun’s drops,
Eyes shaded in blissful lost.
Soon we are soaring through air!
Passing wheat corn and the likes.
Bucolic scenes blaze colors,
How beautifully they unite.
Tempo slows as deep blue nears.
Silent, the wait comes to bear.
Descent is smooth, toes sink in,
Digging in rocks so smooth,
It is here we recover.
Here, we let go of the war...
Death of a Mother
Our mother is dying due to our own actions. One sip from a plastic bottle is one more piece of life sucked out. One more sip and she is on the brink of death. One more sip and she will be gone from us forever. If she dies then we will struggle to survive. One more sip and then nothing…
Our mother is dying,
Due to our own actions.
From a plastic bottle,
Is one more piece of life,
And she is on,
The brink of… Death.
One more sip.
And she will be gone from us,
If she dies; then we will struggle to survive.