Poetry Blog by Tiffany Wright
The dog stole my scrumptious donuts a-waiting,
And on school days, my thinker never worked the long haul
Then fate decided to reveal my bowling prowess
Before it flung me four-score a-gutterball.
Is it my fault I needlessly negotiate with math?
Or school days proved me a sitting duck?
Even if genes came into play,
I blame humanity’s ups and misgivings on luck
Saturday 19th August 2017 4:41 am
A wistful vagueness presides over my aura
The night was clearer than ever
Now wasn’t the time,
Now I was headed to a service sublime
But do I regret these impressions viewed from my window?
This ‘ere song from a vintage past
It crooned of simpler days,
It blasted my hopes into the freezing air
Carried me back to a time that wasn’t there
And I couldn’t help ...
Wednesday 9th August 2017 5:47 am
The end of the season
Brought to a close
Even when there’s a reason
Summer comes and goes
Do you know your summer’s a-fading,
Do you remember?
The hot sun, the warm cooled nights waning
School was gone, and I — carefree all along
Oh! Now my old school worries are back
As that sun sets, I’m in sad song
Those shining days, soon to lack
The air beco...
Friday 4th August 2017 11:42 pm
Present — past
Past — gone
Looking back and remembering the yesterdays
Where is NOW?
Where is it?
Living in the THEN…
No, that’s not NOW, not it!
The ghost of yesterday
Is in mind
But looking back
Is the NOW you’ll never find.
Thursday 3rd August 2017 12:57 am
I visited my cousins in Russia
One summer vacation day,
And my conclusions during my stay
Turned out to be more than I could say.
Older cousin surfs on laptop
Younger did that and ipod games too
Sister sticks to ginormous ipad
I skim online webs in hullabaloo!
Day after day, hour after hour
We’re caught in the ...
Thursday 27th July 2017 12:46 am
Solitude is mysterious
Solitude is strange
It can feel bliss'd, but it can render
Every time, it can always range.
It's when time smites me wrong
Or I'm feeling depressed
I'd join a lonely room for company
And tell it how I was stressed.
But what if you can't stand it,
What if you're pining for just anyone?
Keep seeking; in a world founded on those who care,...
Monday 24th July 2017 4:53 am
Borne of summer strolls untold
Into evenings where countless stories unfold
The road ahead was void of cars
And I alone played an orchestra to the stars
They shined their blessings from celestial seats
Meanwhile, I looked beyond perennial streets
Pondering clues for my desired path
For answers to a writer’s insatiable wrath
A scent, a sight, a cricket in the still...
Tuesday 18th July 2017 3:41 am
Heart whipping the veins
And I'm accelarating faster
Till I beat the wind
My legs a blur
My legs will tire
But my spirit flies
Like the wind
With a whoosh
Thursday 13th July 2017 8:44 am