Young Writers Society

11/30


Wings

These two aches
spread across my back
pull at my attention
and exhaust me.

The result of hours
working with a needle
beading the perfect
birthday present.

Quickly followed
by a few more hours
of cleaning, sweeping
and organizing.

To end it all
a few brief moments
at the piano
clearing my head.

That was enough
to aggravate
the result of bad habits
and create this ache.

In some ways it
kind of reminds me of
where an angel's wings
belong.

12


Bring the Rain

I love the feeling of energy
just before a big storm.

When the earth holds its breath
and I can breath freely.

That moment when you
first begin to smell the rain.

And the sun still shining
when you know what's coming.

The energy bristles around me
and I feel alive in it.

Those are the moments
which I live for.

13/30



Dancing Without Music

Everybody knows
some things just go together.
Like peanut butter and jelly,
lightning and rain, or
the moon and stars.

What is often forgotten
is that either one is
perfectly fine
all on its own.
Alone.

That is what I
must wrestle with.
The possibility that
I won't ever find
my other half.

The possibility that
I am simply meant
to be all alone
with my words.
Always.

14/30


Weary

When I say I'm tired
I don't mean it how
most people expect.

When I am lacking sleep
I feel like a drop of morning dew
hanging from a blade of grass.

It's more like when
the sun hangs on to the earth
in the late evening, when it lingers.

I'm tired as in
those foggy moments when
you forget the silliest little things.

A nap cannot help
the only thing to wake me up
is something that excites my soul.

15/30


Musicianship

I sit on my pedestal
looking at a blanket
of black and white
spread before me.

I take a deep breath
clear my mind
and place my hands
upon the keys.

I begin to play
a soft melody.
At first all is fine,
the song flows.

It hits me,
the rush of excitement,
as the notes start
to run away.

I try to catch up
but they're going too fast
I don't think I'm
capable.

I push forward,
caught in the rush.
I hear it growing louder
by no choice of my own.

The music demands my
attention, my spirit.
I can't escape it.
I can't even fight.

Nothing else matters
for those few moments
caught in the rush, until
it ends.

The song comes
to a close.
It leaves me empty,
ready to be filled again.

My heart overjoyed
in the fact that
for a moment there
the piano and I,

we sang.

16/30


Here I Go

I'm in for the ride
wherever this road may go.
I've given up on driving.
I'll just tag along.

I'll do my best
to learn from this
but I'm not going to
try for happy endings.

So here we go,
off on an adventure.

17/30


Him

His laugh comes in little bursts
like a little chick learning to peep.
His smile is always warm
to remind you that you're loved.
When I hug him he always
curls in close, let's me hold him.

Sometimes when he talks
you can hear a tiny accent.
It pops up out of nowhere,
the slightest southern twang.

How could someone so young
who's already been through so much
always be so full of happiness?

How could he just walk in
and bring me so much joy?

18/30


Her

She's got a cute
little smile, full of wonder.
Her eyes are a brilliant blue
like the swimming pool midsummer.
When she goes to sleep
she always has a goodnight hug.

When she hears a joke
she really likes
she will keep repeating it
again, and again, and again.

It saddens my heart
to think of her, all alone.
Which is how I know
she sees herself.

One day she will realize
she does have a family.
Right here, with me.

I will never stop
loving her.

19/30


My Friend The Storm-Maker and World-Shaper

I know someone
stronger than the sea.

Someone who's whisper
cracks like lightning.
Someone who's sadness
shakes the whole earth.
Someone who's love
will never let me go.

He's been to all the corners
of the world.
He's seen all the shadows
of our souls.
He's walked all the paths
that I walk.

That is who stands
right beside me.
That is why
I have courage,
because of my faith
in him.

If ever he asks me
to jump
I know that he'll catch me
or teach me
to fly.

20/30


From the Third Wheel

This fluttery feeling
hovers near my heart.
It's not love, or joy,
more of excitement.

Any day now
Prince Charming
will come to ask
if he can date
my lovely sister.

Soon I'll watch their love
take flight, and hope
that it leads somewhere
good. If not, then at least
let them learn from it.

However much I wish
it was me someone
was coming for
I will have to content myself
with watching their
love story
unfold.

Hey WritingWolf,

I looooove how clear your stuff is. Like, seriously, you've got a great voice in these poems.

I think the one thing I'd like to see more of is metaphorical relationships that really get explored. Like, back in 11 you have this image of wings, but you never really get into how it relates, just what it's like to your speaker. I'd like to see more of that.

Here is a short list of prompt ideas in case you're looking for something to write about.

Candy
Books
Running
Fighting
Selflessness
Desperation

Thanks for the input Aley! I'll try to see if I can work in your suggestion soon.

21/30


The Same Tune

A little tap tap
as her finger flutter across
the keys
letting the notse slip out
for just a second.

A quick jerk
as another plays it
sounding
like she's trying a bit
too hard.

Hesitations
and a slow tempo the new
pianist
uses, making her self doubt
ring out.

A full sound
and some missed notes
say that
this song comes from
her heart.

Wherever a piece
comes from,
whatever lies in
your heart,
is laid plain for your audience
to hear.

22/30


My Little Friend

You flutter around
zig zagging through the sky.
The sunset's light gently
caresses your wings.

From this distance
I can't see it
but I know you're wrapped
in a fluffy little brown coat.

Big ears and black eyes,
tiny little feet and thumbs,
some of the cutest things
I've ever seen.

23/30


Slowly Falling

My heart did
a little backflip
when I stumbled across
a picture of you.

It was by accident,
really, I was just
scrolling through
facebook, and suddenly
there it was.

Isn't if funny how
the things we say
we'll avoid are
the very things
that just pop up.

I don't know
if there could ever
be anything
between us.

What I do know
is that my heart will
continue doing
backflips
whenever I
see you.