How do you get better at something?
Almost always the answer is doing
I have been writing a poem a day for the past nine years
Know that sometimes they were bad, but sometimes they were good
Undertake a journey today and read some. The link below is to all 3,287 …
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How could you abandon us in our need?
Every day we screamed your name and begged for deliverance.
And yet you did not answer our pleas for help and mercy.
Reality is you were never listening in the first place.
Maybe you think you know what is going on
You think you have the solutions to life’s final exam
Still I wonder if the answer key has even been made yet
There seems so much chaos and disorder
Every time I turn around, I find that my current guess was not quite right
Really most of the time I was flat out wrong. It gets quite frustrating
Yet still every day I get up and try to solve my little corner of life’s …
Everyone wants to know who came first
Gonna tell you, I know the true answer. I wasn’t supposed to say a peep.
Give me a break! My brain’s not scrambled. This is no yolk!
So you want to bust my shell? Then I’m not telling you, so keep your nosey beak to yourself!
People, can I ask all y’all a question?
Or would you like to keep your opinions to yourself
Lol I’ve seen your Facebook page
Looks like your dying to let the world know, so sit down and answer
The problem seemed unsolvable
Everyone in the class vehemently agreed that it couldn’t be done
And Miss Snow wistfully agreed, but then she began to ask questions
Can you.. could you… how would you…
Having their preconceived notions challenged, they began to explore
Engaging the problem with new vigor, trying new possible solutions
Reaching the answer, they were proud to prove Miss Snow wrong.
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Can’t you take the anxiety away
And leave me feeling serene
Looking at the bottle of bourbon, waiting for its response
Meanwhile, since it didn’t answer, I decide to go double or nothing.
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Maybe this was her Olympic chance.
Everything hung into balance.
Did she have what it would take?
As she leaned in for a kiss she had the answer
Looking for the gold, she was settling for the bronze.
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Darryl couldn’t believe this was happening. Not now. Not during final exams. He pleaded with Wendy. “I could spend my time doing anything, but instead I’ve spent it with you. Don’t you understand?”
Wendy burst into tears again. Darryl had no answer. Why was this girl doing this to him? Didn’t he just tell her how important she was? Yet here she was, cradling herself like he had punched her in the gut.
“Look, I…” He just couldn’t find the words to say, and he was sure anything he tried to say right now wouldn’t be the right ones. He tried to touch her shoulder, but she pulled away. “I need to study.” He turned and left the room. He couldn’t decide if he was storming out or fleeing, but either way, he had to go.
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Wendy felt more than saw Darryl leave. Her tears continued to escape, but she was holding the rest of the heartache in. If she squeezed herself hard enough she might be able to hold it together till she got back to her dorm room. She waited long enough that hopefully he was gone before she scrambled to exit. That’s when she ran full force into Judy.
“What the hell happened to you?” Judy asked.
“Darryl said he wasted his time being with me. He told me he could have been doing anything else, but instead he had spent it with me.” That was it. The hurt gushed out all over the place, and no amount of squeezing was going to get it back under control. She ran for her room, hoping she wouldn’t run into anyone else.
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Judy watched Wendy go, wondering why Darryl could say such a thing. She decided to give that boy a piece of her mind. It took her a bit, but she found in him the basement quiet area studying physics. The putz looked like all he cared about were those damn equations. She walked up to him from slightly behind. He had his hand on the left-hand side of the book, using his finger to hold his place. Judy grabbed the other side and slammed it shut on the stupid kid’s hand.
“Ow! What the hell!” screamed Darryl. “Bitch!”
Judy leaned in close. She wanted to get in this asshole’s face. “How dare you say Wendy’s not important.”
Darryl flew out of his chair wagging his hand. “What the? I didn’t say that!”
“Liar!”
“What the hell do you know?”
A voice from outside the room filled the small basement space. “Keep your voices down!”
“Sorry, Henry,” Darryl said. In a much softer voice he continued, “Like I said, how the hell do you know?”
Judy took her voice down a couple of notches as well. “She told me.”
“She, but, I, I didn’t say that. I told her I thought she was important enough to spend all my time with.”
Now it was Judy’s turn to be caught off guard. “What?”
“I told her she was so important to me that I spent all my time with her. I could have done all these other things, but I just wanted to spend time with her.”
“Did you say it exactly that way?” Judy started to have a queasy feeling in her stomach.
“Well, not exactly,” Darryl said. Then a horrified look came over his face. “Fuck!” He ran out of the room.
“I said keep it quiet in there!” A mountain of a man waddled into the room. “What is wrong with you people? This is a quiet zone!”
Judy shrugged. “I guess it was just a whole bunch of miscommunication.”
“Me yelling wasn’t enough communication?”
“You’re the only one making with the loud right now,” Judy said. She sat down and cracked the physics book. Henry must have gotten the hint since he left. There could be worse things than what she was reading, but then she thought of the mess that had just occurred. She then looked back at the page of equations she had flipped to. “Okay, maybe not.”
Judy closed the book and left the whole mess behind.
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Reaching for the dice one more time
Isaac gave them a toss onto the table
So much rested on the outcome of this one throw
Knowing that the answer would hurt either way
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