Georgia Tell's Blog, page 25

February 21, 2018

Poem #574

falling in love is a dangerous venture
take a risk and walk near the edge
but please do not dive off
falling in love is about safety
find shelter to weather a storm
but step out and let rain soak your clothes

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Published on February 21, 2018 17:57

Poem #573

she’s a ghost
tiptoeing on a floor of crumbs

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Published on February 21, 2018 17:55

Poem #572

I am ready
powerful
in charge
let’s go

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Published on February 21, 2018 17:53

Poem #571

[image error]one egg
another egg
all the eggs

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Published on February 21, 2018 17:51

February 20, 2018

Loving My Own Poems

As I continuously chip away at the mountain of poetry I’ve written since 2015,  I get to sift through the dust and bones of my momentary thoughts. Most of the time, I cringe. Seriously, I thought that was remotely good? Yes, yes, I did. But then some days the poems I transcribe to this website actually make me smile.

It’s mainly the story-driven poems that I discover I love. The ones that set a small scene and surprise me a year later with my sometimes morbid, sometimes starry-eyed and hopefu...

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Published on February 20, 2018 19:11

Poem #570

we went for a night hike
separate from the group at the park
we poked fun at horror tropes
we lost our way but triumphed

we came back from the hike
back to the group at the park
they were completely gone
they were lost to horror tropes

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Published on February 20, 2018 18:52

Poem #569

trying to smile
when not feeling it
is so exhausting

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Published on February 20, 2018 18:50

Poem #568

he hid me in the attic
and somehow I didn’t scream
I couldn’t move
I couldn’t sleep
I could hear my family downstairs
I wanted them to find me
but he had hidden me
even as my mom grabbed an old lamp
she still did not notice me
I heard them mourn my loss
months passed as I stayed up there
he fed me with tubes
and exercised me
his hands touching me
I was disgusted
but could not save myself
trapped and forgotten

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Published on February 20, 2018 18:48

Poem #567

a rough blanket on my legs
no comfort

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Published on February 20, 2018 18:47

Poem #566

obsession is essential
that relentless fervor
thinking about it
dreaming about it
incites drive
instills energy
incinerates obstacles
obsession is life

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Published on February 20, 2018 18:45