Genesis

Today I decided to share three of my most original poems. These three poems that I am going to share today are the first poems that I written. Well, at least the first poems that made me believe that I was a poet.I remember an assignment that I had to complete in sixth grade. We we working on poetry. We had to complete three poems and they were to be entered into the school contest. 

I won the contest throughout the whole school. I was quite proud of myself at that time. I remember winning a Walkman. I thought it was so dope! I didn't have one. So, I was excited to get it, yet, I was also excited to win the contest with my poetry that I had written. 

A few weeks later we were practicing for a school concert. We were singing R.Kelly I Believe I Can Fly. I had wanted the solo part in the concert and I was upset that I did not get the part. I remember looking out the window of the classroom down because I did not get the part and my teacher coming over to talk with me. She said I won the poetry contest. I was good at it and I should keep writing.

From thence on, I began to keep a notebook with me wherever I went. If we went to church, I had my notebook, shopping, to the park, any where we went; I had my notebook with me. 

Here are the three poems that shall we say, started it all. 

Friends, What A Beautiful Day, and A Homeless Child:

FRIENDS

Friends are good and friends are fine,

They stick by you all the time,

They stay on time,

And never late,

Even if you change the date,

Friend’s are special,

And friends are the best,

That is why you are my friend,

Until we go down to rest. 


 

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL DAY

What a beautiful day,

Wouldn’t you say?

 

Can I go outside to play?

Said brother to ma,

Why can’t you hear that baby cry?

Go get that boy before he die,

 

Can I go outside to play?

Said brother to pa,

Don’t you need to get your homework done?

Before you go out and run,

 

Can I go outside to play?

Said brother to grandma,

Don’t you need to go out and bathe?

For school the nest day,

 

What a beautiful day,

Wouldn’t you say?

A HOMELESS CHILD

I am such a homeless child,

Living in this violent world,

I am all alone without a home,

No one to take care of me,

No one to give me any tea,

I am all alone by myself,

The only one to lend me a hand,

Is God my friend,

He loves me all the time,

No matter if I’m deaf or blind,

He says someday I’ll have a home,

Someday I won’t be alone,

Just someday. 

 

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Poem A Day: From Chapel to Hearse

Poem A Day: From Chapel to Hearse; This poem was written circa 2004-2005. I remember reading it to someone in high school and they responded with, "I was deep." Not the first and definitely not the last time I was told that. I enjoy reading my poetry that I wrote years ago. It helps me remind me of emotions I felt during that time. It also reminds me of how far I have came as a writer/poet.  From Chapel to Hearse   I admire your features, Think of me at your own leisure, I'm measuring you, Asking how long is a meter, Hop in my two-seater, Take a ride with me, Don't take this relationship lightly, I think of you highly, I want to be with you nightly, I got a fetish for your body, Looking at you arouses me, I'm anticipating you being my spouse to be, Come lay with me, stay with me, Hold me, take hold of me, Make the most of me, Everything about you is intriguing, Without you, there is no meaning, Your heart is in good keeping, ...
Read more

Do You Remember?

 Do you remember your first period? I remember when I had my first period. I was twelve, actually closer to thirteen. It was in September, my birthday is in October. I wasn't feeling well at my grandmother's funeral, and when we got home, I notified my mother that something was different. I knew what to do because she we discussed the inevitable frequently.  I got sick, I mean real sick. I was sick to the point that everything on my body ached especially my lower abdomen and back. I had diarrhea where I ran to the bathroom frequently, headaches, hot and cold flashes, and most of all I vomited to the point where it was just bile coming up. Not to mention a week/two weeks before I started my period, I would experience PMS (Premenstrual Syndrome). My mood swings were/are sometimes dangerous.  I remember dreading my period coming up because of how it made me feel; still to this day I usually have the same feeling. My period warranted me the option of staying home from school ...
Read more

Poem of the Day: Will Tomorrow Ever Come

Poem A Day: Will Tomorrow Ever Come By: Kristyna Cochran written circa early 2000's.  WILL TOMORROW EVER COME Today I woke up with cold in my eyes, Washed it out, and had pink eye, I thought will tomorrow ever come, Went to the doctor, he gave me eye drops, He said I still had to go to school, My heart stopped, I thought will tomorrow ever come, They started talking about me, I punched everyone that said something bad about me, I thought will tomorrow ever come, I got suspended from school for three days, I got home and thought I could play, Mama picked me up and acted all nice; gave me a kiss, She got all the plates and bowls out the cabinet, And I had to wash every dish, I thought will tomorrow ever come, While I was sneaking out to play basketball, I broke my ankle, I came back in, and momma gave me a whooping I couldn’t handle, I thought will tomorrow ever come, I went to sleep with bruises on my back, I thought will tomorrow ever com...
Read more