This is poetry I’ve written that I’m proud of and desire to share. There’s always more where each one came from. These were not written for any class in school.
Church ends. Old ladies and grandmas approach you and ask the bone-drilling, nail-biting, apprehension-filled question:
“What are you going to do after you graduate?”
They inquire it with a hopeful, patient smile
All you can do is return a shrug and a few ideas
“What are you going to study next year?”
The last two words hang in the air
As the reality of time startles your soul
Awakens anxiety that trembles bold
Sat down in a circle of six of us, being there for you.
Crickets chirped. The stars were so beautiful and visible.
Two girls on both sides of you had their arms on your back,
For reassurance that they were there
Reminding you quietly that you’re not alone
We all prayed independently, sat in silence
Staring at you, then at the stars
It was a peaceful moment, yet my anxiety made me worry so bad
I didn’t know if you hit your head or if you had any critical injuries
I joined the Speech team my Junior year (‘21-‘22) and my piece was in poetry. I wrote and performed this piece, Escaping Reality and doing that was a lot of fun.
In reflecting on this season, I want to share a comparison of how much I improved as something I can look back on and also encourage you to see how far you can go when you put in the work!
Read More →You just got your learner’s permit? How exciting!
How anxious!
Speaking from my experience of five months, here’s some advice:
Don’t accelerate when parking, especially in a parking garage.
Hydroplaning, sliding between lanes
You’re not in control anymore
But, were you ever?