Poetry Project, V 2.0, Day 13

Well, well - here we are on a another great day for poetry. Ok, technically, I suppose every day is a great day for poetry - even for bad poetry - but still, it is nice to celebrate a new day. With that in mind, I've got permission from a contributor to use some of her stuff on here! YAY!!!! Ladies and gentlemen, children of all ages, my mother:

What a Life!

Lonely, always, yet not alone,
Surrounded by lonely sisters,
All wanting a mother's love.
Comfort in faith --
God gave them families of their own;
Out of five came twenty-six,
God's blessings all.
No longer lonely, just longing.

Thanks, Mom. Some good work here. I like this one a lot.

now that we've gotten some...how about a double-dose???


There is a place I go sometimes,
it's silent there,
and I can be alone.
There, I can be safe.
Safe from the world, the crazy world.

I stay here, behind the door,
I alone hold the key.
No one comes out once they're here,
there's no reason to leave.

Here, in the dark little room,
is the placid nothingness,
is my sanctuary.


Thanks for reading.

The Fat Kid