Lousy at poetry, writes it anyway. I draw things too and sometimes post them on tumblr: rampantimagination.tumblr.com
And the snow just keeps falling Down down and down And with it I can't help but frown frown and frown For down with the snow comes the terrible feeling That I'm getting older My youth is peeling I...
First I'm idea-less Can't find the words Second I'm inspired Ideas just occur Third I look back Disgust in my eyes Fourth I'm regretful And wondering why Fifth I return to the initial state And get...
Dear Opuss, I love That you're all about writing No pushs and no shoves.
16+ for language and content It's not that I know much I'm only sixteen But when I boil it down Sex is so mean I don't mean making love I don't mean "to fuck" I'm talking about genders And...
Dreams seem unattainable They're something to achieve But drifting through the world unnoticed Well, it makes me feel naive People say I've got a gift But when I look around So many people in this...
#acrostic Brave starts and Enchanted paths: Going separate ways In No particular way, No particular direction, In No correct way, always Going Somewhere unexpected. © Dana L. 2013.
A blank page is a beautiful thing But isn't it more beautiful when filled with words. With phrases and fragment. With musings and wishes.
Got a paper cut and bled on my story. Gash fiction. #flashfiction © Dana L. 2013.
Went into the woods. Found treasure. Cache fiction. #flashfiction © Dana L. 2013.
Faith in those you love Adventure Memories made Intolerable at times Lovely Yours, for always © Dana L. 2013.
Make plans and they fall through. Secretly overjoyed. #flashfiction © Dana L. 2013.
Get glasses. New perspective on life. #flashfiction © Dana L. 2013.
You're my other half My better half Some would argue It's easy to spend time with you So easy to talk Or not talk And that's why I love you I don't tell you ever But it's implied It's an unspoken...
Try to stay above it all Feelings are messy Complicated I don't need those Foreign and strange But maybe it wouldn't be so bad I want it now Not strange and foreign I want it close to me I want to...
I see you in the rain that falls I see you in the sky I see you in the trees that sway And in the birds that fly I want to have you hold me tight And tell me it's okay I want to feel so very...
It doesn't count in 7th grade It's barely real But that doesn't stop our 7th grade hearts Wanting to connect Wanting to mature We mature But we want those days back The innocence The fluttering of...
The desk sits there in the room Untouched Bits of cardboard and plastic surround the desk from when it was unwrapped The writer enters the room This makes the seventh time in the past hour The...
Though many are sure to disagree, there is something sad about something that you love becoming something that everyone loves.
"I am terrified" I say to myself A mantra in my head As if saying it out loud would give me some kind of comfort It doesn't This isn't AA The future looms ahead of me It looks back at me sometimes...
I sit here in my bedroom Tip tap typing away As the sounds of the sick stir beyond my door I can hear the retching I can hear them hovering above the garbage can, the sink, the toilet Their harsh...
A fresh start for many The day where we say that things are going to go our way Maybe just this once.
Poetry is supposed to be an outlet An outpour of emotions and thoughts But to sit down and write a poem is rarely easy My head gets too caught up in what should be CAPITALIZED and lowercased In...