by Alex Gross
This is the time when I text you
I’m bored in this hallway all alone.
I need to see your familiar smiley face emoticon
But you’re not here,
Where Are You?
This is the time when you call me.
I hear your little voice:
“We’re here, Alex, I Love You.”
But now all I hear is the emptiness,
The quiet that could kill a man.
Because you’re not here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I teach you.
Mom has been giving me hell.
“Don’t be like me, Sis.” I tell you.
“Maybe you still have a chance at
Being what they want.”
You are what they want,
Everybody wants you.
That is when you’re here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I protect you.
The kids at school have been giving you hell
Again.
I tell you the stories of when I wore those shoes.
One of them goes too far,
I threaten him, I know how to scare young children.
I take you away, dry your tears.
Tell you it will be okay.
When you come back,
Where are you?
Mom is mad at you again.
She puts way too much pressure on you.
I know better than anyone.
You messed up again, like we all do
It’s not Mom’s fault that she forgot what it’s like.
That tends to happen when you destroy yourself as she did in mothering us.
Actually it was I who destroyed her,
You were the Miracle Baby.
But she forgot, nothing personal.
It’s because you’ve been here so long.
But not now, so tell me
Where are you?
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2010 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- Venus, on a fur by Witty Fay
- The Crocodile by Roald Dahl
- Life-companion by Shailendra Chauhan
- Waking In March by Philip Levine
- Six-Word Poem by Monty Gilmer
- Meeting by William Butler Yeats
- Robert Burns: A Vision:
- The Fault of It poem – Ezra Pound poems
- Владимир Маяковский – Да здравствует III интернационал! (РОСТА № 140)
- Less Than The Cloud To The Wind by Sara Teasdale
- A Dialogue
- Sunstroke
- Two Views Of Withens by Sylvia Plath
- An All-Night Sea Fight by William Topaz McGonagall
- A man feared that he might find an assassin by Stephen Crane
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Spenserian Stanzas On Charles Armitage Brown poem – John Keats poems
- Spenserian Stanza. Written At The Close Of Canto II, Book V, Of “The Faerie Queene” poem – John Keats poems
- Specimen Of An Induction To A Poem poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XVII. Happy Is England poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XVI. To Kosciusko poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XIV. Addressed To The Same (Haydon) poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet X. To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XIII. Addressed To Haydon poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XII. On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet XI. On First Looking Into Chapman’s Homer poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written Upon The Top Of Ben Nevis poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of ‘The Floure And The Lefe’ poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written On A Blank Page In Shakespeare’s Poems, Facing ‘A Lover’s Complaint’ poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written In Disgust Of Vulgar Superstition poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written In Answer To A Sonnet By J. H. Reynolds poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Written Before Re-Read King Lear poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight? poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be poem – John Keats poems
- Sonnet VIII. To My Brothers poem – John Keats poems
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
Alexander Pope (1688 – 1744) was a a post-Restoration English poet and satirist. He is a poet of the (British) Augustan period and one of its greatest artistic exponents.