Truth


truth
Another of my Poetry Club poems:

I never tell the truth
and I care too much what people think
writing makes me sick
and reading is only a chore

I don’t believe in love
or that forever can exist
that you only live once
and life is just a bore

I don’t wish to be happy
and I never think I can succeed
but if you believe any of this poem
a mental readjustment is what you need

(The prompt for this poem was to write a poem about yourself in which nothing is true)

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Fears


fears
When I have fears that I may cease to be
and then I say when nothing is there
except silence, they have only cries and fears
no matter that alone am I
where screams may never cease
and longing to just be

(Written with the high school poetry club that I sponsor. I will be posting all the poems written with the club over the next few weeks)

Anew


Time to begin anew something different begin again

starting over new space all fresh and clean

a place to grow branches of the soul reaching out

this is what beginning anew is all about

New words new lines new phrases of the heart

shared with all who wish to be a part

starting anew feeling completely free

come and share this new journey with me

Deborah Horton Writing

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