Category: Original Poetry

The Other Side of Sometimes (Original Poetry)

I have no idea what made me write this poem, The Other Side of Sometimes. Sometimes I read or hear or watch something that motivates me to write a poem. This had to have come after learning something about women in relationships who were dealing with domestic violence. I wrote this poem 15 years ago, and, unfortunately, it can still be applied to what’s happening in our world today. If you or someone you know is a victim of domestic violence, please seek help. It is NOT okay!

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The Other Side of Sometimes

 

Her makes her laugh.

Then he makes her cry.

And all around her

voices are asking, “Why?”

 

No one seems

to understand her need

for his touch

which is sometimes rough

his promises

that are sometimes broken

his words

that sometimes cut into her.

 

But why can’t they see

her need

for the other side

of that sometimes?

 

It isn’t as bad

as they sometimes think,

but they keep saying

that sometimes isn’t enough.

 

But why can’t they see

her need

for the other side

of that sometimes?

 

But she isn’t going to  fight

to make them understand

after all, he is hers,

her man.

 

So she is going to continue to take

whatever he has to offer

’cause the other side of sometimes

is good enough for her.

 

Michelle D. Robinson

March 26, 2003

Saying No to Doubt (An original poem)

She is stalked, hunted,

Pursued by a supernatural presence

For every attempt she makes to evade it

It falls back in step right behind her

She steps

It steps

She sprints, desperately running for her life

It follows behind, an easy-paced jog

Yet it continues to shadow her

She yells out, breathlessly,

pleadingly

“Why won’t you let me be?”

But it is mockingly silent

For she already knows the answer

It seems to blow in, riding on the wind

In a whisper that is unnaturally loud

“Because I live within you!’ It says

And she know it speaks the truth

This thing she cannot shake

Is something she must deal with from within

A thought that both excites and frightens her

She must elude it

Step by step

Day by day

Until it’s no longer within reach

Until it’s no longer a part of her

Until she accepts the truth about who she is

She knows she’s fighting for

Her potential, her purpose, her dreams

Only until then

Can she be free

Of the doubt that makes her second guess

What she knows is her destiny

What she was created to do, to be

Until she finally stops running

And turns around to face it head on

“Doubt,” she says, “You can no longer control me!”

“You are no longer welcomed here!”

And she steps into the light

Of a brand new day

Where it can’t find her

She smiles

Hopeful & confident

Because she remembers a promise

And accepts the truth

For she knows that with God by her side

Anything,

yes anything,

is possible for her.

Natural Soul

Natural Soul

I’ve decided to love myself

starting with the inside

‘cause then I know

loving the outside will come easily.

No longer will I be spending

long periods of time in front of the mirror

trying in vain to morph my real image

into some virtual image that has been

implanted in my head.

Contemplating crazy ways to change myself

into what I’m “supposed” to look like

what the world has told me it takes

to be considered a “beautiful” woman.

I’m going to love myself

from the inside, out

starting with what I like to call

my natural soul.

My soul that hasn’t been bleached or plucked or waxed or permed or arched or shaved or clipped or dyed or painted or lipoed or Botoxed…

that part of me that hasn’t been

“fixed” or made to fit the image of an ideal woman.

I’m going to love myself

from the inside, out

that part of me that reflects

the real me

that part of me that can never be changed

that part of me that hasn’t been touched

by stereotypes and unrealistic expectations.

 

I’m going to love myself

from the inside out

starting with

me and my natural soul.

Education in America is a Freaking Joke (poem)

Education in America is a freaking joke
I need you to sit down and take note
As a teacher I can explain to you firsthand
The foolishness on which I must expand
About the career I’ve chosen
About what’s got me groanin’
Questioning the choices I’ve made
That’s brought me to this day
Where I have to explain
The craziness in which I am daily forced to partake

And I say again,
education in America is a freaking joke
I don’t mean to rain on or take away your hope
I just wanted to give you some insight
To explain to you this plight
About a system that no longer works
About a system plagued with anger, frustration, and hurt

In order to so-called “compete” with other nations
We’ve sacrificed the very essence of education
Because it’s all a sick, twisted game
Where teachers are always the ones left to blame
Teachers are rated on test scores
So now their lesson content has become a bore
Testing is seen as the only way to understand
The brilliance inside of a boy or girl’s head
The kids don’t respond because they know it’s no longer about them
The system’s not set up for them to win                                                                                                                                                     It serves to just further divide
A nation that seems set to commit suicide
No child left behind
Has left most of them struggling to find
A place where they belong, to fit in
A place where they, too, can feel like they can win

And what about the parents
Why isn’t this problem apparent
That their lack of participation
Only adds to the devastation
Why do they get to sit back with fingers pointed
And not realize how much they contribute to this disjointed
And broken system that makes no sense
How long will this insanity persist?

Come on America
When will we get it right?
When we will we stand up and fight?
We need to make the classroom a place
Where children have the chance to be great
To see what makes them special and unique
Without constant fear of a harsh and judgmental critique
Let’s teach them the lessons and values that they really need
Now just how to pick between answer choices A ,B ,C, and D
Help them to discover the talents they possess
Show them how to turn that into success
Help them to compete with themselves
Not just constantly compare them to someone else
Give the teachers creative freedom
And trust that they have enough wisdom
To guide their students to the next level
Without the stupid tools you use to measure
How “effective” they are when do what they do
And by the way,
Why don’t you let them do what you hired them to do? (more…)