Doubt Poems
Wooden You
by Mac Mayo
This broken brain of mine projects
a six-foot, shadowed silhouette
of a puppet, strung-out and plucked
by someone who looks and sounds
exactly how I may too often seem.
The void inside me quickly over-swells,
and strange skin transforms to spread
while I am left alone to wither.
Shapeless and hollow, that pit,
......
Running
by Tash Jane
Do you suffer loneliness at night?
Keep a hold
Are you stirred, shattered and shy?
Don't let it go
Is there any doubt when the hurt, the hurt it does you proud?
Draw circles round the targets,
Look how far you've came.
With bare feet, keep running
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Burden
by Pauline Grey
A text for her birthday, a text for mine
Long digital letters once every few months
To catch up on how we’re doing.
Wishes for Christmas and the New Year.
Who could guess that she’s the most important person in my life?
If I text her more, will she get tired of me?
Is she… already tired of me?
She says she’s excited to see me. But what if she’s not?
What if she just doesn’t want to hurt my feelings
......
Doubts
by Ken Ripley
Why do you doubt that the sun in the sky
Is the same as the stars at night?
Why do you doubt that the grass is green
And the heavens are sunny and bright?
Why do you doubt that children are small
And like to peel bread from the crust?
And why do you doubt the God up above
And where will you place your trust?
Wenn das Morgen nicht kommt
by Mario Odekerken
Wenn das Morgen nicht kommt,
bleibt die Stille des Jetzt,
ein Atemzug,der schwebt und verweilt,
ohne Eile, ohne Ziel.
Gedanken lösen sich, wie Nebel im Morgengrauen,
zerfließen in Erinnerungen,die sanft verblassen,
Momente, die wir festhielten, wie Sand in der Hand,
und doch, sie entgleiten,ein jedes Korn.
......
Wenn das Morgen nicht kommt
by Mario Odekerken
Wenn das Morgen nicht kommt,
bleibt die Stille des Jetzt,
ein Atemzug,der schwebt und verweilt,
ohne Eile, ohne Ziel.
Gedanken lösen sich, wie Nebel im Morgengrauen,
zerfließen in Erinnerungen,die sanft verblassen,
Momente, die wir festhielten, wie Sand in der Hand,
und doch, sie entgleiten,ein jedes Korn.
......
The seed of doubt
by Jesse Young
Don't put off today.
Could be the last hooray.
Don't over think,
Don't start to sink.
Don't sow the seed of doubt.
Don't let it sprout.
It will begin to shout!
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Doubts
by Ken Ripley
Why do you doubt that the sun in the sky
Is the same as the stars at night?
Why do you doubt that the grass is green
And the heavens are sunny and bright?
Why do you doubt that children are small
And like to peel bread from the crust?
And why do you doubt the God up above
And where will you place your trust?
Burden
by Pauline Grey
A text for her birthday, a text for mine
Long digital letters once every few months
To catch up on how we’re doing.
Wishes for Christmas and the New Year.
Who could guess that she’s the most important person in my life?
If I text her more, will she get tired of me?
Is she… already tired of me?
She says she’s excited to see me. But what if she’s not?
What if she just doesn’t want to hurt my feelings
......
Wooden You
by Mac Mayo
This broken brain of mine projects
a six-foot, shadowed silhouette
of a puppet, strung-out and plucked
by someone who looks and sounds
exactly how I may too often seem.
The void inside me quickly over-swells,
and strange skin transforms to spread
while I am left alone to wither.
Shapeless and hollow, that pit,
......
