Poem 1

The holidays always hit harder for me, especially Thanksgiving and Christmas. It has been one thousand and thirty-nine days since I left my family and every year I crave my mother’s presence. I miss her scent and her cooking. I miss the comfort she gives me while she caresses my hair, cheeks, and face. I used to take her little burst of random hugs for granted but when I’m down that’s all I think about. People say distance makes the heart grow fonder, but I never knew I would miss my mom to the point my heart aches. That morning you called me, I was selfish. Only to find out, you were ill and was staying at the hospital. I apologize for not being reliable when you needed me. I will be better and I hope you take care of your well being. My best friend, my diary, and my mother all in one I will see you soon in thirty-eight days and a wake up.

Poem 2

I walked pass your old house last week

Your mom was watering the flowers

I couldn’t help but listen and peek

How did our seconds turn to hours

We once was so high like the sky

Dean Martin continues to play

Now i sing to myself and cry

Repeatedly I tell you to stay

Like the weed we smoked on the roof

There was nobody else like you

Shoot me once, twice but I’m bulletproof

All I wanted was an “I love you too”

 

Poem 3

Heartbreakphoria

The feeling of strong denial that you are heartbroken, devastated, and hurt but it’s so strong that you trick your heart and mind that you’re perfectly happy, content, and trying to sleep with other people.

Poem 4

Eyes open

Yawns

Twirls in circles

Scratches butt

Sniff, sniff, sniff

Jumps to see my human

Sniff, sniff, sniff

Smells little butt

Waddles over to drinking bowl

Dribble, dribble, dribble

Waddles over to human again

Pouts and whines

Receives pets from human

Sniffs and licks human

Human walks over and pours me food

Waddles and jumps happily

Inhales food

Nyam, nyam, nyam

The morning of being a dog