A Figure of Speech

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Time to discuss that elephant in the room.

It’s obvious you’re in a pickle.

The jig is up;

You’re back to square one.

You’ve put yourself in the jaws of death

And are stuck in a rut.

But really, you just need a wake-up call.

The answer is right under your nose.

Everything is just a chip on your shoulder.

Elvis has left the building,

And you’re beating a dead horse.

Don’t cry over spilt milk;

Grab a cup of joe

And move on with your life.

The past is in the past.

 

Let me cut to the chase.

I know it’s between a rock and a hard place

And you’ll be a fish out of water,

But it’s time the rubber hit the road.

People with hearts of gold

Are worth a dime a dozen.

Go for broke

And go out on a limb.

It’s better to live life to the fullest

Than have to throw in the towel.

Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth,

For every dark cloud has a silver lining.

The lost always get found.


*(Note: Yeah… There was a time when I found myself bored. So I wrote this. And I decided it was awesome. Because it is. And it was super fun to write. Yeah… Love me.)

Picture source: Two Sheets to the Wind

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Ode to a Gummy Bear

Colorful and yummy,
in a larger form cuddly,
you are always a gift to have.
Chewy and fruity,
my favorite of all candy,
second only to
chocolate.

imageYou often come
in a small, golden bag.
And you come with
many memories.

A big sister
in every way but blood
coming from a foreign land
with the gift of you
in that little golden bag.

A little boy
in a Disney movie
who lost his older brother
to a fire.
Who lost his parents before
even that.
Who fought with himself,
with depression,
with loss.
Who found himself
with the help of his friends
—his team—
and a giant marshmallow
robot.

imageAnd to me,
they mean me trying to
get better.
Making a deal with a friend
that if I figured something out,
I’d get some of you.
And so,
I got better.

It’s that friend giving me
only half a bag,
and us laughing over it,
and me missing her
because she left
for college.
And she lived her life
just as she needed to.

They’re an inside joke
between my best friend
and I.
Of sneaking stale blues and purples
and pretending to hate.
imageAlways pretend
because she’s always my friend.
I’ll never be alone,
never again.
I am surrounded by those
who care.

Oh Gummy Bear,
you mean more to me
than you should,
but I can’t bring myself
to care.
I’m just happy you exist.
Thank you
for everything.


*(Note: I have recently edited this ode, and now I’m quite satisfied with it. It’s a lot of reminiscing and gratitude, so I hope you enjoy!)

Picture sources: Mr. Munden’s Math Matters

A Beautiful Mess

Disorderly Chikadee

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My Name is Hope

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Pandora was thankful that I stayed.

The Norse are less kind in how I’m portrayed.

Those of Israel sing the anthem of me.

Snyder’s scale measures my degree.

Emily said that I have feathers.

I spring eternal in Pope’s endeavor.

A beautiful diamond carries my curse.

The swallow symbolizes my rebirth.

I comforted Christian in a Castle of doubt.

At the gates of hell, Dante laid me down.

I am a virtue of the Christian religion.

I’m also a campaign for a politician.

I am the point of the African coast.

I am undoubtedly and forever Hope.


*(Note: Here’s one of the poems I wrote while bored and messing around. It turned out a lot better than I had originally expected… And it was a lot of fun to write. If you ever get the chance, try to write a poem about your name, like this! I swear, it does work for any name, not just names that are also words!)

Picture source: lemerg.com

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