The Poet Who Didn't Know It
Stevie Laurice Rauls
One million thoughts, but nothing to say, so here’s a poem to start the day:
Things In Front of My Face Right Now
A blinking cursor,
Taunting me, inadequate.
A photo of grandpa,
Who lived life compassionate.
A plant reaching for light,
Desperate for a spin.
A game of chess,
I never win.
A perfect row of books,
With minor imperfections.
Candlesticks with bows on them,
To make a good impression.
Tic Tac Toe,
But only for show.
A clock loudly ticking,
Just letting me know.
Bar cart run dry,
An experimental discipline.
A drained cup of coffee,
Spiking my adrenaline.
Sunshine and birds,
Calling my name.
It’s time to get up,
And go play the game.
