Honest Thoughts #1

by Poet on the Piano   May 19, 2013


Dr. Pepper is my weakness,
especially when it's in large styrofoam cups
from a multi-serving fountain
and the sizzling of the carbonation makes
my head turn around to ask
'who's that?'.
-

I feel pathetic for walking into a convenience
store in a grey lettered hoodie (when it's 84
degrees outside, and yes, I just checked).
-

Lately, I've been haunted by my small town,
more so by the amount of people who know me.
Sometimes I want to escape to the forestry right
outside Seattle, Washington, or even in the snow globe
of another world- New York.
This is all so I can at least 'feel' free, not have
to cover up and risk with sweaty brows the chance
someone could recognize me
and see what I've become.
-

My hand always finds Snyder's pretzels,
after all, I just bought more yesterday, 2 for 5 dollars?
I couldn't pass that bargain up.
Whenever I'm bored, I chew the salted squares,
chew chew chew, picking the mazes up using
my left hand. Only.
-

My pointer finger on my right hand has about
an inch of a layer of skin peeled off and I don't know
how; I just noticed it this morning but it burns
when I run my hands under the cool faucet.
-

I'm wearing a flashy fake diamond watch given to me
by a family friend.
I got it as a birthday present among three other colored
watches, all the same watch, she said to give me more
options to style my outfits with. I normally don't color
code (anything)
My mom ended up telling me they were only a few bucks each.
-

Back to my addiction I only scratch my throat with
every few months- Dr. Pepper.
It's starting to taste like syrup,
I should have just bought a bottle.

-Written 5/19/13 @ 3:28 pm
- So I'm in a bit of a random, rambling mood & I got this idea from the spoken word poet Rudy Francisco, and the poem/list he made.... I think he said his took years, so this is not encompassing my whole life, just how I feel right now, in the moment. Eventually, when I've lived for a good 20 or 30 years and I have grown and matured a lot more, I want to write a big "My Honest Poem" about life in general, and have it be a few pages long. Anyway, thanks for reading

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  • 11 years ago

    by Autumn Leaves

    I find this tale very interesting, I've always admire those who could be themselves, I find bravery in such ones. I think that we all have little things that makes our lives more meaningful whether it be a can of soda, coffee, or a person or thing. I think this write is neat and I like how you speak of exploring the world outside the state you're in.

    Great write....AL

  • 11 years ago

    by Courageous Dreamer

    This is quite the interesting concept, I love where you get your ideas! I really could relate to what you were saying about how you'd rather be elsewhere like a big city or something because you've been stuck in your little town all your life, to the point where it seems you know everyone. I can see the maturity here because you wish to go out of your comfort zone and live in a city, do something you've never done. However it did surprise me that you wish to cover yourself up and hide who you've become, you'd think you would want to show the world who you are today. Makes me think a bit!

    Even though the Dr. Pepper thing was random, like intended, it was interesting because that's also a part of you, your weakness, it tells us a little quirky fact about you that many may not know.

    I do see this as an honest poem though, you did well with it. I'm curious if you continue this what else you have to say :)

  • 11 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    This is a really good idea, even though you got the idea elsewhere, the thoughts are your own, our lives are full of random stuff but it means something to us. In the moment, we need to clear our head, and our rambles can be really powerful.

    I myself cannot live without Dr Pepper, if I could have it on tap, that would be awesome, it's the second best thing to alcohol!

    And the part about wearing hoodies and sweaters when it's warm, I get that, and that statement itself is powerful, simple but sums up so much.

    I really enjoyed reading this, and I always enjoy reading your poetry and writes, always blows me away.

    Much love, x

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