Bullied Poem
C’mon guys
Stop
Guys really
Please
Don’t
Guys c’mon
Stop
No
Don’t
Give it back
Guys
I said stop
Just
Stop it ok
Guys
C’mon
I’m not kidding
Don’t
No
It’s not funny
Stop
Really
I need that
Ok guys
What?
Oh c’mon
Why
Why are you doing this?
What did I do?
No no
Please don’t
No
Don’t
Ow
Stop
That hurts
Don’t
I’ll tell
Ow
I swear
I’m gonna tell
Just stop
Please
Guys
No
Stop
Ow
Billy
I hate you
Crazy Cat Lady
I’m a crazy cat lady
I nail crazy cat stuff to the church bulletin board
And take refuge under the sheets
Of the ghost I will become
Like a cat, when I die, you’ll understand
That the soul lives forever
But it thrives in captivity
Hockey Poem
I’m playing hockey
I’m number 87
The crowd is going crazy
They’re throwing stuff on the ice
It’s so loud I can’t hear coach yelling at me
Time is running out
Soon, I will be champion
Soon, I will pour champagne
Into coach’s sad eyes
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Andrew Weatherhead lives in Glens Falls, New York. He is the author of four collections of poetry, most recently Fudge from Publishing Genius Press.
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