Elena Plotkin

Elena Plotkin Poems

1. Sorrow 2/21/2014
2. Foolishly Bet 2/21/2014
3. Truly Repentant 2/21/2014
4. What A Way To Go! 7/23/2014
5. The Look On Your Face Says It All 8/13/2014
6. Happy Valentine's Day 2/13/2014
7. Mom's Little Feet And Little Hands 5/8/2014
8. A Spring In My Step 2/12/2015
9. To Err Is Human 9/8/2014
10. Divorce 4/8/2014
11. Who Will 12/31/2013
12. Best Friends Forever 2/3/2014
13. Auguste Rodin In The Usa 2/13/2014
14. To The Teacher 11/22/2013
15. Orange 12/11/2013
16. To Be 6/11/2013
17. Cutting Away At My Heart 8/6/2013
18. There Will Always Be A Place For You At My Table 8/16/2013
19. The Wolf At The Door 8/27/2013
20. Before We Met 8/27/2013
21. Writers Of Yore 8/27/2013
22. Dear Mother Dear 4/25/2015
23. How Can You 7/16/2015
24. Heyyy! Why Is Life So Mean? 2/12/2015
25. Baby, I'M Ready To Live The Fantasy 3/13/2015
26. Oblivion 6/18/2013
27. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Snow White 7/18/2013
28. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Sleeping Beauty 7/18/2013
29. Love And Marriage 7/26/2013
30. I Came Here By Taxi 12/24/2013
31. They Told Me To Laugh When I Was Crying 2/12/2015
32. I Want To Be The Man In The Relationship 3/24/2015
33. Every Time I'M Out About Town 8/28/2013
34. Lost Connection 8/15/2013
35. Revenge And Spite 8/2/2013
36. I Shan'T Ever Forget Thee 7/15/2013
37. Crimes Of The Century 2/21/2014
38. When Looks Can Kill 9/25/2014
39. The Old Age Creak 1/21/2014
40. Response To 'I'M Going On Military Leave' 2/21/2014
Best Poem of Elena Plotkin


I grew up with a bunch of others,
Just me with my sisters and brothers.
When I was younger, I was green and tough,
But as I grew older, I discovered life could be rough.
I changed and grew softer, some called me yellow.
But I was no coward, just a very cautious fellow.
Because where I come from you never know the day,
That your whole family gets eaten or just carted away.

Read the full of Banana

What Hell Is This?

What Pain is this that never seems to go away,
but only grows stronger and more acute each day?

What Scars are these that never seem to fade,
but only reopen anew without aid of any blade?

What Nightmares are these that never seem to stop,
but only proceed to sprout up like some bumper crop?

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