Elena Plotkin


Elena Plotkin Poems

81. The Look On Your Face Says It All 8/13/2014
82. The Old Age Creak 1/21/2014
83. The Only Two People In The World 8/17/2013
84. The Only Two People In The World (Male Version) 3/4/2014
85. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Rapunzel 7/18/2013
86. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Beauty & The Beast 7/18/2013
87. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Sleeping Beauty 7/18/2013
88. The Truth Behind The Fairy Tale Snow White 7/18/2013
89. The Visitor 8/17/2013
90. The Wolf At The Door 8/27/2013
91. There Will Always Be A Place For You At My Table 8/16/2013
92. They Told Me To Laugh When I Was Crying 2/12/2015
93. Thoughts And Actions 4/20/2016
94. Thoughts Of Death 8/5/2016
95. Tiger, Tiger (Not Kipling) 2/21/2014
96. Time Is A Runner 7/8/2013
97. To Be 6/11/2013
98. To Err Is Human 9/8/2014
99. To The Future President 1/4/2016
100. To The Love Sick 3/2/2016
101. To The Meddler 5/19/2016
102. To The Spouse Of My Ex-Spouse 2/5/2016
103. To The Teacher 11/22/2013
104. To The Terrorists 12/8/2015
105. To The Whiner 5/17/2016
106. To The Womanizer 12/5/2013
107. Too Young To Know 7/21/2013
108. Truly Repentant 2/21/2014
109. Vegan 6/4/2013
110. We The People 2/5/2016
111. Welcome To My Perfume Parlour 12/5/2013
112. What A Way To Go! 7/23/2014
113. What Binds Your Heart To Mine 2/2/2016
114. What Hell Is This? 6/24/2013
115. When Looks Can Kill 9/25/2014
116. Who Will 12/31/2013
117. Why Is The Ocean So Salty? 8/14/2013
118. Writers Of Yore 8/27/2013
119. Your Daddy Still Loves You 6/17/2016
120. You'Re Lucky You Got What You Got! 2/12/2015
Best Poem of Elena Plotkin

Banana

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.

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Thoughts Of Death

Thoughts of death come on swift,
Like a tightly clenched fist.
If the wound is deep,
blood will seep.
If the thoughts linger,
there'll be an itchy trigger finger.
If the thoughts grow louder,
there'll be plenty of gun powder.
If the thoughts grow quiet,

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