Brianna Richard Poems

I lack morals, ethics, and respect they say.
I’ll never amount to anything.
I screwed up my life and never thought
Of the impending future.
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Never have I
Stopped to settle my quickening
Heart from running.
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You were sought out of boredom.
Though everything I was going through that night, I gave you my soul.
I opened up like the brilliant sun of a cool dawn and left you basking
In the hues of orange, red, and yellow that were my words.
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Grandpa smiles and grandpa tells
Me stories of how it was.
I listen while his wrinkled hands
Gently caress mine.
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The tears meander in and out as
Though they are a great river of relief-
An only outlet to
The rains of pain and the
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He’s stuck in winter by the woods
And I am stuck in spring.
He’s lost but content to be away
In the darkness, of death it seems,
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Float me off
Into a world unknown
A place where I can be beautiful
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I can make your tiny heartbeat audible to the world
And for the first time, your mother can see your tiny body dancing,
Turning, sucking.
I am thanked many times over for the miracle I have just performed and
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Running, walking, bleeding all over-
I dance and turn and float.
Lifted by a superior force,
I am alive only when provoked.
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Cooing quietly when grandpa’s around,
Running naked like a mad little clown.
Falling in love
And marriage to boot.
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