Biography of Danielle Bettke
I am currently taking a writing course at college, I have decided to submit my poems that I write for school here in hopes for some constructive feedback.
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Danielle Bettke Poems
Constantly they check twice, Their fate is never changing, People come and go, objects move back and forth, The door swings open, shut and open again,
12 Teeth Later
I lay on the operating table, In a flimsy paper dress. Doctors run around, Trays rattle,
I watch my breath leave my body, Swinging my legs, Back and forth, The quiet of the night,
Delicious Dating Dilemmas
Shopping is an emotional rollercoaster. You know what you want, You may get distracted, You could make a list,
A flower only cries when it rains because no one can comes out to see its beauty. Flowers need sun, light, fresh air and clear skies, Because people only appreciate its beauty. What happens when the flower is cut? Sliced but not killed.
Stay in bed, curled up, motionless, focusing only on your breathing, Looking up, seeing white, seeing texture, seeing nothing. Getting up, getting dressed, slowly, focusing only on how the clothes slide against your skin, Making coffee, smelling sweetness, focusing only on the drip, drip, drip,
Standing still, looking forward and confused, the men cry and hug and blame, Fists raised in anger, screaming and charging into the darkness, Where their time may come to an end, through the light of the tunnel, Men crawl and pant, struggling to see past the brightness,
I watch my breath leave my body,
Swinging my legs,
Back and forth,
The quiet of the night,
The end of the storm.
Warm sweetness slides down,
And warms my hands,