Poems from ryan.poniedzielski
Number One, you crack down with your whip,
but smile everyday.
You bring me into a world which I love,
A world that makes me think and...
I remember that day.
I sat in the park for my lunch break
just like every other day, but today was
Different.
As I sat alone on my...
We used to walk to school everyday together, my hand in your big strong palm
feeling the callused parts of your hands against my soft skin...
When we walk around in boxes all we see is feet.
All we hear is the distant echo of a voice we can't identify.
All we feel is the bump of...
It was written in my name,
but never in my hand.
So strong, these emotions
being poured out onto a page,
one worries for the true...