Robert+Nurse

"Poetry is the most direct and simple means of expressing oneself in word." - Northrup Frye


 * __Ode__**

there were times where i never thought it could fit it there were time where i thought the color would not be right there were times they did not match my outfit at all there were times that i though i needs some new ones

there were times when they smelled the worst there were times where i didn't have enough money to get new ones there were time where i would stand in the window and say, "mom i want those" and now theres now

now i buy my own sneakers i spend money on them when i look back i see how sneakers are so great now


 * __My Grandfather__**

The pain that was within wanted to release from my body like fish jumping out of the water the pain was there it was there every day since he left me pains in my stomach and in my spine it eels as if i have been hit by a train hour by hour and day by day it hurts to see him not there not there telling the stories that he told telling me that everything was going to be okay when i sat next to him in the hospital that day a say in my room on my bed and i looked at the ceiling and tried to think the walls stared back they are just sitting there like he was by brightly colored room began to fade like clothes that were washed to many times everything was now color less my life still my life fading my grandfather gone