by Alex Gross
This is the time when I text you
I’m bored in this hallway all alone.
I need to see your familiar smiley face emoticon
But you’re not here,
Where Are You?
This is the time when you call me.
I hear your little voice:
“We’re here, Alex, I Love You.”
But now all I hear is the emptiness,
The quiet that could kill a man.
Because you’re not here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I teach you.
Mom has been giving me hell.
“Don’t be like me, Sis.” I tell you.
“Maybe you still have a chance at
Being what they want.”
You are what they want,
Everybody wants you.
That is when you’re here,
Where are you?
This is the time when I protect you.
The kids at school have been giving you hell
Again.
I tell you the stories of when I wore those shoes.
One of them goes too far,
I threaten him, I know how to scare young children.
I take you away, dry your tears.
Tell you it will be okay.
When you come back,
Where are you?
Mom is mad at you again.
She puts way too much pressure on you.
I know better than anyone.
You messed up again, like we all do
It’s not Mom’s fault that she forgot what it’s like.
That tends to happen when you destroy yourself as she did in mothering us.
Actually it was I who destroyed her,
You were the Miracle Baby.
But she forgot, nothing personal.
It’s because you’ve been here so long.
But not now, so tell me
Where are you?
Alex Gross
Copyright ©:
2010 by Alex Gross
A few random poems:
- In Praise Of England poem – Alfred Austin
- Man In Black by Sylvia Plath
- Юлия Друнина – Старая лента, обугленный лес
- Sonnet 7: Lo, in the orient when the gracious light by William Shakespeare
- Night At The Marina by Shreekumar Varma
- Константин Батюшков – Мадригал Мелине, которая называла себя нимфою
- On seeing Mrs. Kemble in Yarico by Robert Burns
- O Daedalus, Fly Away Home by Robert Hayden
- Robert Burns: My Girl She’s Airy: Fragment
- Olive Branch by Satish Verma
- Владимир Маяковский – Что может быть старей кустарей?.. (РОСТА №573)
- The Brook That Ran By Gramfer’s by William Barnes
- Robert Burns: Contented Wi’ Little And Cantie Wi’ Mair:
- Robert Burns: Extemporaneous Effusion: On being appointed to an Excise division.
- They Wondered Why the Fruit had Been Forbidden by W H Auden
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Fault by Sara Teasdale
- Enough by Sara Teasdale
- Dust by Sara Teasdale
- Doubt by Sara Teasdale
- Did You Never Know? by Sara Teasdale
- Debt by Sara Teasdale
- Come by Sara Teasdale
- But Not To Me by Sara Teasdale
- Buried Love by Sara Teasdale
- Blue Squills by Sara Teasdale
- Because by Sara Teasdale
- Barter by Sara Teasdale
- At Midnight by Sara Teasdale
- Alone by Sara Teasdale
- After Parting by Sara Teasdale
- After Love by Sara Teasdale
- A November Night by Sara Teasdale
- A Cry by Sara Teasdale
- To Youth by Sarojini Naidu
- The Soul’s Prayer by Sarojini Naidu
More external links (open in a new tab):
Doska or the Board – write anything
Search engines:
Yandex – the best search engine for searches in Russian (and the best overall image search engine, in any language, anywhere)
Qwant – the best search engine for searches in French, German as well as Romance and Germanic languages.
Ecosia – a search engine that supposedly… plants trees
Duckduckgo – the real alternative and a search engine that actually works. Without much censorship or partisan politics.
Yahoo– yes, it’s still around, amazingly, miraculously, incredibly, but now it seems to be powered by Bing.
Parallel Translations of Poetry
The Poetry Repository – an online library of poems, poetry, verse and poetic works
