10 Things I Say Yes To! To meeting Henry Rollins
To see Jerome out of Juvenile Hall
To go see Eli in South Carolina
Never going to school unless I want to
Have my own house
To still keep my friends here when I move back to Santa Rosa
How Pain Looks! Pain looks like a person when depressed, like a failer when trying to do the best.
Pain looks like when you are so embarrassed, you are going to die, but then you think it will be all right you think with a sigh!
But pain will always have a feeling, it comes at the worst of times, You dread it you hate it, "Pain, go away!"
"What pain looks like!"
"Homeless" I hate it when I have
to live in shelters, I went
to a new school this year
I made friends fast this
time. I hate it when I'll
be having a conversation
and one of my friends
will go "Where do you
live." I don't want to
say I don't live anywhere
I live in a "Homeless" shelter.
Also I know if I said
I live in a homeless
shelter people will look
at me like I have
a deadly contagious disease.
Being homeless is embarrassing
it sucks, keep it together.
Sad! It makes me sad
to think that my only
friend is Juvenile Hall
I miss him,
come back soon,
make the best of it,
Try not to get sad.
It's a drag
I just got home
School is a drag,
I don't like homework,
I made some friends,
It is not the same,
I miss Jerome, Eli, and
Kevin
It's a drag
The World The world is wonderful,
the world is mean,
But most of all the world
is free,
It's free for you, it's free for me,
But then again the world is
harsh can't you see.
As I write this I think of
"Alice in Wonderland," where
is this wonderland,
I got to know where it is,
I demand,
It's far away I know that
for sure,
Most people think that I'm
absurd.
It has to exist, It has to
I know this where is this
place this wonderful place
of bliss,
This place of songs, this place of peace,
where people don't know right from wrong.
Or bad from good.
It's Hard It's hard to live like
this, never know, you never
know.
It's impossible to live a month here, a week
there.
They say that there are some things you have
to try once in a lifetime,
but this should never be experienced
Being Homeless!
When you're homeless
it seems like an eternity,
that you'll never be
stable.
You should never have
to be homeless,
"NEVER!"
No Sense! I remember being cold
writing poems under the
trees.
I remember that it's hard
to concentrate when
you're cold.
I remember not wanting
to go back to school
because you go to a
new school and make new
friends then move. It's
a drag.
I remember, I remember...
Time #1
I set my clock back,
I ran to the store, I ran back,
I had a pain in my side,
I sat down, time was up, the
hour glass had run out.
Time #2
Time was running away,
I couldn't catch it, faster, faster,
time is slipping away,
By the time you figure out
the concept of time, it has
gone on to be "Time" for
the next generation.
Times gone, times past,
Times never coming back
Poems by Vicki O'Banion
The Bus
Sitting on the corner
Waiting, waiting for that
Damn bus
My kids are screaming
And acting like, well, hell
You know
Finally here it comes
So I hurry to pick
Up my bags and yell for
My kids to get over here
And do you believe that
Bus driver, that damn bus
Driver, drove by and
Gave his seat of sign
That the bus was full
So I dropped my bags
And looked at my
Kids and yelled no no
Waiting for that
Damn bus that damn
Bus on Petaluma Blvd.
Here's to COTS!
I want to thank you
and here is why
you have help me come
out of living a lie
you gave me back
my self esteem, you
even let me cry and
scream,
you have given
my children
a safe place
to live and
all the love a
person can give
so here to COTS
hooray!
hooray!
(We love ya COTS)
that's all we can
say.
I Believe
I Believe
In my Children
Loud music
A
fast car
Romance
And lot of T.L.C.
I Believe
In a Beautiful Day
A smile on the face
of my magnificent three
lots of laughter
a picnic lunch
at a park any park
listening to birds sing
and button blue fly
and what I believe is
Today
Shawna
I sit up at night
Talking to my daughter
How concerned she is about
her mama.
My sweet Shawna
My sweet Shawna
Please don't worry
And don't you ever fret
We're OK babe I promise
You that
So close your eyes
And go to sleep
And dream and dream
And dream
My sweet Shawna
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Blue sky's mellow
music, soft talk, kids
running and playing
shawna my daughter
she's so big and beautiful
and becoming a teenager
Oh no! A teenager. I I
My line backer, Rachel
my little hellion just like
mom my Aunt said
What a family I have
three beautiful children I have
then there is Jerry
my ol man we have
this love hate relationship
we love to hate each other
that's what we always say
I don't know why
I have a Cancer, also
and two Aries, and what
is left a Libra!!
Castles
Castles large
and
Beautiful
But yet
lonely
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Paint a Picture
So I can see
A pretty picture it
Might be lots
Of colors and lots
Of pizzazz. Paint
Me a picture so
I have have
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