The Unfair Visitor (Migraine)

I hate migraines.
They don’t tell you
when they are coming,
and they never knock.

Instead you get an unwanted visitor
who is rude, loud, and causes pain.

It’s not fair
Who’d want that kind of visitor
coming again? 

Stupid migraine! 

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton 

Nerve Pain

You cling to me like cellophane,
wrapping yourself around myself
with your electric forked tongue,
as you drag each of my neurons
out into the world; exposed they are,
as I am left to feel their nakedness and chills.
I feel their bite and electric fields.
their pain has become my friend.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

Climate Change

You watched me grow,
my colors shined like diamonds,
but you forgot about me.
You forgot how fragile I can be,
now I have fallen at your feet,
yet you can’t see me.

My tides break, My shores quake,
and my coral fray washing away
with the waves.

Climate change can be a serious thing,
it’s up to you how it changes.

You think you’re so small?
You think you don’t cause change?
Oh how ignorant you are,
you are too blind to see,
you even effect me.

Just because you can’t see something
doesn’t change if that something is real.
Just because you can’t feel something
doesn’t make it less physical.

You think you are insignificant?
Then look closer at your life,
for even now
you’re affecting your surroundings
just by being here.

Is that not the point to living;
to experience and grow with
those experiences?

Well I am serious
we need to make a change.

Our Earth needs us to wake up
and take notice of what we need to do
to help her to keep growing
and stop life from dying.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

Visual Poem ( A Beating Life Lived Hard)

A Beating Life Lived Hard Poem

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

I made the owl awhile back. I decided to use it for the poem because it goes so well with the subject of the poem. I put “don’t quit” on the owls belly. 😊

Happiness 

Happiness is not a condition,
Happiness is not a journey,
Happiness is not something that just is,
Happiness can not be given.

Happiness is a choice,
Happiness is part of the journey,
Happiness is welcomed,
but only you can open the door.

Happiness is waiting for you;
like your shadow, it is always there
but you don’t notice it until you look down.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

Love & Struggles

One day it hit,
You can feel it pounding,
beating at your door.

Sometimes it aches,
other times it quakes
it leaves creaks in the wall.

Sometimes it brings flowers,
other times it brings garbage,
it also leaves heartache,
and dirt on the floor.

It leaves clothes lying
on the floor,
leaves keys hanging
from the door,
but never forgets your name,
or your favorite color.

It can choke, scratch,
and scares you for life.

You will never be alone
as long as love is there
for you to hold
all through the night.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

A Silent Mind Never Writes 

In the silence of the night
I am found writing down
my thoughts.

When all is quite my mind is yelling,
begging me to write.

So I write poetry all night.

For a silent mind never writes,
I do not have a quite mind.

I scrach and smear my ink
across this bolg,
I am not shy;
I love to share my ink
with the world when all
sleeps silently and sweat.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton 


Spelling

I should call the people who can’t stand spelling errors,
the spelling police.

Let me ask you this,
How would you feel if I spelt your
without an e,
When I meant to say you are,
would you get pissed?
Oh sorry, not.

I am not sorry,
I do not really care what you think about my spelling errors.

Why dont we make you a spelling bee crown,
and you can prance around
saying weee look at me
I am a proud spelling bee troll.
There’s no honey for me
wee wee wee all the way home.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

I wrote this because
I am fed up with rude people
who tell me how horrible
I am because I make a few
spelling errors.

I share my poetry with another
community and this one person is rude telling me I am horrible
because of one spelling error.

They don’t even give me
the correct spelling,
instead they start trolling.

I don’t mind if someone told me
I have a spelling error,
but you could be polite
and give me the correct spelling and then move on.

Just keep swimming,
just keep swimming,
Dora got it right.

Unconditional Love

As bright as the sun
you burst into my life,
You cause the smudges to
fade away.

You become like the brush
and I the artists hand,
we craft beautiful art together
under the rising sun.

We both burst into stars,
as I follow you into the chaos
of loving unconditionally.

love doesn’t always end
with a beautiful dance.

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton

The Shady Roses 

Never trust a rose,
they might seem pretty;
until they prick you with their thorns.



You might like it
if I were shady like you.
Maybe then you won’t judge me
like you do.

Though that doesn’t change
who I am,
not unless I choose
to be shady like you.

Though I would rather be a daisy,
then a rose with a bloody stem.

The roses can’t make up their minds,
do they like the sunshine
or the shade?

I want freedom to grow
wherever I plant my roots.

I don’t care about being trimmed
or proper in the end.

Let my stem grow tall
and my roots grow deeper in,
so that I can become stronger
still and support my friends.

That’s all. 🐝

🌻

© 2017 Amanda D Shelton