PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

waiting with the colors


Today I was anxious and in a rumble,

 but I tried to stay positive and not stumble.

I looked out the window and saw the blues, the grays, whites and greens,

 then I thought how neat, looking out the window made me stay free,

and optimistic, and not the opposite.

I was nervous for my family meeting ,

but I waited so that I could be happy,

not panicky or jumpy,

but smiling at the colors around me.

©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone.

988 Suicide & Crisis Lifeline — call or text 988, 24/7. Crisis Text Line — text HELLO to 741741.

vcampbell425

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

Comments are closed for this poem.