Tempting Trouble's Tales

By Shannon Shields

My poetry is about my life experiences. I have been writing about me and my life and now I have decided to share a little of me with the world.

• Language: English
• Publisher: tempting trouble's tales
• Release date: Jul 9, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536593600

Book preview

A Gift

I am going to live

until

I die

so

from now let me say

my goodbyes.

I gave everything

I could spare

and

some that

I should not

have dared.

Not many thanks came

my way

but

I would still do it

again

to this very day.

I cared.

I loved.

I tried.

They never cared.

They never loved

but

they will lie

and

say they tried.

I no longer care.

I had it to share.

I gave freely

what was

freely given

to me.

What was shared

from

Heaven's Bounty.

It got scary.

I got scared.

Then I remembered

that He is there.

So they never changed me.

Into one of them.

Thank God I do not

live with that shame.

They never

made me forget

everything I ever had

was a Gift.

A Hungry Dog

A hungry dog is an angry dog.

Barking at nothing.

Absolutely nothing at all. 

From a tap of a tree on

the shutter.

To a cat jumping the gutter.

Barking at this

and

barking at that.

Mad because he can smell

chicken fat.

Mad because kibbles just

is not that.

Kibbles just is not greasy

gooey chicken fat.

He wants no pellets.

He wants only warm bloody

meat in his belly.

A hungry dog is an angry dog.

Up all night barking at

the fog.

A Puddle

I woke up

and

stubbed my toe.

It hurt so badly. 

Almost as badly as my heart.

I slipped in the tub.

Hit my leg on the bending part.

It hurt almost as badly as my heart.

Stumbled going down the stairs.

Tea burned my tongue.

And to think the day had just

begun.

Cut my finger slicing pears.

It all hurt so badly.

Almost as badly as my heart.

Tripped going out the door.

Fell to my knees

hitting the floor.

Walked down the street in

so much pain

but still the ache in my heart

remained the same.

The ache in my heart

outweighed

my pains in every other part.

A big man bumped me down.

People just walked around

me

there sitting on the ground.

An old lady helped me up

but under my weight she

bucked

and she fell on me

hitting

me hard with her knee.

It hurt so badly.

But in my heart a deeper pain

would just not part.

A kind man pulled the old lady

and

I to our feet.

I started back down the street.

And stepped right into a

puddle knee deep.

There I stood and started to cry

just like a little child.

A lady came over

and pulled me out.

Told me wipe my eyes

and

to stop pout.

I dried my tears.

Smiled to my ears.

And went on my way

grinning in pain.

Figured,

then and there,

I better

get used to

this painful life

without your being

here.

Walked on bravely

and

then I stumbled

thinking of you

and

broke my new shoe.

A Song of Sex

Sing