Up Til Now | Teen Ink

Up Til Now

March 9, 2022
By bslavens05 BRONZE, Vancouver, Washington
bslavens05 BRONZE, Vancouver, Washington
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

I am from windy westward coasts

With choppy, gleaming waves

That glow in memory 

As wisps but never wavering


Salt and sun with sap and dew 

Dancing down stone dappled paths

And digging, steady, for no sure reason

Long locks, luminously stained

Define me

As wisps but never wavering 


Too many girls, growing loud

Gangs of us, galloping to our own kingdom

Always the oldest, the greatest, most learned

‘Look after them’ echoing omnipotent

Peacemaker on purpose, pulling along

Define me  

As wisps but never wavering


I come from hand me downs from strangers

Secondhand to then sell

Chlorine soaked car seats, chipped nails

Daytime offices, decaf

Flip flops, flip flop

Back and forth, from between two worlds

Where you are neither and both

Remaining in suspense

As wisps but never wavering


The author's comments:

This poem is about memories and how they mold you, and how the present is a product of the past. 


Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.