Ramona Thompson- Two Poems

Bitch Viper

 

Think you're so bad ass

Little girl

Play acting

In the grown up world

Don't know the meaning of class

All you wanna do is stomp your foot

Act up in a rage

Show your ass

And the true fool you are

 

Low down

Snake in the grass

You're all bark

Got no real bite or life skills

You sell your body

You sell your soul

Just to please a man

What kinda example is that for your son?

 

I got your number

I know the real deal you

The monster

Under the mask

Baby girl you can't hide

You're low

So low

Crawling

Quit standing there

In mock outrage

Trying to sass

The truth is out at last

And now there's no going back

Not for either of us

 

Time to grow up

Back up off that attitude

Cause ain't nobody around here

Gonna take your trash talk anymore

We're done

And so are you

Spoiled fit throwing

Foot stomping

Hulk ragin'

This is the real world

And little girl you're gonna have to learn

Learn your place

As a woman in it

Before it's too late

And nobody wants you around anymore

 

2015 Ramona Thompson

 

 

 

The Dead Snake In My Milkshake

 

I don't know why

You're always so glum

Raining thunder on my parade

Whenever I'm happy

You get angry

Lost in a black rage

Trying to drag me

Ever deepr

Into your darkness

Just like a hungry beast

In a cave

My sadness is your food

 

My life would be

The sweetest desert

If not for you

Always there

Always on my ass

24/7

Pitching a fit

Causing a scene

Devoured by your own regrets

You seek always it seems

To make my life

One giant living Hell

With you cast the satanic queen

 

My dreams have become

A living nightmare

My successes

Sour in my mouth

Your demonic sun

Burns me to ashes

I was a rising Phoenix

Till you cut me off

At the wings

Never before felt so unloved

So betrayed and afraid

 

How can we stay friends?

When more and more

You make me feel

As if you are my worst enemy

Love for you

So rapidly fading

Starting to think

If I ever wanna be free

If I ever wanna be truly happy

In my life

I must cut the ties

And leave behind

No matter how much it hurts

The dead snake in my milkshake

 

2015 Ramona Thompson

 

 

 

Ramona Thompson has been writing for more then 20 years. Her past publishing credits include Dead Snakes, Calvary Cross, This Ain't No Rodeo, Howl, and many more.

 

Fans/readers may find her on facebook or her e-mail reddstar111@gmail.com