| Page 26 The Poems of Terri Lyn Stanfield |
| "OK Readers, this one was written with tongue completely in cheek, it's meant as a joke, so please, no one get offended. I'm am about as far from being an egotist as it's possible to get. I dedicate this one to my friend Alex, who gave me the idea in the first place. " <g> Terri Lyn Stanfield Mighty Poet I am a mighty poet My words bring tears to eyes Yes, I am quite insightful And I'm witty and wise My prose is very touching My rhymes cause one to smile I direct your emotions And I know all the while That I hold you in my grasp And lead you as I will And for the time you're reading I tell you what to feel The pen I wield is mighty The words I write are strong But there is no need to fear I'd never steer you wrong I know you're just my puppets And you have no defense Against my masterful works Be they funny or tense So I always keep in mind That you are mine to mold And I take the greatest care So that when you behold The works of art I produce That you're not overwhelmed Yes, I'm conscientous Great poet that I am Copyright � 4/22/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
| Irresistible You know that what you're asking will kill my soul And you know, as you ask, that I will do it anyway Claiming all the time that you love me But how can that be true? When you're still so willing to destroy me? For that is what this will do I will lose my soul in the doing of this act And I will never be able to get it back But that is of no concern to you You care only that your desires are accomplished And I am helpless to deny your request I wish that I could just walk away But I am bound to you in ways that even I don't understand And so, I go knowingly to my damnation Led by the irresistible force that is you Copyright � 4/23/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
| The Bully I come on brash and strong Get right up in your face Bulldoze my way through life With little tact or grace I've been called a bully And things much worse than that And I can't deny it I've earned each epithet But all of it's an act Inside I'm scared and shy Though I don't let it show Cause I would rather die Than be thought weak or lame Let them think I'm cruel I can handle that rep And I'll add more fuel You may not understand How I can feel this way It takes one to know one And that's all I can say Copyright � 4/23/2001 Terri Lyn Stanfield All Rights Reserved |
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