Morgan+Griglione's+Poetry+Page



" A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.  " W. H. Auden

all shiny, golden, finally you're mine.
__The Trophy’s Serenade __ Wooden case You hold me pride, Hear my praise

I fill you with excellence All shiny and gold. You showcase me well.

Wooden case My peaceful home You capture Hope Dreams And accomplishments All on your own.

You are my mother Hen, Holding me close to heart.

Wooden case Valued so close to me Although others Pass you by,

I don’t

We will never be apart.

Wooden case Forever I’m yours; And you’re forever Mine.

__ Wooden Case’s response __ I have dents and bruises; my cry no one can hear. Beaten and broken describes me Damaged, injured, in a puddle of tears I have dents and bruises; my cry no one can hear.

In the hallway where young hearts stay near Traveling like fish filled with glee. I have dents and bruises; my cry no one can hear. Beaten and broken describes me.

__Two Voice Poem__ How do I tell her? How do i tell him? I can't do this anymore How did this happen? In a couple of months we'll be two thousand miles away. New girls will be everywhere. How is it going to be a year from now? Does she see things the way I do? How is he going to react to this?

Can we make it work?

This is the toughest decision of my life.

I don't know what to do... What do I say? How do I say it? Will he be supportive of my problem? I hope she understands.

All I want is for us to be All I want is for us to be happy happy. But there is no But there is no way she'll be happy to hear way he'll be happy to hear this. this.

I just have to tell him. Now's the time to tell her

I want to break up. I'm pregnant.



__Remember Me (Ballad)__ ("Walk Away" by Paula Deanda)

Do you remember way back when? It was me and you. We’d promise forever, And I thought it was true.

We spent days watching movies And playing video games. All the time we had shared, Now you walk past me like you never even cared.

What happened to those moments when you took my breath away? I don’t know where they went; I thought they would stay. But that’s the past now, Over and done, I suppose it was you just having your fun.

Don’t you remember the days when you called me yours? Now you walk with a girl on each arm, Like it’s a chore; Like I was never a part of a your life, You just got up and left right out the door.

Sometimes I wonder if you were even worth my time. Was me loving you really that much of a crime? The memories we had are now off in the dust, Pushed to the side, now sitting in rust. []