FLOWERY RANT - DIFFICULT TIME ADOLESCENTS IS

What the Hell is "poetry rant?"

Poetry Rant is poetry with a moral message, that's in your face aspect. As true to my style of writing at times, I try to embed multiple verses with different voices, different styles. This gives depth and multiple perspectives, to the same poem. 

They say honesty is the best policy, but whom? I guess it depends on perspective. Like when we shelter our kids from the cruelty of the real world are we protecting them? Well, we should as the world as it is beautiful and inspirational, it also is dangerous especially to those who are naive. So that being said wouldn't that be a contraction to what I just said? hmmm... Protecting the naive by sheltering and staying naive, funny how parents are, I included.

Reading the CNLighthouse Keeper Blog on "Is it Bad to Shelter Your Children?" and I loved the witty comment of sheltering her kids! lol good one. On a serious note, I do agree that it does depend on your own values to what you expose your kids to or at what stage in their lives. As well parents have to take into consideration the child too, they may not be ready to lose their innocence. In short no book to raising kids, so just wing it and love them.

FLOWERY PETALS 
NOW GROWN UP.
 (GETTING NOTICED)

PETALS IN BLOOM
FULL AND EXQUISITE.
(LOOKING FINE)

FLAUNTING BEAUTY
PATIENTLY WAITING
FOR POLLINATION.
(TEASING THE BOYS).

FROM HIM TO HIM
TO HER AND THEM
DON'T MIND THEM ALL.
(HAVING A GOOD TIME)

BLOWING IN THE WIND
STREAM OF COLOUR
SEEDS ACROSS THE HORIZON.
(FORGETTING PROTECTION)

LANDING WHERE THE MAY
STREAM DRYS UP
COPULATE AND POPULATE.
(SIX WEEKS PREGNANT)

I know that my days in high school were not the best days as I sure most can agree. It is a social experiment mixed with hormones, awkwardness and everything in between. 



Personally, I was a loner, who was ridiculed and picked because of what I wore, and at the time I was very shy to say at the least, probably of the reticule. Later in my high school years, I hung out with a group (Mike, Curtis, Paul, Brandon, Joel and Ryan to name of few), but never really fit in, because I never hung out with them a lot after school. Yet I felt safe in numbers, so I stayed. It was not till in my last year living on my own that I realized I had a plan, became motivated and was focused, which in turn gave me a new-found confidence.
At the end of it all I want my children to know that they are so important and that I am here for them. I know you will screw up, I may get mad, but sometimes it not at you but myself for not preventing you from getting hurt. Yet it happens and that is life. Dust yourself off, try again, and succeed. Love you.

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