You were not born a statue
Nor rooted like a tree.
You were born a wild one;
A spirit pure and free.
No cage should hold you captive.
No title should define.
You’re flexible and fluid,
So can change at any time.
With nothing set in stone
And so much to explore
Wander down a million paths
And rattle every door.
Never stop adventuring.
Embrace your inner child.
Stay fearless & stay curious.
Stay positive. Stay wild.
Stay Wild is a short poem about life by English poet, Ms Moem. © All rights reserved.
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You could gather a million treasures.
You could search from coast to coast.
The most valuable thing you’ll find
Is that family matters most.
Family Matters is a short poem about family by English poet, Ms Moem.
There’s been an undeniable truth
Since before we even existed;
Nothing ever stays the same.
Change cannot be resisted.
Irresistible is a short poem about change by English poet, Ms Moem.
A friend is pleased to see you.
Friendship is based on care.
A friend won’t leave you high & dry.
A true friend’s always there.
Friendship is a short poem about friendship by English poet, Ms Moem.
For more poems, why not check out some of my other posts!
Not Lonely Alone
Being lonely can be painful.
It causes the heart to sting
But physically being alone
Isn’t always the same thing.
Not Lonely Alone is a short poem about being alone by English poet, Ms Moem.
Fake To Take
A real friend feels good for the soul.
You never need a break.
A fake friend is a toxic drain
Who only knows how to take.
Fake To Take is a short poem about fake friends by English poet, Ms Moem.
Spread your wings,
It’s time to fly.
Make the leap.
Own the sky.
Own The Sky is a short poem about life by English poet, Ms Moem
She was ragged at the edges.
She’d seen much better days
But beauty isn’t surface deep;
There are so many other ways.
A short poem about beauty by Ms Moem.
When she stopped needing validation
And just focused on herself
She realised she should probably
Re-evaluate everything else.
Needless is a short poem by Ms Moem.
Own The Sky – I wrote this poem back in 2014! Original post here: http://msmoem.com/2014/poetry-2/spread-your-wings/
I keep seeing it being shared, though it has sadly lost credit along the way. It’s bittersweet. Even so, it’s still pretty special to see people quoting it alongside their instagram pictures.
Incidentally, if you’d like to keep up with my poetry on instagram, come and find me @msmoem.
Here are a few examples of my poem out in the wild. Bonus points go to the few lovely souls who have indeed tagged me in which makes me happy:
It is so important if you see some words you like that someone else has taken the time to write, to remember to attribute the work to the author. You wouldn’t take a painting and claim to have created it yourself. Artforms like poetry are in the same category.
Without sounding all woe is me, it can be hard as a poet to find your place in the world to be heard. And that aside, it’s really just manners. I love it when people share my work, I really do. It is an absolute privilege. However when it is left uncredited or worse still, recreated and someone else has stuck their brand on it (yes, this has happened! and polite requests to add credit were ignored 🙁 ) it disconnects me from valuable feedback that I use to help better my craft.
Anyway, it is still extremely flattering to see my words travel so widely. And really, being read is more important than acclaim. Even if just one person appreciates your art, then that’s another strand to your rainbow!
I’m not anti-sharing, I’m really not. In fact I encourage. Just link a girl up, just sayin’! 🙂
Anyway, if you ever do want to share any of my poems, please do #hashtag or @at me @msmoem. You can find me on instagram, youtube, pinterest and facebook.
To sum up, sharing with credit = good, omitting or taking credit = bad.
And to end on a positive note…
Spread your wings and keep flying!
In a funny way, the words themselves have done exactly what I wrote. Out there owning the sky all by themselves. That’s a thought to leave me with a smile.