It was about time
relatively close
approximately there
around the last minute
practically here
essentially finished
virtually in effect
close enough to smell
as good as done
all but answered
within an inch

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

Written for the Peninsula Poetry Corner tonight in Menlo Park (found through the MeetUp app.) Prompt is “almost.”



I’m artificial and insincere
don’t know how long
I’ve been standing here
flexible yet oh so fake
of food or water, I don’t partake
no attention comes my way
I’m in the dark yet on display
with plastic stem and pseudo leaves
I never question or disbelieve
in my corner where I stay
a bogus plant by night or day.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2017

Written with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.




You always want what you don’t have
once you have it you want more
then you see what someone else has
now what you have is just a bore.

You always want the things that they have
but once you have them it’s no good
because by then they’ll have the next thing
maybe what you have is what you should.

You could enjoy it while you have it
you know that life just ain’t that tough
because we only go around once
accepting what you have might be enough.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2015

Shared with Imaginary Garden Of Real Toads.

Nobody Can Wannabe As Much As Me

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Nobody Can Wannabe As Much As Me

Nobody can wannabe as much as me
I only use words to be famous you see.
Why does everyone else have to write so well,
I’m better than them all-can’t you tell?

Nobody can wannabe as much as me
I meet bad news about other writer’s with glee
if they need my help I steer them the wrong way
when they fail I have a very happy day.

Nobody can wannabe as much as me
every day I pluck wounds from the jealousy tree
I read and I write and the talent is there
but in the end, my work sits and nobody cares.

Nobody can wannabe as much as me
I want to sell my words and charge a big fee
I want my book to stay at number one
so that I can have it all and they have none.

Nobody can wannabe as much as me
if you get in my way I rue your destiny
ignore my work but you can’t win
for I will always undertake the bigger sin.

© Rebecca Sanchez 2016

Written with humor for dVerse~Poets Pub.