Category: Poetry
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Overlook
Tall trees leaning in to hold hands Two lovers Forming a lush green Overlook The sun peeks through Where the leaves allow This road sees so many And I hope that they stop And are thankful For the lovers whose limbs Put on display The simplicity of nature And it’s unbelievable grace.
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Learning Target
For Sherrie Teachers change lives It’s inevitable The question is will you change them for good Or will your class be regrettable? The choice is up to the teacher Every day the good ones stand up and speak They choose to be kind to help kids understand how their brains are unique And beautiful In…
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Sing
It’s pretty damn cold over here Sitting on ice Waiting for you to decide When the time comes that my love will suffice. But I’ve been inside Mentally not physically Taking stock of what’s on my mind The trauma the hurt the joy the intricacies The messages I got that stunk of Inconsistency. I cleaned…
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Gaze
Sometimes I feel that we’re like a field of young trees freshly nestled in the dirt by loving but imperfect hands we sway with the wind cautiously yet bravely because we’re more sensitive to it than most. We’re wary of falling and though we are young we know certainly the danger of storms. Yet we…
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Hues
I won’t settle. Because I know that there is a soul Whose energy compliments mine Whose radical empathy can’t be confined Whose vibration is entwined With a spirit divine Who is graceful and poignant (Depending on the wine) A soul whose laugh always rhymes with mine whose heart beats with life in such a familiar…
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Opposite
I could write until the end of the universe trying to describe you. Word after word, Line after line, Filling notebooks and journals with simile metaphor description and rhyme. I could compare you to anything- committed to a degree unknown by the human mind. Pen after pen bleeding sacrificially the smell of ink flowing with…
Rough Draft Craft 