Breaking the Surface

October 1, 2009
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Breaking the Surface 32
Just a mile
Until we reach the river
We’d race
Right from your house
Not mine
To the land
That felt like anything was possible
We went
Because we believed
In its magic
The magic that made anything
And everything happen
Our story began here
Among the lily pads and the dew covered grass
Nothing but the boundaries
Of our imagination
Could keep us down
We’d launch ourselves
Into the icy water
That seemed to go down to the center
Of the Earth
With nothing but white sand
Beneath our feet
We’d plunge down deep
Until we were completely submerged
In nothing but our thoughts
And complete silence
We’d come up gasping
For air
And we’d laugh
Because we knew the rivers magic was all around us

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Jatie This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Nov. 19, 2009 at 7:56 pm
BunniComixArtist replied...
Nov. 19, 2009 at 8:33 pm
ty :) see the 32 at the top? this poem was written in desiree's class when we had to make poems based off others. this is the hot dog poem in a different form lol. the hot dog poem was 32 lines, so i had to count the stanzas to see if it was 32 lines, apparently it is, i just forgot to erase the 32, lol!
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