New Earth

September 30, 2012
A heart beating like
That of a humming bird’s wings.

A tiny hand that wraps
Around your smallest finger.

A head that fits
In the palm of your hand.

A single cry that pierces
The shell of the world.

A smile that takes
The blackest heart to light.

A life so precious,
Like a spark now turned to flame.

A new soul and heart,
Mind to learn and think.

A face to identify by people,
And feet to be identified
By the ground they walk on.

A strange blank canvas,
Not fading but filling,
With vibrant hues and glows.

A new piece to the puzzle,
So the whole is now half,
A new life.

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jetta.ckThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 30, 2012 at 10:17 pm
I love when you say "the whole is now half". I really had to toss that around in my head to be able to understand it. This is a  very vivid poem, and it is spectacularly written. Great job.
GraphicWriter This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 3, 2013 at 7:59 pm
Thank you. It's nice to know that someone analyzed it and actually understood. Sometimes I wonder if anyone does.
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