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The Meaning of Love? This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
The beating of my broken heart, now chained and locked away, I hear much louder, through the night, than words we never say. As hollow kisses turn to dust and fall against my skin, I pray that I might find the strength to fall in love again.... (more »)
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Wordless Protest This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Who is Moore to measure poets but a half? What sorrowful flaw mixes poetry with math? If it doesn’t mix in with the classical norm, Nor embraces the free verse storm, Does it mean it has no place? Because it lacks a voice, Does it... (more »)
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Masquerade This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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I moved through over a decade Of ceaseless, senseless masquerade So successful was my charade No friend ever saw through my façade I have contrived a mask That is derived from fear A curtain of obscurities Hiding all my insecurities... (more »)
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Idiosyncratic This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Thoughts are mistaken for many plots. When you think, others think not. Ideas are tarnished as you soliloquize. Eccentric as you know it, you realize; Cynical but sweet gestures relax your mind and interpreting language that does not rhyme.... (more »)
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Bad Influence Limerick
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There was a naughty grownup named Syd, But he always acted like a kid. See he went and quit his job To commit bank-jobs with Rob But that don't compare to what HE DID! (more »)
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Mt. Washington This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
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Good authors are like beautiful trees, pummeled by wind and brought to their knees, blistering cold shutting them down; gold, tattered leaves a humble crown. But some writers live life covered up, unhindered, unchanged, as they start to... (more »)
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God Poem This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
God is? Father mother teacher punisher big brother preacher? I will? Love serve worship adore revere Respect exalt attend obey learn fear We say God gives cause for everything We think God has purpose for the crying Kids die because God... (more »)
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Squirmy Limerick
I wanted to write down a limerick, But my rhyming was never too quick. I squirmed in my chair, I pulled out my hair. I'm too picky with limericks to pick. (more »)
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Water Limerick
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Clear, fresh and cool, In large quantities, it's cruel. With a refreshing taste, it leads thirst to waste, and fills up children's pools. (more »)
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#10
My Best Friend
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I promised you a story, and it's a story that I'll tell. A sad, sorrow story, of my whole life gone to hell. I've been thinking of memories in the back of my mind, I've been dwelling on tears, but it's the smiles I find. For nights, I've lied... (more »)
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Fluffy Limerick
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There once was a puppy who was quite fluffy. He lived in a house that was rather stuffy. His waging tail could kill, Of him I’ve had my fill, His fur was ever so puffy. (more »)
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He Was Only Three This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.
My brother was already three Yet he still could not say “potty” I would call and squeal his dear name But received not a glance from he My brother was already three When aware doctors came to see He was a boy with autism Thus his... (more »)
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#13
I Don't Want To Grow Up
I wish I were Peter Pan, So I could fly away to Neverland. I could eat and eat and never gain; if I hurt myself, I'd go through no pain. I could soar the world and outer space. I could be part of a pirate chase. I'd tell stories to the... (more »)
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Death of Poetry
Poetry is a dying art, Written from the joy or pain of someone’s heart. Death of a mind may come with the death of a poem, The once-beautiful art is now gone and searching for a new home. But what will take its unoccupied place? Perhaps... (more »)
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Two Stars and the Moon
Day 1 Today is the day he is leaving Today is the day he is dreaming Dreaming of his new life Dreaming of when he will cry Not wanting to leave Not wanting to be overseas He shows tears in his eyes He shows his last love good byes Today,... (more »)
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Lemonade
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A lazy day upon the bay, Nothing to do, nothing to say, No places to be, no things to see; No thoughts to chew; no bills for me. Cool lemonade in my throat Compliments my rocking boat, And I find myself drifting away, Away. I find... (more »)
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