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• Poetry > Sonnet
  Teen Ink, Hear Me Out.

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  Oh great Teen Ink, thou art my loving god. I pray to thee for naught but just one thing: A publication of my lowly work. Oh great Teen Ink, just grant me this one wish! I sit and think of what you might expect From me. I try to brainstorm ideas Of something You would want to read. And I Fa...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Denial

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  I defy you, Hai- ku. See there? A hyphen. Now? Too many syllables....
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Abrupt

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  As I myself sit down to paint awhile, I hope, b’yond hope, I will succeed today. You see, I never finish anything my own And as I speak, my painting fades away. Alright! Enough…So be it then. Adieu, My now forgotten hope and dream, goodbye! Perhaps I’ll write a story about you. Yes, n...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Barbarian!/Condemnation

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  An offer. An acceptance. A question. An answer. Hope. These endless complaints. He knows what comes next. Just an unpleasant rampage About unacceptance. Just shut your mouth. No one wants to hear it. Move, get out. This is Obnoxious and stupid. Crush your hopes. Crush Your sacrelig...
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  Dangerous Discovery

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  This is not what I am used to. This! This is foreign indeed. Strange. Unknown. This is not what I am used to. These words, they are obscene. What comes from utt’ring them? Discov’ry. These words, they are obscene. These feelings are betrayal. My mind closing in on my own arrest. T...
• Poetry > Ballad
  Ode to Ozymandias

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  I, to You, Supreme High Leader, now repent. My sins, although so great, are not excess. If you will have me blatantly destroyed, I will not be the one to die this day. Suppressive actions by your government, Corrupt and lacking morals, just to start. Yet without this, you say our great coun...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  New Kind of Beauty

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  Tulips, Pansies, sway in the breeze. Beauty in its simplest form. Nature’s celebration of a new life. Unconscious of the coming freeze. Finches sing sweetly on flowered boughs. Beauty in its simplest form. Fortelling the spring ‘fore it arrives. Not knowing that which would turn them to...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Color

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  Black. Simple. Unchanging. But Effervescent. Shades In a life. Shades of A dark unknowing. Shades of anger. Shades confusion. Shades of love. Shades of ecstasy. Shades of hate. Shades of understanding. Shades of happiness. A light comprehension Of shades. A death of Shades. But Efferve...
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  Zealot

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  Plastic bags are flitting through the breeze. Wind feels cold on my uncovered knees On which I kneel and pray before my God Whom now I work against. This place, now desolate, was full of life Before we came, along with guns and strife. We ran them out into the streets alight With burning oi...
• Poetry > Sonnet
  Apathetic Dreamscape

  

  By wdickinson, Fredericksburg, VA

  Sometimes I wish that I could stop my pen From saying what ought not too soon be said And often what should ne’er be said again. I wonder where my pen might have me led If I had not the power to stop. Again, its ramblings only I have fed. To Guernica perhaps I might now drop. The sounds...