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  Pots And Logic

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  Pots slowly rose from his hiding spot behind the bush. He didn’t really know his ‘real’ name, and he didn’t know his ‘real’ birthday. He didn’t care, though. He may be homeless, but he had an identity. He called himself Potty, Pots for short. He didn’t know his real birthday, but he ...
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  Every Good Story Ends With a Death

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  Every good story ends with a death. This is no exception. This will be a good story (I hope), and I will die at the end. Why do I tell you this? I don’t know. Maybe I just ruined my story. Who cares? Nobody is going to be reading this after I die. Let me make one more thing clear. This is not a...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Like Lot's Wife

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  Running feet The sound of screams The smell of sulfur And forgotten moral themes Yet in the city Lies my dwelling place And I still wish I could be there With all my money surrounding my face Am I crazy? I want t go save my possessions I even know I will die Yet can't change the ...
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  Beautiful Sacrifice

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  Sunshine through the night Rainbows during a storm when all seems dire Solid ground in a mudslide Rainfall killing the forest fire A chest of gold, when I have no money A constellation in the stars A loving, beautiful potter Who decides to indwell his gifts in clay jars A map for the los...
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  Yellow Balloon

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  I heard the first balloon pop. It was yellow, hardly blown up, and the loss of it didn’t really affect anybody. My younger baby sister started crying, but that’s all the trouble the balloon really caused. The party went on, and the popped balloon was kicked under the refrigerator and forgotten a...
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  Thoughts on Life From A Teenage Atlas

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  I feel like Atlas Holding the sky up Protecting everyone under it When never getting any rewards or rest myself As everyone eats and parties I'm stuck here Doing the hardest work in the world While everybody else prospers off my suffering And even as I protect everyone People still make...
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  As if Destiny Hates Me

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  I should probably mention my brother. We are…or more accurately were…strange siblings. We were twins. We looked the same, so much so that to be identified by our father, one of us had to wear a headband. We were the same height, same weight, same everything. We were equal. But not normally eq...
• Poetry > Sonnet
  In Blood Not My Own

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  A shadow not pierced by a needed light Death and hunger scarring my unclean soul My life among the graveyard, oh, death bites I look back now and see my life was coal I had no worth, no hope for any aid Why you chose me that day I cannot say For I was mud on which a brick could not be laid ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  There's Never Clean Water

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI

  There's never clean water Nor transparent glass There will never be a cloudless sky Bad times will never pass You will never find a pure green field Nor will you uncover a vast endless sea A chef can't cook a perfect meal A note will never be in the perfect key An athlete can&#...
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  Water Fountained

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI
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  Three Ball In Corner Pocket

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI
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  Breaking the Horizon

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI
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  Apple to Apple

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI
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  Dripping Ice

  

  By Gwgideon, Commerce Twp, MI