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  The American Way

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  1. I visited Ground Zero On a trip to NYC when I was a sophomore in High school. I remember everyone being So exited and all I could Think was, “Oh yeah, we’re going To see the sight of a National tragedy. Hey, maybe we’ll See some Ghosts while we’re there.” F***. ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Sparkle

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  I can see it in their eyes, a glimmering, melting glass that glazes over and threatens to spill when they think back to the days when life was easy. My parents aren't from around here. Louisiana and Massachusetts are pretty different necks of the wood. They both grew up in big, nosy fa...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Deja Vu

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  the greatest moments of wisdom are the ones that go left unnoticed...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  a Found Poem

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  My mouth is burning, Aching for a way out Of its cage. DO NOT BLOCK DOORWAY All sensation is dulled, All thought numbed. The Door is the only way Out, but the door Is locked. DO NOT BLOCK DOORWAY I have the key. I am The key, and if I could, I would open the door And hold it op...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Deja Vu

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  The greatest moments Of brilliance are the ones that Are left unnoticed....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Lifesong

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Music. It's something we categorize and judge but rarely do we think about the purpose of what we hear. Some songs were written to excite, to make your heart beat faster, to give you that thrill that everyone spends their whole life searching for. Some songs are meant to in...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Jericho

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  I have just discovered that the walls surrounding my life, preserving my blissful naivete, were made of glass, for they shattered and came crashing to the ground when pierced by but a single arrow from your mouth....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Rose

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  So often abused by the pens of poets who find a metaphor and seek to claim it, tame it, mold it into something it is not and shield it from the world's unworthy gaze failing themselves to see that by hiding it away within the deep recesses of their minds they have dulled its ...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Funeral

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  a single teardrop rolls down my face as I say my final goodbyes...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Lakota

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  killed by their hunters he hangs in the square where they laugh at his spirit...
• Poetry > Haiku
  My Grandfather's Eyes

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  look into his eyes and you will see that his years have been rich with life...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Circus Animal

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  the circus creature living the life of a slave longs for his freedom...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Double Standard

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Mighty Elephant Revered for all he is, and Killed for all he's worth....
• Poetry > Haiku
  eraser

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  the little pink block that strips my thoughts from paper strips me of myself...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Baby Elephant

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  the baby holds on to his mother's tail like my daughter holds my hand...
• Poetry > Haiku
  The Elephants

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  long noses, rough hides, huge, powerful bodies, but they have human eyes...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Patience

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  how patient is the elephant who waits for us to see our failure...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Gracious

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  gracious is the world who carries us on her back as she dies from us...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Wolf Pack

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  the bond of brothers is only broken within the realm of mankind...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Words

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Weapons that both attack and protect, Melodies that voice the thoughts of the one who sings them, Teachers that everyone can learn from, Love letters that convince people they are loved and make them want to love back, words are Freedom....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Lifesong

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Music. It's something we categorize and judge but rarely do we think about the purpose of what we hear. Some songs were written to excite, to make your heart beat faster, to give you that thrill that everyone spends their whole life searching for. Some songs are meant to in...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ocean's Awakening

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  The bright light of the sun peeking over the horizon, the water turning to liquid gold, the waves crashing against the shore, the whistling wind blowing the sand, the grass, the trees, the mist of the sea. Morning has come....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Social Caterpillar

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Everyone loves the Social Butterfly, whose words are as graceful, elegant, beautiful as she is when she flies, gliding from perch to perch, inspiring all who hear her with what she has to say, and then moving on to fresher ears, taking with her all the hopes and dreams of the Soci...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Grandma Doesn't Know Who I Am

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Grandma doesn't know who I am. I don't know what to feel anymore....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Ignorance

  

  By KrissyJazz, Mankato, MN

  Slums, ghettos, shantytowns, informal settlements. These places all over the world, in India, Kenya, Indonesia, Venezuela, Mexico, The USA... To the people, who live in them, they are called home. It's all they know. It's all they have. To us, it seems like nothing...