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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Red tree, You are beautiful, Much unlike me. Awkward, homely, Unhappy child I may be. But at least I notice things such as you- My red tree dancng in the wind. Nobody else really sees you. No, no one hardly cares. Tell me, do you feel it? I know you do: I do. And eeven though we ar...
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    I thank you for beauty As long as it doesn't hurt, I thank you for my inspiration Even though I don't know what to Do with it....
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    Bird, why are you so alone? You sit on the electric wire there By yourself. You do not partake in the bird seed That all the other birds eat. What to do now, bird? What are you going to do? -You know not- So how will you fly if you Don't know where you are going? Whst gave you away, b...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Night-shaded worms In a crippled, rotting room; Just a children's fable Through the over-working looms. They spawn the epic tapestries, Spun of bone and demon's boon, Just another lackluster disaster, In a tiny, swelling, decaying spoon. Sprouting high: Our black bean-stalks. ...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    You said it wouldn't work, That the times are too much. -And my heart was the same- You said I am not enought like you, Said that I was foreign in the worship that I do. -And my heart was the same- The same, the same, the same. My singing, leaping heart the same. Brain tells it, &qu...
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    Great Grandfather said: Believe none of what you hear And half of what you see. He was a sharecropper, He was paid little. He went and spent half on drinking- He drank alot on weekends. The children had to hide on the Weekends. Mabye he was Angry Because they lived in shack, Because the...
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    Whoes the lady with the Cherry-red nails? She holds her head so fair With grace, and pale Is her face, The one that loves me. She that loves me, Brown hair like dirt, Fingers searching, writhing, Like long earthworms. Her teeth and nails so sharp Coming for me, all while smiling. She...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Dark eyes Made from coal dust Peering back at me Through the haze, Through thedebris. I see you, One out of billions, To be truth, A twinkling, far-away star. And how I wonder How you came to be what you are. A load of selfcontrol, I know, I have that myself. But you are so much bet...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    Be a Cold Observer, That's the only way You can remain Standing up, straight and tall, Though it seems inhumane To not feel anythong At all. I'd fall love with a Cold observer, I'd hang on to his every word. Then when I'd lay out My very soul, He'd push me ove...
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    White and lined With blue, and a little Red. Smooth and flawless, A shape of wonder. Formed by beautiful Hands. A beautiful work of art Itself. I've heard that all Beautiful things Are a part of God. I see the paper crane Flying in the clouds of Heaven. I've heard that if...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    I'm hungry for your love, My heart is a catastrophe. Let me know what your are to me. It's like you've swallowed my heart, Have you consorted with the mole? I am tired of waiting- Let me know, let me know. I'm the golden lighthouse, You're the darkened shore, Metaph...
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    Old man- You sit there Al day. You have nothing Else to do. I find you quite sad. Because you know Nobody But the pigeons For your company. Where is your wife? Who are your children? Don't answer, It'll only make this Poem A tregedy Rather than a lametable ode. So, don&#...
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    Mrs.Willims, they say that she- Lived sovery happily. So, on a day superbly hot, I fairly concluded that she was not Her hunsband, he went about so grave that he was practically in it And she at only fifteen was chained Which went to fully prove That all her beauty was unused. Then she decid...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    You see what I see? I am tracing the branches Right back to the source....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    See what tonight is! This whole little city Trapped. Who knew? That a washed made faded dark blue colored tarp Was thrown over all, And tucked tight- At the horizon. Mabye if We travel beyond the horizon, we could- Think of it! We would lift up The tarp, once so mighty, Now tossed into...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    There was an angry man, Angry at another For wronging him. So then the man said to his lover That he did not want her. In result that woman went away, Beholding only a world of gray. To the child she had nothing to say, Only a look and many tears. The child grew up in fear, Asking a questi...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    They are speaking of naught- Nothing at all, Crowded together In every room, in the hall. Somewhat you may think That of something They do speak. But it is not so, Because of nothing they know....
  • Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
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    A long time ago, in the coldest part of winter, a strange event occured in a very ordinary town. Picture this town: One old church, taller than all the other buildings, with a massive tower topped with a massive cross. It was pure white. Everyone took pride in the church so much that they made su...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    This comittee is glorious. It brings us together in lines. We are it, it is us. It is the basis of our lives. In a room where all the people Do not want to be there, As conflict gets steeper, Innocent beware. Then, the plentiful numbers, Old and tired are they. Together as one they are...

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