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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Peace flits above our heads, tantalizing yet elusive, Like birds we can see but not quite catch hold of. Once in a wonderful while, someone coaxes a bird to his or her finger, Sharing peace with the world. These people are precious miracle-makers, Because they give Mother Earth a chance to...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Dance is a language I am learning to speak in Syllables and steps And leaps and letters. The meaning of my motion Abundantly clear When I am fluent, I will step on stage twirling… Then pour out my soul....
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    Surrounded by rice fields on the island of Java, a mysterious ancient temple resides. It is “vihara Buddha uhr,” Sanskrit for “Buddhist monastery on a hill.” It is popularly known as Borobudur. This archaic structure looms over its visitors, but the mountains surrounding it are taller sti...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    My best pair of socks are argyle But they’re wearing when worn for a while For there is no disguise From all those prying eyes All those diamonds, they stand out a mile. My second best pair has pink spots But my stomach is tied up in knots For my crush has just seen If you know what I me...
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    The music starts out so slow, Trickling into me And into her She starts to move, just a little Her minute movements are perfect The music then swells As she begins to dance, my eyes sting with tears Not of sadness, but of sheer awe Before my eyes, this woman has turned into the wind She dan...
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    Remember when you were very small And you drew a self-portrait in crayon, With a bulging head, Tiny body, And swooping thin smile? You presented it to your mom, grinning, And she smiled at your childish hard work. Remember how good that made you feel? I do. Remember when you jumped into ...
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    I stand atop the small cliff, shading my eyes and channeling explorers of old. A few tree branches stand between the beautiful view and me. They are my party guests, covering my eyes and counting one…two… I push aside the leafy fingers, drawing aside the velvet theater curtain to reveal the s...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    I grin nervously as I watch Mrs. Edinger search for a scrap of paper on her messy desk. My stomach bubbles with the kind of excitement that is very hard to contain. However, nestled in the anticipation is a grain of nervousness. What if my story isn’t any good? I push my blond hair away from my fa...
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    Dr. Seuss died back in ’91, But we still remember today, His writing, because it’s tremendously fun And full of brand-new words to say. New words like “schlopp” and like “Lorax”, New felines, (The Cat in the Hat), New places, including the Prairie of Prax, Now how did he come up...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The numbers on my cell phone change. 12 o’clock. Midnight. I step into my furry slippers and follow my parents out the back door and into the New Year. Our yard is covered with several inches of snow. It’s beautifully fluffy snow, pristinely white. I shiver a little, the wind getting under my...
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    Fog on the water Jagged shorelines Large boulders Piles of pebbles A rush of peace. Face it head on Soak it up Lock it in An image Of that lichen-covered shore It’s important That you take it in So you can bring it home With rock-filled pockets And picture-filled cameras A memory O...
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    A boat Worn out, from years of service Comes to rest. If you were to row him He would creak But here, here he is silent As the cemetery. He is not alone Though he looks it The water is his friend She comforts him When he wishes For old times For she does not miss them She is comfortab...
  • Fiction > Realistic Fiction
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    She is a dancer Maddie closes the bathroom door and locks it. She tips the bundle of clothes in her arms onto the white tile. She glances in the mirror and wrinkles her nose a little. Maddie’s hair has frizzed out of its blond French braid over the course of the just-finished school day. She quic...

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