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• Poetry > Limerick
  Big Kids

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  The time has come to face the day. The little faces drift away. Our braceless teeth glimmer and shine. We no longer walk in a line. We shop with the big kids in the shop. We finally have reached the top. Our new found joys, are discovered, and we pursue them without being covered. Our homewo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Leaf

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  The wind whistles through swinging leaves of the trees. A single leaf falls from a tree. Its grip loosened from branch, where is once swung. It swoops down, caressing the air that carries it to the grass. The grass is moist and cold. Water droplets slide down the crevice of protruding blades of...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Classroom

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  The seconds slowly tick by. “What time is it?” “What about now?” “Now?” Numbers and symbols are etched onto the clear surface of the whiteboard “Its 3!” “No, No, that wrong! It’s 6!” “No, I can’t do it!” Bustling through the hallways. “Yes, OMG! YES!! You have...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Two Faces

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  Crazy. Farcical. Difficult. Burdensome. Clever. Erudite. Two words that mean the same thing, yet they are so different. Same definition, but they look so different. It is like a different color paint was thrown over one word. It is like a cake, the frosting so different but the creamy cake i...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  .500.

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  The air of morning wisp through the town. 500 identical yawns. 500 tired faces. 500 toothbrushes scrubbing shiny white, even teeth. 500 shoes tied. 500 cars started. 500 pies in the over. 500 briefcases swinging. 500 kids in school. 500 cryptic smiles. 500 peanut butter and jelly sandwic...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Frosted

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  *Breathe in, Breath out, Breath in, breath out* Smell Every corner and crevice of my nose is filled with the alarming scent of peppermint and warm cocoa. Listen. The fire crackles. *Pop! Pop! Pop!* The crunch of fresh snow under winter boots. *crunch* Touch The pointy needles of the chris...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  My Tree

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  When I was angry for not getting the last cookie at dinner my tree let me play in its branches and the wind through its leaves blew away all my anger. When my very best friend didn’t play hide and go seek with me, my tree was the very best hider. When the time came where I had not time for my tr...
• Fiction > Sci-fi/Fantasy
  Warped

  

  By blairbreyer, sun valley, ID

  The dew from the evening’s fog rolls down the belly of overturned leaves. Madeline Burclen walked through this magical land. Madeline Burclen was most definitely and most certainly not a bad girl and would never ever hurt a fly. Her fingers were alway soft and gentle her steps were always graceful...