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  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Slippery bodies, drenched and shivering from cold, swimmers on the block. Swarm of butterflies, migrating to the far side, a cloud in the pool. Then onto your back, with jellyfish in your mouth, counting at the flags. Caterpillar stroke, you inch along, scrunch then push, straining...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    I was from the cemetery, even before they came to carry, me here in a coffin covered in cloth, the flag of my county, I tell you in troth, a country I felt no pride for, yet I thought I did when I joined the war. when they asked me to enlist, I should have tarried, thought it through for now ...
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    Friday thirteenth, that’s the date. trying to avoid bad luck- it’s too late. A black cat crosses your path, a demon, an angry spirit, feel its wrath. But there is a ray of hope in finding a horseshoe, pointed at you. Hang it on your door, to bring good fortune to all but there’s more, ...
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    If you called the world on a telephone, would anyone pick up when your name on Caller ID was shown? Or would they let it go to their answering machine, thinking your message was a prank from a rowdy teen? And if the world called you on your cell, would you listen to what it had to tell? Or wo...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    Gaze in the mirror hours on end, you’re beautiful, there’s no need to pretend, day after day, twist and pose, you’re gorgeous and everyone knows. All glowing and flawless you admire your face, you do this to much you frown in distaste, but still all you can think about, is how you look ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Empty halls, squeaky floors, barren walls, closed doors. The smell of finger paint lingers in the air, the sound of voices is faint but there. Vacant classrooms, a chalk dusted board, unused brooms, seemingly ignored. Wooden desks with scratched in doodles, a still and silent cafeteria,...
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    I am NOT a poet, so don’t say “well, you might be, you just don’t know it”, because I don’t get poetry, it makes me scream like a banshee. I don’t understand how to rhyme, it makes my face pinch like eating a sour lime. I especially don’t do, what is called haiku, it’s so lam...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Confined in socks, encased in shoes, suffocated by boots, and restrained by high heels. My feet want to be free, they want to feel the sand in-between their toes, they want to rejoice in the cool water sloshing around them, they want to run on grass, with ultimate speed, run, to be free...

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