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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Moments fleeting, memories cheating, time flies by, As I reach for tomorrow as she sways, like dusted feathers in sad sung breeze And hear the rattling of the trees, humming: please, please… as they whisk away The passing of time Moments fleeting, memories cheating, time flies by, As the ...
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    Je t’aime. The words fell from my lips like a feather in a dusted breeze. The familiarity of the phrase lingered as I formed a second, te amo. I meditated on the opaque levity of each letter and each weighted pause. The humidity of the silence contracted my body like an endless sea: dooset daram. ...
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    A touch, a sigh, a whimper And then a Sunkist blister To know the loved and feared Is pacified by tainted tears...
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    “Head boy head” Said the old man in command “Rush to the battle front Preserve the dead at hand” “I-I-I” Responded the awestruck son As he felt for his helmet Manned the rifles, masks and guns “Down boy down” As the heavens cried acid tears Of shells and...
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    My god If you are all knowing If your winds created Man, the sand, The sea, sculpted beauty, parted oceans, wrestled With the grass, separated the light from darkness, flooded Adam with life, Caresses my cheek, then who dares smother your creations? Who dares stifle Man’s prayer?...
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    The boy walks in, a lifeless surrender in his eye and his shoulders slouched like a prisoner nearing death’s row. “Try this” says the teacher, as the boy approaches the bench and sits before the piano. Gently placing his hands on the keys, he begins to play. Hesitant at first, he plays softly ...
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    While waiting for a moment one is trapped in a barrier of time, refusing access into the next instant. The moment you wish to pass lingers until patience exhausts and the mind is troubled by timeless thought. The clocks steady ticking makes all other words sound like an endless droan. The clock mo...
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    The young stallion galloped with fury on the damp sand. The howling midnight wind whipped at my face and tore the silk ribbon from my hair. The ocean’s roaring waves furiously crashed against the jagged rock and spit out the remains of sea creature. The wind wrestled with my hair and hissed...
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    I waited in the lobby, anticipating the news that was to come. The doctor walked out of the emergency room with a look of defeat on his face and a glint of sorrow in his eyes. He approached us and began to speak with my father. The doctor spoke, but I could not hear the words coming from his mout...
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    When a soft spring breeze whispers into my ear I write; serenity. When a gust of summer wind sweeps through my hair and holds me in its warm embrace I write; joy. When autumn winds blow through the falling leaves, I write; new beginnings. When my wandering soul stands silent for winter wind creep...
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    Math is a ladder. If all steps are followed then the ladder will ascent towards the stars. But if steps are skipped, then its victim plunges into an unforgiving sea of bewilderment and must embark upon the ladder once again. There is no way around this ladder for geometry states a straight line i...
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    A breeze lethargically swept across my face and whispered springs passion into my ear. Kind scents of budding roses and pine trees pranced with the breeze. The naïve grass gently tugged me towards earth’s soul. Flawless blue skies grinned as the sun cowardly glazed my body in warmth. On my ...
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    It was a hopeless summer afternoon and I lay jaded beneath the wise sycamore’s shade, awaiting the day’s end. Unfortunately, it was only two-thirty and the sun refused to set early. I continued to wait. I examined the peaceful clouds carelessly drifting above and wished for a moment to be a c...
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