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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    There is a space between brea th s where i swear i can feel your handinmine; your voice, an echo in my ear. That is the moment when i am reminded that i love : you. between in and out between in--hale and ex---hale I wish, I wish, (I wish upon astar) -i ...
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    I write with your voice in my head. I sleep wrapped up in the memory of your arms. The echoes of your heartbeats count out my footsteps. The taste of your minty toothpaste greets my tongue each morning. And my coffee is the color of your eyes at dawn. I swear I can feel your breath on my nec...
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    because we are made of dust and i love you because all it takes is one strong wind one small puff of air to lift us send us spinning off into a million different directions while the sunshine through the window glitters in the silent room lighting upon the specks of us floating whirlin...
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    Explain to you our days and weeks and years. Pull out photographs, Point out old friends. Try to recapture what has gone, Not been lost, Simply pushed away Back into our past. We could sit here together for hours, Watch the sun come and go, Feel the tides rush in, recede, rush in As I ...
  • Hot Topics > Pride & Prejudice
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    When you look at me, I can imagine that you see an American’s American. A (wo)man’s (wo)man. A white, middle class Midwesterner who’s had it good. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness have all been mine. And, I suppose you’d be right. I am the epitome of the American dream. Put me i...
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    remember me (as a time of day) feeling your skin for the first time in the morning sleep still heavy in my eyes Running. My hand along your arm. the Taste of Toothpaste morning kisses remember me (as a time of day) when the sun streams (pours) into a room afternoon light piercing and h...
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    I broke you on a Monday, Columbus Day. I broke up with you on a Monday, Columbus Day. But I also broke you. It wasn't the first time I'd started a conversation. "We need to talk," what a cliche. It wasn't the first time I made you cry, made you beg, made you leave. But...
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    Air temperature drops with increased elevation. Water temperatures decrease with depth. Mountain peaks hold snow and ice. While earth's core burns. Land is safe. Land is whole. Land is solid. Land is warm. Desiccation. Land is devastated. Land aches for the sky, the sea, the silenc...
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    He learns from the teachers. Men with degrees, Something called 'life experience.' Whatever that might be. He speaks, writes, reads, Based on instructions and their rules. Missing out on their 'life experience.' Never realizing To Learn: Verb - To gain knowledge. (E...
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    Touch gently to a fresh, blank surface. Watch blue spread as oceans do. Pushing out against the white like a tide on the sand. Just as this, So did you: Without warning Without hesitation or fear. I became your canvas. Ink leaks onto a page, Much as you melded into Me. Becoming par...
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    Nothing to say but words, Nowhere to go but back to the house, Noone to see but empty faces on the street. Simply stuck here, Waiting always here, For you....
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    Paper Cranes What if the world really had been flat? What if everything the Pope says is true? What if my English teacher is a witch? People laugh when I ask "What If?" questions. "What if? What if? What it?" they chant. It's a lack of imagination on their part, a s...
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    An everlasting clock Molded into being by a race newly formed First marked with charcoal on sticks and walls The sun, the moon, the tides Each provide a new means of keeping tract. Certain events occur and are remembered and recalled, While others flit past on wings of air. Measured now in ...
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    Picture this: A town of medium proportions, medium citizens, average, normal, American, Michigan. Easily described and easily understood. Surrounded by water and tourists and “fudgies”, cherries and heat and snow and life. Downtown of music and books, movie theaters with plush red seats, Fre...
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    When I was born, you were the first to hold me, love me smile at me. You changed the diapers put up with the tantrums, washed and folded my laundry. When friends came over, you made dinner and bought ice cream especially for the occasion. You held a job and went to college all at the...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    It was only ten in the morning, but already my heels stung from a new blister; I could feel my shoe rubbing the skin off the bottom of my big toe. The make-shift backpack straps dug into my shoulder blades and the sun was beginning to shine directly into my eyes. My cabin mates were spread out in a ...
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    I shifted my weight, attempting to find a comfortable position on the awkward seat. The window behind my head was wet and cold from the condensation our breath had created. It was early afternoon and I and my teammates were bound for a soccer match out of town. The bus we were currently occupying w...
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    It was only ten in the morning, but already my heels stung from a new blister; I could feel my shoe rubbing the skin off the bottom of my big toe. The make-shift backpack straps dug into my shoulder blades and the sun was beginning to shine directly into my eyes. My cabin mates were spread out in a ...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    some things fall apart some things fall together its impossible to tell which way things will go because some things fall apart some things fall together things fall forever...
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    "I love you," she whispered to him. He kicked her down the steps Into the rain. "I love you." He kicked her down into the mud. "I love you. I love you. I love you." Her tears of love leaked down through the dirt. "I love you. I love you. I love you." An...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    A single finger pointing up into the sky alone with the sea. Its vertical tip breaks the calm of the rocky horizon. Waves crash into shore while clouds gather up above - deceptively calm. One turning light shines. Tended by a silent man. The beam glimmers on. Pointing the way...
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