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August 30, 2010
By Kimberly.Zamuda BRONZE, Fairfax, Virginia
Kimberly.Zamuda BRONZE, Fairfax, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"I am the Lorax. I speak for the trees. I speak for the trees, for the trees have no tongues."

The creaky top step,
The bleached white splotch
On my favorite blue wall,
Screeching tires and foggy mornings.

Piano keys fumbling around my fingers,
Sighs of summer trickle through the air,
The rhythm pulsing within tapping fingers,
Warm blankets and heavy eyes.

Life spilling out of unnoticed words,
Sitting in open-too-wide, unnoticed books.
Pavement lacking fresh, white paint,
Once still swings and endless starry nights.

Frayed shoelaces and dusty camera lenses,
Fireflies and cloudless, black skies.
Sun rays lapping against grass blades,
Sheet music humming a silent melody.

The open front door, unveiling too much.
Taxi cabs and good-bye waves.
Glaring city lights clash with the
incessant honking.
Weak smiles crack into a thousand pieces.
I wish I were home.

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irishlass317 said...
on Nov. 2 2011 at 4:49 pm
irishlass317, Jefferson City, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
"I asked Jesus 'How much do you love me?' He answered 'This much.' And He streched out His arms and died."

This is veeeeeeeeeeery good!!!!!!!! :)

on Sep. 17 2011 at 10:33 pm
Annibonny DIAMOND, Evanston, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
Sometimes life takes a path that is hard to walk on, so all you have to do is put on your hiking boots.

Great poem! I can totally relate. 

Crispy said...
on Sep. 16 2010 at 7:38 am
Crispy, Spotsylvania, Virginia
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I love this poem because it reminds me of the saying "Home sweet Home" or of Dorthy off the Wizard of Oz "Theres no place like home." I will never leave the country though so I can not personally relate but love the poem.