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A Fraction of Infinity
I think our world knows
How easily we’re overwhelmed,
How quickly tiny scrapes
Can become full-blown scars,
How we need seven good comments
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Our Own Stained Glass
Fall often
Stains our world brown,
Leaves the color
Of an old ruddy gold,
Their tips dry,
Crinkling with the cold
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Bridges Flushed with Fate
I stare up,
Up at the sky,
At the vast open blue,
The only limit
My perspective,
With lenses ready
To sail me into the dark,
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Parallel to the Sky
Slender limbs fan out,
Parallel to the sky
Instead of reaching,
Wanting to be the open blue,
Accepting that
Though the tree will never
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The Ever-Blossoming Tree
I’m sitting beneath a tree,
Tangled
In the roots,
My fingers gripping those
Of each soil-soaked tendril
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Hand-Scrawled Lines
I want to breathe
Both with looming skyscrapers,
And mountains stretched high,
To feel the sun
Smiling on my skin,
Loves
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Seasons of Being (Part 3): Winter
Like a gear slowly rusting
With feet like cement
We are zombies of snow and sleet
Brain fog taking control
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Haiku
I see stars
shining in the night sky
and a soul.
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Best Friends
My name is Noelle. I come from a wealthy family living in Colorado. His name is Jeremiah. He moved with his family from New Mexico. His family is quite poor.
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The Boy Who Caught the Wishing Star
Once upon a time, there was a boy. This boy, out of all the boys in town, had trouble reading. So, he asked the sky for help. He asked her, "Oh dear sky, whatever shall I do?
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From Poetry Class...
We had to write a poem about an animal
in poetry class the other day,
And I didn't know what topic to choose,
so of course I wrote about you:
A bee flies in front
of my window,
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