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Getting Where I Want to Go
My sneakers hit the pavement,
The constant sound of the thwapping filling the nipping,
Early spring air.
My breath comes slow but heavy,
Before being like a soft summer breeze,
Now like a strong wind, -
An Interacting Community of Light
I stare out the plane window,
gazing at the illuminated buildings.
The clusters of orange and yellow lights,
forming the shapes of roads,
streets, and homes.
They spread out like a map,
inky darkness showing the desolate areas, -
Little Things Lighting Up Our Earth
If I were invisible,
I would spend my day searching,
searching for little things
that go unnoticed in the
busy, blaring, bonkers
chaos of life.
The little things that are small and perfect,
lighting up like stars, -
A glowing web of good deeds
Large gestures can be grand,
They can leave impressions,
Memories that won’t ever fade.
Small gestures, however,
They are what keep us going,
What get us through our days.
What keep smiles on our faces -
Golden grains of dawn
I twirl my fingers in the morning sand,
the golden grains brushing against my skin.
Day after day,
they soak up the sun's energy,
ready to heat whatever they touch.
Whenever the water rushes over them, -
To Gaze at the Results
Water glides along my body,
As I resist the restrictions
That it puts on me.
I propel my legs and arms,
Pulling myself forward,
Fighting the substance
That makes be weightless,
But still makes my muscles ache.
Loves
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Free Bird
They soar the skies, as free can be,
A gentle flap, a wind-carried wing.
Feathers drift through open air,
While oceans shimmer far beneath.
One could only dream to be
So unbound—so endlessly free.
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leaving the heart
she takes the stairs,
her heels click clacking down the hardwood steps.
she turns the tarnished silver doorknob,
and the door creaks open.
before her sits a man.
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If we were
If every girl
Looked liked a boy
Acted like a boy
Was a boy
Would we get farther
In life
Would we be respected
If every woman
Was a man
Would we be valued
Would we be able
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I'll try.
I have never been a poet,
But for you I will try.
