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A Glowing Aura of Relaxation
The sun dips behind the mountains,
Only some of the light shines,
A peachy aura emerging.
The whispy clouds hover gracefully,
Letting themselves drift with the wind,
The peace settling into the mist,
Refracting the glow, -
Appreciating Where Flowers Will Emerge
I trace my fingers across the grass,
the little green shards,
the silky plants tickling my skin.
It has survived the winter,
the dry brown it had become
slowly disappearing,
turning rich green from the sun. -
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
Loves
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Four-Letter Words
I've never been a fan of Four-Letter Words,
never seen the need for profanity,
and thought swears showed a lack of self control,
Now, I haven't changed my mind
but four-letter words are more than curses,
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cheap blue headphones
Headphones on, life off.
Turn up the sound
to drown out
the deluge of my worries,
let the rhythm burn
my ears, ignore
the sting, because my
cheap blue headphones
bring me
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all that i am inside of
In biology,
we learn that there are so many tiny things
in the interior of our cells
nucleus/cytoplasm/mitochondria/ribosomes/golgi apparatus
floating.
My interior,
it holds my feelings
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A brief, incomplete overview of being a girl
- Being a girl is being afraid to like the color pink, because you don’t want people to think you’re a girly-girl. You're not.
