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Miniature Paradise
I look out the window,
seeing a blanket of green.
The leaves create textures, and patterns.
Orange flowers are peppered through the branches,
popping out like stars in a night sky.
The bark on the trees looks pale -
Reaching For The Sky
I stare at the sky,
Holding the hand of my dad,
Watching our rocket fly up, up up,
Into the open blueness.
It soars, free as a bird,
Powerful as a jet.
It reaches for the stars,
Transforming into a tiny black speck, -
Life Upon Lines
A pencil traces across a sheet of paper,
Creating lines, and curves,
Zigzags, and swirls.
Soon the lines will connect,
Forming images,
Sketches, and words.
Within these lines,
People,
Creatures, poetry, -
The Wind Blows
The wind blows,
Swaying the trees,
Making them speak,
And rustle.
The green leaves twirl,
And dance, along the branches,
Which seem to hum,
As the air rushes by.
They swing, and sway,
As if they are thinking, -
Golden optimism
The golden sun rises above the mountains,
Creating glimmers across the water
That look like smaller, brighter suns.
They dance and sparkle
Against the lake.
They jump and leap,
Creating a spectacle,
Beyond reality. -
Golden Sunshine
Warmth tingles my cheeks,
Like hot, golden sand is brushing across them,
Or as if tiny needles gently poke my skin.
The gentle heat relaxes me,
Like hot cocoa on a cold day.
It feels as if I’m being smothered by light,
Loves
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For Old Times' Sake
for old times' sake
is such a pretty sentiment
like
let's do it
for the love
that used to be here
for the memories that used to be young
let's do it for the time
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paper
i've always loved the smell of paper
and i get to decide where everything gets to go.
when i hear a sound
i'd rather see what it is
than cower and wonder
what it could be.
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to the boy at the lockers, one above and to the right, not meant as an apology
I was in love with him once. I think.
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Lavender Walls
Lavender walls
Stare at me
Painted a lifeless white,
I swore they were purple.
I try to grasp onto any memory
That I could think of.
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I don’t know who I’m talking to
Sometimes I wonder
If you remember
That night?
It was dark and light all at onceFire lit
A volleyball we couldn’t see
A game we couldn’t play
People I didn’t know
I could be with
