When You Are Old

When you are old

Your skin will become like paper,

And your bones will be like the wooden ribs

Of a lantern

So that the world will see the light in your chest.

But I don't need to wait

Because I already know that the light is there.

wph

VT

16 years old

Poetry

By wph

Graduation

I am having a dream about the senior class graduating.
It is a beautiful day
And I am watching from a hill
Sobbing as the hats fly off

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Humor

By wph

The Samurai

Japan, 1863. Across the globe, the civil war rages.
I made the long walk
Across the plains,
through the village path
under the stars.

At long last, I came to the monastery

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Poetry

By wph

Medalists

I watch videos of award ceremonies when I feel empty
And I look at the shiny gold
At the nice suits,

And I convince myself that
That's me in those suits!

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