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Oct 13
poem 3 comments
DanGregory

Poetry

i see poetry
in her eyes when
they glisten with fresh
tears forced out by
outrageous laughter
as she dances
in her seat

i see music
in her hair
in the way that
it bounce from side
to side shimmering
as she skips
through the halls

i see comfort
in her smile when
she scrunches
up her nose forming
small canyons for her
freckles to rest in
before she hides
her face from view

i see pain
in her hands wrapped
tightly around her
notebook pressed hard
to her chest blocking
her heart

i see longing
in her gaze as
her eyes slide around
the room looking
for someone
to slip through
her poorly constructed
defenses
for someone
to rebuild her
fractured heart
 
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Posted: 10.13.16
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  1. SilverGoose
    Oct 13, 2016

    This is great! I love the comparisons you make to poetry and music. I also love how you create a vision of a beautiful and happy girl and then transition into her struggles.

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  1. JuliaR
    Oct 13, 2016

    I like this piece a lot.

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  1. Della
    Nov 27, 2016

    Ditto, JULIAR.

    'I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.' -Nelson Mandela
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