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CJP-If...

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In the context of America today in 2020, and your place in the world, begin a poem or story with the words, If I could ...

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Feb 27
poetry challenge: CJP-If...

If...

If I could
I would ease
the fear that seizes
our entire planet

The fear of disease
the fear of famine
the fear of war

If I could
I would ease
the pain that plagues
many of our people

The pain of disease
the pain of hunger
the pain of death

If I could
I would provide
provisions to
the entire world

Medicine
food
comfort
 
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Posted: 02.27.20
Feb 04
poetry challenge: CJP-If...

If I Could

If I could
I would lay down on a cloud
and stare up at the sky
watching starts twinkle
I would be able to reach up
and touch the sky itself
​feel the silky, dark night
and know that it has no limits
I would lace dreams themselves together
and bring them to life
I would blow bubbles with the rain
and create lightbulbs with the sun
if I could
I would do anything I wanted
and help others do the same
 
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Posted: 02.04.20
Feb 02
nonfiction challenge: CJP-If...

The places I cherish

If I could

I would return

To the places I've enjoyed the most

If only I could go back:

To the lush, winding Gettysburg fields

The surreal crags atop Mount Mansfield

The rolling hills of Valley Forge

The antiquated, grandiose rooms of Independence Hall

The innovative Hannaford Career Center, a place of limitless imagination

The calm dark streets in Annapolis, cool with sea air

The forested expanse of Camp Hidden Valley, outstreched like a pair of welcoming arms

The old, white house my family left behind on Munsill Avenue


 

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Posted: 02.02.20
Feb 02
poetry challenge: CJP-If...

if I could. . .

If I could
I would reach up 
and pluck the moon from the sky
and hold it
my world revolving around this one light 
my joy anchored to its presence. 
If I could 
I would grow wings 
and go wherever I pleased 
for there is no limit 
to the endless cloud realm of the sky.
If I could
I would spill the colors of the world 
all over my life
and paint them into pictures of joy 
covering the walls 
and filling my heart with ink stained memories.
If I could 
I would dance around the stars 
to my own heartbeat 
letting the wind carry me home 
when my legs can no longer hold my weight 
but 
I can't do any of those things
so 
I will make you
my moon 
and always hold you dear.
I will make my voice
my wings 
to carry me higher than my sorrow.
I will mix up my own colors 
and paint my way through the blank canvas days 
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Posted: 02.02.20