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Threes
The three syllables
Of "I'm sorry"
Are three syllables of wasted time
Empty emotions I'm supposed to cherish
They said love isn't as cheesy as it is in movies but
Cue the clichéd butterflies as my stomach
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Graduation
They read my name
out loud on a pedestal
slow steps to the podium
I bow
shake hands
receive a simple piece of paper
that can’t possibly hold
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June 10th
My last time
Walking down steps
Of a rickety, yellow home
Leaving shouts and laughter
Behind me
My last time
Walking down steps
Of a home I hated every afternoon
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June 8th
June 8th, Saturday
Maybe a cremee
Maybe some gusts of wind and
Together we bike
Trying to enjoy
A moment of earth and wind
Disrupted by bugs
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June 7th
June 7th, Friday
Red and black and white
Dress to remember the day
That is coming soon
Stories told while breath
Is held is like prison and
Never a good tale
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Winter
Cold winds tickle the trees
As light snow falls quietly
On the leaves of an evergreen
Forest
Grass falls as the storm growsWinter whistling its bitter,
Freezing songs
Loves
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Last Day of School
I wrote this poem about a month ago, and I recited it at Fifth Grade Night on Wednesday, June 12, and just this morning at my graduation.
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The Paper Sailboat
Regret has many meanings, and this time I feel it strong
For "love" can be the right word, and yet so very wrong.
I've kept all boats tethered, left none to sail away
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The Genie
If you had a genie in a bottle
and it told you that you could make any 3 wishes
You would not wish for gold
you would not wish for riches
you would not wish for fame.
You would wish for wars to end
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summer ramblings
the horizon blurs into a mess of golden dots
half-glowing in the early sunset, and
the shoreline into greenish brown, swaying
slightly and I can't tell if it's the long grass in the breeze or the angle I'm at
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9:14
What I have of you
Is memories of a better time
Jokes you made at 9:14 at the dinner table
Now it’s just
Laughter, exuberant grins followed by
Somber friends and silent abandonment
