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Heartbeat & Haiku
Composed on a run
With autopilot turned on
And an old love song
Quick little poems
With no start, nor a clear end
Grown just in my head
In a cozy nook
Not unwritten, but unsaid
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Home
He waits each year
For that one week of the summer
Where he can feel freeAnd finally be himself
Kin among kinFinding safety in their differences
He watches the young ones -
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Bus ride
Riding down the winding mountain trail
In an uncomfortable school busListening to Stevie Wonder
While laughing as we fall out of our seats
From the impact of each pothole -
Sunset
Walking through the college greens
On a warm night
Some random song stuck in my headPlaying on repeat once again
Smelling the new flowers bloomingIn the garden near my favorite picnic table
Loves
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Growing up in 6/8
My band conductor has always said that 6/8 plays itself -
it does.
It's easy to just play through but not if you think too much.
I grew up in 6/8
my life plays itself
yes I make mistakes
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Snowfall
As dry as sand,
wrung out and shrunken from the cold,
loose and shivering like dead hemlock needles in a parched winter wind,
puddling and sifting in the wake of footsteps.
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In My Heart is a Waltzing Girl
In my heart is a girl who
Waltzes to the beat
Of the thrum, who
Surrounds herself with millions
Of fairy lights that
Twinkle with the stars, and
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snow
the smell of snow
sharp and bright
like the world holding its breath
just before it turns new -
The Things We Almost Say
There is a language
spoken only in half-glances,
in the weight of a pause
just before someone smiles. -
Those Who Love Life
(YWP Editor's Note: Congratulations to Csquared! This poem is the November 2025 winner of The Tomorrow Project's monthly awards!