Poetry
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Calm
Poetry
Listen. Silence your thoughts There is work to be done Move with unmistakable swiftness Let your feet be as silent as your mind Breathe in the waves of the ocean Receive the sands
Poet of the Week: Carlos M.
Poetry
Potato Chips and dirt Smelling chips and dirt Reminds me if fishing with dad Summer Saturdays Summer Afternoon Our faces sticky Windshield view, bright read sunset Endless talks with you 40s and forest
Poet of the week: Tyra S.
Poetry
Summer Sun She arrives boldly. She brings light and clothes me in warmth. I feel her. I peer at the light blue barn. Her heat waves vibrate  within trapped air. I stand and
Star
Poetry
Have you ever wished upon a star Looked in the depth of the dark Sky and saw one waving at you As it jumped for your attention It made itself seem larger than
Jump off a Bridge. Go On!
Poetry
My feet seem to know the destination My mind is trying to locate My arms are pumping themselves today My legs are moving in sync with my other limbs As if stopping like
Memory
Poetry
It's a shame not enough pictures were taken Days like today I stumble across your page A page detailing your life sits before me For a second I am taken aback
Knowing
Poetry
My body is failing me. No matter how hard I fight, I can feel my cells multiplying, Dividing themselves among my entire person. This must be what it feels like, To bear much
Who Hurt You?
Poetry
I can see your hurt in your eyes Every time you bat your eyes You have a flash back to the day He swung at you like Jackie Robinson Trying for a home
Letter to My Dad
Poetry
Dad, I have some things I want to say, I hope You will hear me out. I will start with saying I am thankful for Your involvement in my life. for the times
Bland
Poetry
Monotone is a word used To describe a sound that stays In one pitch and one tone It's never easy to know If the speaker is happy or sad Some might
Self Portrait as A Middle Child
Poetry
Some days my breathing is fluid, sliding in and out of my body as if I am a fish underwater. The responsibility placed on me by my father floats in and out of
Don't Cry
Poetry
Just keep smiling & keep laughing never forget the power of a good laugh how a genuine smile brightens dark days how they make cheeks once hard as stone  soft and full — a
Little Brother
Poetry
The green grass is starting to look more purple Now that your blood has been splattered on it. Tears hit the blades of grass turning the royal purple Into a soft periwinkle. How
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