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It Meant Nothing To Me
Don't mind the dedication; it's totally an inside joke. Also, this is my first official attempt at a poem, so feel free to rip me apart in order for me ...
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Teacher
The Teacher said unto the Student, "My Son, follow my instruction, And you will succeed, For I am wise And you are inexperienced. I have encountered many trials And challenges ...
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Cycle
An unearthly calm has settled on the land. The joyous sounds of the woods have ceased: The birds do not sing, the leaves do not dance, The air has the ...
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A Thousand Little Animals
Last night I dreamed of a thousand little animals. A thousand little animals without faces or voices That could make their way through life Without needing to see or hear ...
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Be My Anti-Valentine
[Prompt was "write a poem about how you feel about valentine's day". Hopefully my message is clear. This is due on, when else, Valentine's Day.2/14/08: sent it in last night. ...
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Arms oustretched, wind rushing through my hair
This is a product of boredom and having a really good idea running through my head all day. Enjoy! ****************************************** Arms outstretched, wind rushing through my hair. The cloud
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Frozen In Time
Enblematic poetry is poetry written in the shape of what it's talking about. Take a wild guess what shape my poem is in. [pre]A picture can freeze a moment in ...
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CAPTURED: A Poetry Program
The theme of these poems is the emotional strength of photographs. Some may give people the "warm fuzzies", others may arouse anger and spite. Whatever the emotion may be, photographs ...
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Ten Weeks
My entry for the instructors "On Fire" contest. Inspired by picture #1 Ten Weeks Ten weeks ago, my hands would be shaking In anticipation of what I'm about to do. ...
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Empty Space
This is the first poem I've written in a while. Feel free to tear it up. Empty Space The empty space beside me Once housed the soul of a man ...
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If I Had Another Drink
If I had another drink, I'd be able to get out of my chair, Walk across the room, And dance the night away with you, Your hips grinding against mine, ...
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95% of America
(This poem stems from a saying that my Intermediate Comp prof says when he teaches a grammar rule: "And now you're smarter than 95% of all Americans." Enjoy. --kf) i ...
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I'm so, so sorry
It's odd to know that, less than 24 hours ago, you were standing by my side, urging me to do the things that I've always wanted to do. You were ...
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The Death of Promethius Jebediah Wulf III
NOTE: This poem is based on entirely true events. No names or places have been changed. On a crazy Saturday night, four men wearing jeans and hoodies took the one ...
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Self-Immolation
Self-Immolationfor those who gave their lives in antiwar protestsI wonder if I could ever feel so strongly about a causethat I would be willing toset myself on fire for it.I ...
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Wisdom of Children
Sometimes,I'm surprised at how wisechildren can be.Hearing only occasional screamsabove my music as I work,I didn't know why the little boywas crying.But it was when I turned my music offand ...
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Addiction
NOTE: Whenever I experiment, I think that whatever I do is really cool. Then I re-read it, and wonder if it is as cool as I thought it was. This ...
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Done Feeling Sorry For You
NOTE: flash poetry. I don't feel this way yet, but I'm getting there. things are complicated as an adult. also, it's kind of a song, but it's more poetry than ...
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Clean
As the water burst forth from the showerhead,washing the dirt from my body,I thought of how dirty you made me feel,and how I need to wash your filth off of ...
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You Can't Tell the Children There Is No Hope
Go ahead. Try it. I dare you. Look this innocent young soul dead in his eyes and tell him about life's harsh realities. Tell him that sometimes people despise you ...
