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Golden optimism
The golden sun rises above the mountains,
Creating glimmers across the water
That look like smaller, brighter suns.
They dance and sparkle
Against the lake.
They jump and leap,
Creating a spectacle,
Beyond reality. -
Golden Sunshine
Warmth tingles my cheeks,
Like hot, golden sand is brushing across them,
Or as if tiny needles gently poke my skin.
The gentle heat relaxes me,
Like hot cocoa on a cold day.
It feels as if I’m being smothered by light, -
Bound With Possibilities
I look up at a night sky bound with possibilities,
Maybe life, maybe plants.
Perhaps a sea, filled with grass and flowers,
Or a mountain range, made entirely from water.
Could it be a planet just like our own, -
Stories and plots unraveling
Fresh open pages,
A musty old smell,
Etched onto paper, lie stories unravelling,
Adventures untangling,
A break from reality,
A mirror to your life.
Opportunities opening up,
New perspectives being handed to you, -
A Glimmer Of Color In A Black And White World
My world is in black and white. Literally. My skin is gray, and my hair is black. Everyone around me has gray skin too. The same gray eyes. The only thing in my world that isn't black ane white are th -
Painting My Island
My oar dips into the water, and pulls it aside. Dip. Pull.
Loves
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His Majesty
I stand there, wind knocked out of me.
In front of me: his majesty.
Quickly I bow as not to anger,
And the king raises his hand to keep order.
The room falls silent,
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Stars Above & Love
The stars above
know our love.
Written across the seas
like melodic keys.
Wind sweeps us away,
settling secrets with the day.
Whispers of the night
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Human
To be human is a complex web of
emotion, of
trial and error, of
experience without knowing what lies ahead
but still turning one's face towards the sun, accepting
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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.