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Life Upon Lines
A pencil traces across a sheet of paper,
Creating lines, and curves,
Zigzags, and swirls.
Soon the lines will connect,
Forming images,
Sketches, and words.
Within these lines,
People,
Creatures, poetry, -
The Wind Blows
The wind blows,
Swaying the trees,
Making them speak,
And rustle.
The green leaves twirl,
And dance, along the branches,
Which seem to hum,
As the air rushes by.
They swing, and sway,
As if they are thinking, -
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,
Loves
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Would I be happier than this?
I stay up late finishing work that would be better done in the morning.
Sitting at my desk,
the moon makes its way through the sky,
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Rainbow droplets
When the rain clouds roll in,
I don't need a jacket.
I'll dance in the rain,
be the first to see the
rainbow come again.
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Problems in Middle school
The worst
Feeling
When your in
Middle school
Is when
You think that
The guy
Who you hate liking
Likes your best friend
Who is better
In so many ways
She's pretty
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Preserved Moments
Listen to the soft pattern
of rain drops falling onto the window pane
creating streams of water
that all end in a small puddle beneath the sill.
Feel the softness of a blanket
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Today I'm Afraid
Today I am afraid
For today my life
Lies in the hands of people
Who see me as a monster
A destroyer -
