traces of patience passed
desperately i clasp
on to shrinking dreams
they are reality’s edges and seams
graciously,
solace beas
upon my weary head
and until- all has been done and said.
When I cry Tears roll down my cheack burried in my hands lie my tear stricked face i yell to the sky why me just a simple question I ask again and scream to the sky why me lord why do i cry
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wryness: How beautiful Unembellished Shines the sunlight On the water. Here a flash, There a sheen. Soft flashing. The waves, The waves. Living.
Andrew: Courage to look, I quickly turn away. The girl I love, Her heart I cannot sway.
Russell: It has taken some time, really hours of study and preparation, but luckily a big red “F” has never been mine
Tristan: I faintly feel my spinning wheels come creaking to a stop. To keep them going, momentum slowing, takes much more than I’ve got. A push, a prod, a smile and nod, I’ll take what...
D. Edgar Lamp: FAILURE Fortune gathers those who know, All the seasons take their turn, Instant while the moments glow. Logic binds the rapturous burn, Urgent weather aches to go, Rising fractal...
Meryl: If F stands for FAIL, Why does BYU use E? Does E stand for EPIC FAIL? Could that possibly be?
Volkam: Traveling up a long winding stair I grow and learn the stairs never end but I don’t care I want to feel the struggle and the burn at times the stairs are smooth or rough my efforts...
Tristan: They say that it ends. They say that it gets better. I don’t believe them.
SBgiselle: High School Day by day, It is the longest thing invented. Year by year, It flies by like it never even happened.
Meryl: I struggle to research; I avoid writing. But soon my paper will be longer than this poem.
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playing a matching card game
and the second card you flip
looks nothing like the first
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building bridges
slowly, carefully,
paying attention
to the craftsmanship
bridges that go to places
full of people
and then
with the wrong words
you set them alight
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A wasted night
Full of facts and figures
Is not justified
By the “F” of the paper
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writer’s block
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unbearably so
has this endearing endurement go.
distances trespassed
then can i barely grasp
a glimpse
a hold
my hands gone cold.
traces of patience passed
desperately i clasp
on to shrinking dreams
they are reality’s edges and seams
graciously,
solace beas
upon my weary head
and until- all has been done and said.
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+2
Everyone you love,
if you couldn’t tell,
made it to heaven.
Welcome to hell.
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The excitement of jumping into a lake naked
is quickly countered when the car won’t start.
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0
When I cry Tears roll down my cheack burried in my hands lie my tear stricked face i yell to the sky why me just a simple question I ask again and scream to the sky why me lord why do i cry
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0