We Begin AgainA Poem by Erin ThomasThoughts of driving back up to school. A poem about what a new school year feels like.Rails pass, whirring by perpendicular posts repeating. Miles of green and golden corn fields blend an abstract masterpiece of perpetual serenity. The few light clouds in the acrylic blue sky fill my head with one deep breath. Reaching the precipice of my inhale, Heavy stone and ice flip my heart. Once, twice it slips, slides down to settle with all other thoughts of avalanche, thunderstorms. Spirals of seashells, heights of the highlands, values against values. Only when they meet new values, do we begin again. © 2012 Erin ThomasAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on June 30, 2012 Last Updated on June 30, 2012 AuthorErin ThomasAboutI'm a student. Contact me if you want to know more. I write for myself (and for my classes when needed). However, I am always looking for ways to improve! more..Writing
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