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To Grandmother and MotherA Poem by William RousseauThis is a poem written in the midst of nostalgia. |
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WHAT HAVE YOU GOT LEFT? Written by Rïén KelsoA Poem by splattercore#poetry #poem #poetrycommunity #horror #death #blood #slasher #metal #deathmetal #dailypoem #dailypoetry #splattercore #suicide #young #old #youth #be.. |
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Remember Us This WayA Poem by Emmiasky OjexA poem on the unjustifiable massacre in Gaza, Palestine by the Israeli over a war on revenge and inhumane pleasure |
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I Wrote Poems for a Boy Who Didn't UnderstandA Poem by Ally AnnI wrote these words knowing he would never see them |
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Losing Myself in PoetryA Poem by Ally AnnI lose a piece of myself with every poem |
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Things Could Have Been DifferentA Poem by Ally AnnI am so thankful I am alive to notice moments that are pure happiness |
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Billy and Me - New Years Eve - 1959A Story by torittoNewYear’sEve,1959. It was a mild winter evening in Brooklyn thatyear. A good night to be in Times Square…not thatwewere there. We local.. |
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It's not that I don't want to love youA Poem by Ally Annsome people don't understand why it is so hard to love |
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Shadow1A Poem by AngieroseyThis was written when my youngest daughter was coming through substance use disorder to becoming abstinent. |
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Recovery of Old FeelingsA Chapter by thaliaWho’s Eva’s cousin? Lola gets into ber feeling over the name Eva tells her and recites the feelings she feels on the day that is supposed .. |
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Mornings for MiriamA Story by Joseph NeriWhen your heart is broken, your heart is opened. |
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Write Every DayA Poem by Ally AnnSomeone told me to write every day, but do they know how hard that is to do |
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Snowball DanceA Book by Mint Cheung |
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1A Chapter by Mint CheungA week before our school’s Snowball Dance, I ask Luna if I should go. “Yeah,” she answered without hesitation, “it only happen.. |
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Honey, The Kids Are RobotsA Poem by Dominik D. RavensDidn't your mother ever tell you to stick with the program? |
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I had a friend (part 1)A Poem by medvixenAt 14, The age when I was growing Cheeks still pink, eyes still sparkly Body a little plump, Brain and heart unknown of the miseries of.. |
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The First TimeA Poem by medvixenOn a full moon night We took the long way home Chasing souls Chasing bodies We twirled and danced, Spreading our hues In the str.. |
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The Young Girl in the MirrorA Story by Lunayouth and beauty are never lost. |
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Snapshots from an Orchard in Greece - a haibunA Poem by LunaRhodes island has some of the best citrus fruits |
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