The Wide Eyed Girl

The Wide Eyed Girl   The wide eyes blinked It was over The war has engulfed the pond, the garden, and the moon It wasn’t her choice She smiled Too young to worry, too old to cry The wide eyes stared at a green leaf, among the ruins The birds might come back She poured…

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Poetry Blogs

In a treasure chest only my eyes can see I hide things that make me, me. There you’ll find treasures of my own poems too personal, drawings so imperfect, and sand from back home. But here (in the blog world) I find chests open wide. So I throw the key and join the fight. #NewBlogger    

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I see monsters in the park, impatiently cursing the sun missing the dark. I see paws digging beneath a stone. Tail wagging so happy to find his old bone. While his owner impatiently waits to make the drive back home.  

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The ripples in my glass of water were my proof, There are little creatures that I can not see… There are small things, smaller than me! But here I stand on my kitchen floor so much bigger yet feeling so small.          

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In a dream I came to know Of what is above And what is below Of creatures dark and ones that glow And I heard the earth crying out to the sun: “burn them all, rid me of this plague.” Then I woke.

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The Savior

“He will save us, don’t you worry, loving and strong, the hero will return.” The priest found a way to calm the crowd So they stood still as their town burned to the ground “Will he rebuild my tree house father?” The boy wondered “He will make you a new one, a better one, in…

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Born screaming, he did not choose this. Died screaming, he does not want it to end.

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