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skyzone poetry

The Twin Towers was like Skyzone Was tall So big Like a tower tall as the sky So fun And fun So soft on the trampoline Like a cloud in the sky so high up Behind me were soft blocks…

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Blooming Sky Above Me

I walked down Waltham st I seen the beautiful blue and white Blooming sky above me I smelled the salty water By the pond The segals squeak all day And night Through the streets. I passed by my neighbors house…

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Home Land

On the flag an X is placed There it stands on the fireplace With black on the sides Green at the top Yellow in the middle the colors never stop. The bird next to it with all the same colors…

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Sunshine

The sun rose covering the dark sky People awaken and begin to fuel Snow on the mountaintops melt and dry Little girls and boys head to school Red roses and bright, white daisy’s start to bloom People making history Everyday…

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Boring Days

Sitting here, watching the day pass, Boring, boring like an unpainted wall, Boring, like an unused baseball, Boring, like an ant, so small, I have school off today, I thought it would be a blast of activity, But nothing seems…

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Smoke Joint

In Downtown there is a place called Smoke Joint its the point of my happiness It smells like different kinds of meat were the tables are set up neat. I wait patiently for the waiter to give me a seat.…

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place poetry

I live on a street named Hawthorne All my life that´s where I was born And I´m always eating corn When I walk out my house cars horn I go to the store to get candy Then I see my…

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Town?

Town? No friendly neighbors No playing children Only a family who sits in their house with their unused hearts No words are exchanged No eyes meet Only angry scowls of love forgotten folk No teenage romances No courage to make…

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STOP

A life experience Taught me that I should Look both ways before I cross the street I was riding my bike No cares in the world I was doing jumps Jumping this way and that way Stop sign, no worries…

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Illness

Nausea swells up, like a balloon No doctor can cure my illness Only the titanic pines, reaching from above The satisfying crunch of firm pine needles Beneath my bare feet A warm breeze wafting pleasant smells by my face Only…

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Winter Thoughts

The wind flows through my hair As thoughts flow through my head, Trees draped in perfect snow The ground a white canvas, The path under my skies slightly worn Snow falls and piles Erasing the wear of time The wear…

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Enveloping Campground

The lilting sound of songbirds whispering on the soft breeze of sunrise The burst of warm pinks and oranges warming the heart As the dying embers coax laughs and smiles from those around us The shivering of the aspen leaves…

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Mala Vrata 6

As the sun peaks over the horizon, The sea is a sheet of glass The leaves of the palm trees, still soldiers, await the call of the wind. The town starts breathing. Slowly at first. The market opens. Then faster.…

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Telluride

The street embarked in light The stores and restaurants stick out Each one is different and individual But they come together to be one place A place of lakes and streams And mountains and hills There are trails to walk…

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My Peace

My peace Silence is my peace I smell nothing I see sand, I feel sand but I do not it It sings peace A nice tree Statutes that do nothing, smell nothing, see nothing My peace My silence It all…

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