Category: Poetry
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John Pork (sad) by Lizz Hatt
Looking down at the puddles rain made I can’t help but see your face, Taken from us too soon, John pork why Why must you be gone forever I often think about what life would’ve been like if you were still around But all it does is remind me of the good times. John pork…
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“Like the sun, both fierce and bright,” by Colby Smith
Like the sun, both fierce and bright, I gaze at you until I lose my sight, Fading as the day into night, Yet in your arms, I find my light. For love, though blind you give me sight, I hold you near, in you I find the strength to conquer fear. Unskilled in life I…
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“Some souls speak with no words said” by Avalynn Kelley
Some souls speak with no words said, the ones who show love through action when others have fled. They are the animals— the ones who sit with you when you cry, who watch you grow, and never leave your side. My love for animals will always be ongoing, because at my lowest, I didn’t receive…
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“The silence” by Avalynn Kelley
The silence The chatter, the noise, the breathing. The eyes, the smiles, the people pretending to be what they project. I look around in a room full of souls, and though the uproar surrounds me, the silence in my head is the loudest sound. The emptiness in my chest is what I push away, yet…
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“My life, it’s full, yet I feel so empty.” by Avalynn Kelley
My life, it’s full, yet I feel so empty. My mind flickers to the boy who once held my heart so gently. The romance- the holding doors, the buying flowers. I’m starting to think it’s all a scheme, because every time, my mind is manipulated, and my heart bleeds. Boy after boy, I get a…
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Whispers Between the Graves (by Peyton Christensen)
Love and dying stroll hand in hand,Footsteps fading into sand.One a whisper, smooth and sweet,The different cold, but bittersweet. I cherished you once, in mild so fair,Beneath the sun, without a care.Now shadows stretch in which roses grew,Yet still, my coronary heart belongs to you. Death kindly knocked on your door.Nothing more, just took your…
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“Lost and Wondering” by Peyton Christensen
I go a route I’m unfamiliar with, through dense forests with chilly winds. The trees lean in and murmur, whispering softly, yet they are not seen. The moon is hidden deep behind a haze, and the once-bright stars have lost their position. No connected thread, no map, no guide, merely the unspoken words’ echoes. My…
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“Whispers In the Dark” by Peyton Christensen
A voice in my ear, a whisper of anxiety, Calm but unrelenting, stoking my anxiety. It threads itself through my mind like a dark thread, transforming my anxieties into fearsome beasts. My heart beats too quickly and frantically, trapped in a future that is too similar to the past. In my thoughts, a thousand “what-ifs”…
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“On overthinking” by Peyton Christensen
And Peyton spoke asking, “Speak to us on overthinking” And I answered saying When the world pulls away in the calm of the night, my mind turns into a restless ocean, with every wave representing a query and every ripple representing a doubt. I construct towers of speculation and imagined anxieties one after the other,…
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Wistful (by Leo Collotzi)
Time and time again, I find myself hoping For something very grand Like I have the sun at my command Every star shines for me And the world is at peace And I’m not broken anymore There is so much to explore I find that I wonder About every little thing When my great day…
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Whispers of Silence by Remi Reeves
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Whispers of the Storm
Whispers of the Stormsnowflakes fall one by one,silent whispers in the night,unique and fragile yet so bright,beneath the weight of quiet skies,their beauty hides the wind and lies,much like the storms within our world,where hidden battles slowly rise.but as the dawn sheds light ahead,they freeze and stay, and undoubtedly fade.a dance as the darkness stayed,to…
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Porphyria’s Heartbreak
In this epic poem, Leo Collatzi puts a new spin on the Robert Browning poem, Porphyria’s Lover. The narrator of Browning’s poem is unable to cope with his emotions and wants to preserve a perfect moment, as a result, he kills his lover, Porphyria. Leo writes their poem from the heartbreaking perspective of Porphyria herself,…
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LLA by Envy Ray
In a world that once shimmered, vibrant, and boldNow silence whispers, a story untold.What was once so full of life, now ice cold,Echoes of laughter, once were memories of gold.Untold in the shadows where warmth used to lie,Time drifts on like a soft sighing cry,Beneath the cold slab where his quiet soul lies.In the embrace…
The Hoot 