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jenna-dixon
jenna-dixon
American Writing is and has always been an escape for me. A poem can say just as much or more than a full length novel in just a few stanzas. Though both are nice, I chose to express my deeper feelings threw poetry than a full length story.
He has a heart of gold Kept locked away in an iron box, Curious, I picked at the lock He lift the lid and showed me, He showed me what was inside And my heart beat for his.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 1:01 AM UTC
Locked
Just a few short months That's all that's passed But still I feel I've grown Even if just the slightest bit Sometimes all it takes Is a new setting New people and new a place My eyes have opened I know how lucky I've been My family loves me And I love them This is all that is really needed But I have so much more A home to go to Friends to smile with Some don't even have a smile Some don't have a home Or a family that loves them Yet I am fortunate enough to have this Why?
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Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 7:08 PM UTC
I've Grown
A dream told my you left me But it was just a dream, right? You wouldn't really leave Would you? Then again we haven't talked It's been ages since the last time But I still love you, do you not? Please still be there, I don't want to come home To find you gone Please, I can't lose you Not now, not ever really
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Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 2:43 PM UTC
Have You Gone?
How can I possibly help When I'm the one so lost? How can I give advice When I don't know what I'm doing? But I give the help That I wish I had, I give the advice That I truly need, But do I listen to myself? No-- These words need to come From another's lips Before I can hear it Another must speak These words of encouragement That I say so often, But when I look around There is no one there, No one to help me when I fall, I am alone.
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Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC
I Am Alone
Songs of past generations play Bringing smiles to faces That know the tunes so well Taking them back in time Back to when they where the young The ones that caused the trouble And made the grown ups shake their heads And question the future Someday that will be me Remembering my childhood And teen years of glory I hope to smile like that someday.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 2:36 PM UTC
Untitled
The hols in his shoes His ruffled hair, The way he's so jumpy A sweatshirt never changing, The ***** shirt That also holds blood stains From fights past, Holes in the knees of his pants, His foul language The anger beneath the surface, Scars dealt by others All of this and more, His kind eyes The glowing smile A warm hug His ringing laugh All of this and more Is why I stay, Stay with him here All of this and so much more.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 11:40 AM UTC
All of This and More
Embracing, I am glad to see you, See you again after all this time Knowing it will be long till again We see each other, Picking up where we left off Like no time had elapsed The way you smile, It makes my heart sing People might thing us a couple The way we act together But that doesn't bother us Let them think what they want, This friendship, this bond, It's something special And as little as our paths may cross It is something I will always remember.
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 11:29 AM UTC
I Will Always Remember
She turns around in her seat To see him sitting quietly, A low hum rests in the class As students pretend to do their work, She takes a breath to say something And he glances up, Shyness overwhelms her And she turns back to her work The boy says nothing And goes back to his The girl bites her lip Nervous, unable to focus, She turns abruptly and speaks The boy looks up in shock A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth A new friendship has started, She soon learns The boy is bullied For his worn cloths Yet she does not mind this, In the halls after school The boy sits against his locker, The girl approaches him Noticing his black eye, An outstretched hand Was all he needed from her To smile again And she did just that, Their friendship grew And blossomed into love But he had another detail One she did not know yet, At his mother's grave He speaks to her Explaining the subtle scars Her eyes water in sadness, How could a father Be so cure to his own son? To hit him repeatedly Until his skin broke, This had to stop He had to be freed From the horrors of home But he won't let her, He said his dad would **** him If he saw any legal authorities She bows her head Wishing, praying for his safety On a cold night a siren awakes her, Sitting up in bed she watches To see the way The emergency response vehicle goes, Her heart stops, She knows the path it took all too well, Climbing out her window And grabbing her bike She starts after it Her eyes stinging from the night air She arrives to see It was his father's new girlfriend Who had made the call To put an end to things But it was too late She hadn't reached the phone in time The girl runs inside, Past the medics, To see his body at rest On the floor still bleeding She falls beside him And cries out his name, If only he would answer Everything would be alright, Holding his hand tight She whispers her apology to him, Sorry she never did anything Sorry she didn't save him, The father thrown in jail The boy buried six feet down, The girl stands at his stone Vowing her heart will never love another She places a single rose On the cool gray stone And turns to walk back to the road Her head hangs low, eyes fixed on the ground She never saw the car that hit her She never heard it All she knew was it was over and done And she was in his arms once again.
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 2:10 PM UTC
He Was Quiet, She Was Shy
She turns around in her seat To see him sitting quietly, A low hum rests in the class As students pretend to do their work, She takes a breath to say something And he glances up, Shyness overwhelms her And she turns back to her work The boy says nothing And goes back to his The girl bites her lip Nervous, unable to focus, She turns abruptly and speaks The boy looks up in shock A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth A new friendship has started, She soon learns The boy is bullied For his worn cloths Yet she does not mind this, In the halls after school The boy sits against his locker, The girl approaches him Noticing his black eye, An outstretched hand Was all he needed from her To smile again And she did just that, Their friendship grew And blossomed into love But he had another detail One she did not know yet, At his mother's grave He speaks to her Explaining the subtle scars Her eyes water in sadness, How could a father Be so cure to his own son? To hit him repeatedly Until his skin broke, This had to stop He had to be freed From the horrors of home But he won't let her, He said his dad would **** him If he saw any legal authorities She bows her head Wishing, praying for his safety On a cold night a siren awakes her, Sitting up in bed she watches To see the way The emergency response vehicle goes, Her heart stops, She knows the path it took all too well, Climbing out her window And grabbing her bike She starts after it Her eyes stinging from the night air She arrives to see It was his father's new girlfriend Who had made the call To put an end to things But it was too late She hadn't reached the phone in time The girl runs inside, Past the medics, To see his body at rest On the floor still bleeding She falls beside him And cries out his name, If only he would answer Everything would be alright, Holding his hand tight She whispers her apology to him, Sorry she never did anything Sorry she didn't save him, The father thrown in jail The boy buried six feet down, The girl stands at his stone Vowing her heart will never love another She places a single rose On the cool gray stone And turns to walk back to the road Her head hangs low, eyes fixed on the ground She never saw the car that hit her She never heard it All she knew was it was over and done And she was in his arms once again.
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For no reason No reason at all I have grown numb To the world around me No will to get up In the early morning light No care for those around me But why, why be this way? Nothing has happened I've lost no one Life is just a gray fog The reasons behind it Remain a mystery But maybe that is why, Nothing has happened I'm at a stand still Is it time for change?
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Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 1:30 PM UTC
No Reason
Her dove flies among the highest clouds Soaring and cooing completely at peace, She perches on a golden twig beside a long lost friend Happy with her reunion she looks down And finds a gathering of people dressed in black— She glimpses the tear stained cheeks, Understanding she flies down—unnoticed And sings her last lullaby, Although it may be hard to hear Just absorb the silence around you and listen— Feel the unheard notes of her lullaby, Soon she flies back to her perch And is welcomed back She continues to sing her song, You can hear it in your heart— Look inside yourself And feel the soft touch of a dove.
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Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 1:52 PM UTC
The Touch of a Dove