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savannah-sawyer
savannah-sawyer
American Poetry is a way of taking LIFE by the THROAT. / / -Robert Frost-
The rain is falling  Here Under this tree where  No one can harm or Disturb me as I'm protected from the Everlasting shield of  Reaching branches  Sometimes the rain seeps through To fall upon my head but that's  Okay because I'll always Remember how hard it tried to keep Me Safe
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 12:31 PM UTC
Thunderstorms
You are the pour of a hot cup of tea on an autumn morning  You are every poetic verse poured onto one single sheet You are the cool pouring rain on a warm summer night
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Jul 3, 2015
Jul 3, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
Pour (ed) (ing)
Laying on the bathroom floor With cold tiles to my back I think of all the things I'm not All the things I lack  I roll over on my stomach My cheek pressed to the floor I dream of all I could've been How I could be so much more But then a though occurred to me That others may think the same That somewhere on some other floor Someone else is wanting change This then led to deeper thought Which made a lot of sense to me There's a reason we are this way We're all the way we were meant to be  Every one of us is different  But in the end we're all the same All together we're beautiful And beautiful has no name
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 11:09 PM UTC
Beautiful Has No Name
deadwood haiku is exactly what the **** it sounds like, **********
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Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
what is "deadwood haiku"?
Time is such a treasure  That's quicker lost than found And when it's gone you search again For whatever's left around A second seems like nothing  When you have plenty to spare  You never learn to value them Until they just aren't there A minute isn't that much more So you toss them left and right  And then you're scrambling to find Enough for one more night  An hour can be wasted  As easily as breath or speech  But when you have to count them down You learn to make the most of each  In the end I find it easier  To always value time  To cherish every single second  Of every moment that you're mine
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 2:08 PM UTC
Time
This house This house is yours  This house is mine  This house is open anytime This house is happy This house is whole This house welcomes any soul This house is home
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 11:52 PM UTC
This House
Wind tumbles leaves from their branches  Like a hatchling from its nest Sometimes nature's like an alarm Pushing us from rest But one thing I have learned from this Is that the world knows what it's doing It gives a little shove when needed And into our future, we're parachuting
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 11:50 PM UTC
Parachuting
I love life the way it should be Where we all have a soul mate Where when we're born we see in color Until our other's fate But for me it's quite the opposite I've never seen color a day in my life All shades and highlights and different tones Of the same old black and white  Eventually I somehow came to terms I accepted my colorless scheme  So you can imagine how startled I was When my reality took after my dream I opened eyes to meet light shades of morning To instead have them flooded with *** I was bombarded by all of these new tints and tones I couldn't ever select a choice one Though after the initial shock of it all I was startled once again more With the realization that I finally found you The someone meant to color my world
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 11:44 PM UTC
Color My World
An aching present in my chest A dull pulling at my heart I've never been this far from home Or from familiarity so vastly apart Every breath is dragging out a little  And my feet along in sync  Flashes of home are taunting me When my eyelids rest briefly to blink So far from home, from comfort, from safe Nothing's numbing the disorder inside I've left early to make my way home Continuously hastening my stride Finally surrounded by home again In the comfort of my room, my bed I'm safe and sound but something's off The ache within isn't dead  I've finally pinned what the problem is Why my heart remains askew Despite the turmoil in my troubled mind I've found that home has left with you
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Apr 9, 2015
Apr 9, 2015 at 11:18 PM UTC
Home
Every night now I fall asleep With no one around but the stars I think of how unfair it is That they get to be where you are They get to see you and wish you goodnight  And greet you with the rising sun I've always simply admired the stars Now I wish that I could be one   I've started drawing my curtains closed Just before the sun dips away But I've forgotten of all the plastic copies Which over my bed hauntingly play Squeezing my eyes closed just doesn't work Neither do clouds in the sky And it pains me to know that I'll never be one No matter how hard that I try
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Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 11:27 PM UTC
Stars