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 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
JDK
64,500 words have never meant so much.
Read enough books and you'll find your out of touch.
The rest of them can't know what it's worth.
They don't read enough.

I've been meaning to reread A Brave New World.
Something haunts me about the ending.
Between slaying lions for loved ones and belts of contraceptives,
I've taken on a whole new perspective.

*** without love,
and love dismissed with ***.
In high school I thought this world would be best,
but all of a sudden, it's happened too fast.

I used to relate to Bernard,
with his inferiority complex,
but now I fear I'm just like John;
one day my feet will swing from the north,
to the east,
south,
and then west.
If you have any idea of what I'm talking about then we're already friends.
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Aidan A
Her eyes, contest evening skies
My dreams in full blossom
While her eyes, pierce midnight skies
The stars watch in envy

Yet I'm just nobody else to her,
I dont have the courage
I could just love from afar,
But this I must do -

Dear, I hope that you know
I just love the way you glow
I just cant be your Prince Charming
Too.

I will become her star only if she lets me,
I will become her star if she lets the sun set.
Another piece Ive been working on, these lyrics were originally from a song I wrote when I was 14. I thought the lyrics deserved to be refined - the challenge is retaining the intended feel of the song.
They were constant company
But I took them like they were something free.
I never need the ground beneath my feet when I'm flying
And I never need the air I breath until I'm dying.
But something about reaching for the moon in the height of the night,
Or inhaling the wind when my timing seems right
Always leads to a lonely life and broken soul
And just when I see my dream, I feel gravity pull
Me back to earth, back to who I have now,
Away from the love this hell won't allow.
All I want is to see beyond the sky
To reach up and embrace the stars before I die.
But I'm stuck alone
In a house I can't call my own.
Unhappy with the people around me.
Routine crept through the dirt and found me.
All I want Is someone new
But no other star stands out like you.
It's a **** shame I'm bound to an earth like this,
When you're of another world, in a fantasy of bliss.
So I'll stay home and fake some kind of joy.
While the people all around me misread an unhappy boy,
Because they're too tangible and real,
But it's the supernatural love I long to feel.
For now I'll look ahead and hope with all I've got,
That god will grant me blessing for all the hell I've fought,
Maybe tomorrow when the sun rises alone,
It will bring with it a new reality
I'll finally deem my own.
--Emily Rutledge
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Mayongler
Once upon a time
I saw the sky
And I...
Miss someone
( In the past )
Now
I see the sky
And I
Still miss someone
smile
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
K603
Get some sleep.

Eat an orange every morning.

Be friendly. It will help make you happy.

Hope for everything. Expect nothing.

Take care of things close to home first. Straighten up your room
before you save the world. Then save the world.
Be nice to people before they have a chance to behave badly.

Don't stay angry about anything for more than a week, but don't
forget what made you angry. Hold your anger out at arm's length
and look at it, as if it were a glass ball. Then add it to your glass
ball collection.

Wear comfortable shoes.

Do not spend too much time with large groups of people.

Plan your day so you never have to rush.

Show your appreciation to people who do things for you, even if
you have paid them, even if they do favors you don't want.

After dinner, wash the dishes.

Calm down.

Don't expect your children to love you, so they can, if they want
to.

Don't be too self-critical or too self-congratulatory.

Don't think that progress exists. It doesn't.

Imagine what you would like to see happen, and then don't do
anything to make it impossible.

Forgive your country every once in a while. If that is not
possible, go to another one.

If you feel tired, rest.

Don't be depressed about growing older. It will make you feel
even older. Which is depressing.

Do one thing at a time.

If you burn your finger, put ice on it immediately. If you bang
your finger with a hammer, hold your hand in the air for 20
minutes. you will be surprised by the curative powers of ice and
gravity.

Do not inhale smoke.

Take a deep breath.

Do not smart off to a policeman.

Be good.

Be honest with yourself, diplomatic with others.

Do not go crazy a lot. It's a waste of time.

Drink plenty of water. When asked what you would like to
drink, say, "Water, please."

Take out the trash.

Love life.

Use exact change.

When there's shooting in the street, don't go near the window.
by Ron Padgett
I drink coffee
                  She prefers tea
           together we make the perfect

               buzz.

© Matthew Harlovic
A poem in response to Maddie Henssler's poem "Happy buzz buzz".
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