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 Aug 2020 Jen
Diana
Reflection and poetry are synonymous
To be a poet
Is to be reflective in nature
To be a poet
Is to disperse sparks of wisdom
Within the space of letters and lines
Through moments of inner monologues
“The unexamined life is [a life] not worth living.” - Socrates (Plato)
 Aug 2020 Jen
Mateah
Difference
 Aug 2020 Jen
Mateah
Some people long to be famous
To stand out in the crowd
They long for money and riches
To spend their lives in the clouds

Some people want only comfort
To live their lives in peace
Steady income, cozy house...
That life is not for me.

I want my story to be radical
To scream with the unexpected
Though every page may be a struggle
The end has already been written and perfected

I want my song to be revolutionary
The voice of Love in action
Every lyric will take the broken
And fill them with fiery passion

I want every conversation
To be filled with infallible truth
So that people leave encouraged, uplifted
All anxiety, for the moment, soothed

I want to live a life of faith
Eyes closed, hands held high
It'll be hard at first, I may start out low
But I know I'll end with God on High

Some people long to be famous
To stand out in the crowd
But while they sleep in the clouds
I'll be wide awake on solid ground

I don't need popularity
Or everyday life persistence
I want an unexplainable life
I need to make a
DIFFERENCE
 Aug 2020 Jen
Emma Elisabeth Wood
The wilderness is wild
and dangerous

but so is my heart
 Aug 2020 Jen
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
there was a little kitten he had a ball of wool
this he  used to play with to stop him being dull.

he rolled it on the floor and all round the place
then around his body and then around his face.

he was so amused rolling round and round
dragging all the wool all along the ground.

he would play for hours with his little ball
till he got very tired then off to sleep would fall
 Aug 2020 Jen
Donall Dempsey
PLAYING ABOUT IN ITS DREAMS

The snow stormed

ran around
the night

like an ill-tempered
child

and as suddenly
fell asleep

in mid tantrum.

We woke in the morning
& found it still

sleeping softly
curled around the house.

We tried not to
wake it

as we tiptoed out

leaving footprints all over its mind

and played about
in its dreams.
 Aug 2020 Jen
Grace E
Symphony
 Aug 2020 Jen
Grace E
Life is composed of beautiful moments
Stitched together with hope
Though there are patches of heartache and uncertainty
But all in all
It is a fine garment
Woven with the tender and caring hands
Of the creator
A symphony of color and sound and taste
Life, even with its doubts
Is a true gift for a heart that is grateful for it
 Aug 2020 Jen
Hugo Pierce
Balloon
 Aug 2020 Jen
Hugo Pierce
solving your problems
by blowing them up, just means
you make them bigger
Violence is never the answer
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