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Perdue Poems Apr 2019
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alice Mar 2019
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Oskar Erikson Mar 2019
This tether, to a dark ocean bed
pulled taut by the weight
attributed to this endeavour.
currents slicing
across sea floor
unanchored me.

lifeline

floating on the surface
upon water that might only be calmed
with time.
Jane Mar 2019
What if I don't want to be obvious?
Lies can catch up to you.

I think we're all kids at heart,
that's why I still laugh at unnecessary squawking
I wonder if they'll remember that
while they crucify me

Some people think they can weasel
their way into your mind
They're conniving, planning-
just waiting for you to plummet from heaven,
All the while under the guise of righteousness
I don't blame them though,
isn't that in our dna?

This is probably a statue; caring is a statue.
we presumed it possessed a pulse-
when it's only a chunk of rock.

A sailor pulled me from the waves,
but I never really wanted to stop swimming
random poem lol, feel free to tell me what you think
Sammy Mar 2019
in the moment before the sun rises,
the soft, warm glow creeping onto your face,
quiet Whispers float around my ears.
Whispers of love, hate, and that which is in between.
i wonder aloud,
"are we In Between? where do we fall?"
you take my cold hands in yours, and,
bathed in the golden honey light as we are,
you tell me that we are In Between.
but, you add, you're right where you need to be.
where else would you go?
when you stop and think, where is
In Between?
there's always a high and low,
big and small,
light and dark.
no matter where you are,
you're always In Between two.
now, you Whisper as you fade away,
dream away those dreams of perfection.
I'll always be here.
first poem y'all, not that great but that's what practice is for
alexandra Feb 2019
I sit by my window, hair in a twist, draped in oversized clothing.
I stop and notice my surroundings.

They seem to only be surroundings, until a wind throws them all into a vigorous motion.
The trees flow forward and back I feel them inside of me.

Back and forth, back and forth.

A force of nature acting upon nature.
Oh the simplicity.

I reflect on my own life's nature.
The fabrication of routine,
the oh so un-natural,

Back and forth.

I move in silence.
I am a continuous place (being), where there is no end, nor beginning.
No stop, no go.
Not a single sign of natural flow.

Why can't I be like the trees?
Stand tall and secure, despite being rattled.
Over and over again.
Against all they do not fall.

I can feel them inside of me.
Back and forth.
MisfitOfSociety Feb 2019
It was clear to me then, but it escapes me now. Infinity was condensed to a single moment, I don't know how I knew that, but I did.
I saw standing before me, a tomato, a swine and a human. They stood side by side. Their physical bodies were dissimilar, but their souls were all the same.

By cutting the tomato you cut yourself, and by killing the swine you **** yourself. They all may not look the same, but what they feel is the same. You are the tomato, you are the swine, and they are you too.

To you this is ******, but to me this is life.
Life has got to eat life, It is how we survive.
Life has got to eat life, It is how we stay alive.

Life to you rings a different tone. You claim that life is more than food, that to feed is to ******, but no one says a snake is a murderer when it kills a mouse.
You say no one needs to die in order for others to live. But death comes one way or another.

You say:
"Stop mashing that potato,
Stop cutting that tomoto,
Stop pealing those carrots,
Stop grating those onions.
Just because you can't hear them, does not mean they don't scream;
And just because they aren't people, doesn't mean they can't feel."

How you see the world is the only way to see it? But I saw infinity in the fraction of a second, yet it was an eternity. I saw that what we see, is what we want to see. And that what really is, is what we make it out to be.



I was laying in the dirt, then the dirt became me. I then fed a flower, then I became the flower. A doe ate the flower, then I became the doe. A wolf consumed the doe, then I became the wolf. A man skinned the wolf, then I became the man. The man lay in the dirt, then I became the dirt again.

Life bleeds into new life, It is how we stay alive.
Life bleeds into new life, It is how we survive.
Anthony Mayfield Feb 2019
A love
But none
At the same time
Dang it
Not again
It's so easy
To lose my feel
When one's so far
And one's close to feel
A love with none
Dang it
You fool
One feels with no hands
One speaks with no words
A love with none
Dang it
Forget it
But
You love it
You crave it
You will destroy them
May you rest in peace
You fool
emma hunt david Jan 2019
I'm 12 and I've been reading for 352 days straight and I have no interest in the people around me and why should I?
I'm 14 in this one and my sheets have polka dots on them and my pillow is Avril Lavigne's face and I'm thinking about the girl at school with pink hair and slow penmanship.
When I'm 16 you are 15 and holding my hand and I'm asking about french homework and trying not to focus on the movement of your thumb around mine which is not friendship.
This time I'm 21 and your thick bones outline my thin and I like this small feeling.
I spent a lot of time growing up wondering about my ****** orientation and struggling to find a box I could fit and move and wiggle in at the same time as being terrified of other people and completely fascinated at the thought of not being.
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