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RLee Feb 2022
The hallways are so crowded
With students like a school of fish
The Endless Sea of Knowledge

So easy to get swept away
Far from where you want to be
Your locker, your class, your connection of P.E.
The Endless Sea of Knowledge

The students absorb their studies,
Like a sponge from the sea
The Endless Sea of Knowledge

Knowledge is the key
To life above the sea
Out in the real world
Where we'll eventually be
So use your time wisely
While here in...
The Endless Sea of Knowledge
By Reagan Lee, age 12
Odd Odyssey Poet Jan 2022
Nowadays;

knowledge is just the know,
walking to the ledge,
close to the edge.
And if you go on to follow,
a fool's knowledge;
you'd soon be dead...
pilgrims Jan 2022
Oh! How the Sun is bright!
A shiver from the piercing light.
Although eye try with Earthly might,
eye stare on
with awe and fright.
Maria Mitea Dec 2021
because it  burns  you
you don't like the sun
and the shadow doesn't buy a story,
It knows its edges and the milky ways,
attached to a leaf tail
chlorophyll counts its rays,
***** energy from its light,
- we grow elephant ears,
our heads have shrunk like the peak of a needle
bifurcated,
time does not lie
instead of being permanently bent
head
now it is one meter above the ground
hands / feet / thighs
we do everything we want in upright bipeds
yes,
to get out of africa
we walked thousands of years until we  picked up "the first thumb up"
then again we walked thousands of years,
we raised the thumb up again
thousands of years ... thumb (up) drive one gigabyte,

time does not lie

- i saw you at the țoțora in the polk of medhorotsky,
with the toma from brăila digging  ditches to keep your feet lower,
at a french carnival, you loved a girl and called her by the name
consuelo, mon amour, consuelo, - you wielded swords,
used feathers to write (with the blood) on a soap bubble
you were looking for

the time that does not lie

did you say:

- the night is just beginning to taste like molasses
- from afar, you see love like a bloated balloon lost in the distance
- to recognize the shape of the earth, i have to feel the stars beneath my feet,
to see the one above my head
- people are programmed to see faces even in sandwiches,
to believe strange things, that they can walk on the water or
like in little prince  to believe a talking fox: “though the eyes are eyes, they cannot see,
only the heart can,
tame a flower, and you”ll see that time does not lie ... ”
then what can you expect from the sun
when it burns like a madman in the wilderness and dances like a *****,

hallucinate

they say we are 13.7 billion light-years from the edge,
how  the sun not to like you when it heard you singing a song without a sound,
so simple and clear,
and now every morning it brings you a basket of jackfruit at the gate,

be ”the edge” truth or assumption,
”the foam that forms us and breaks into a vast cloud of styrofoam bbs” (Ken”s words)
who knows, otherwise
it seems that we are close to knowing the real shape of the earth:
jump up, fall on it, is  not  moving,
standstill and solid,
it doesn't matter which way you want to go
you can go in any direction
go far enough
go as far as you can
you will always reach the ocean

did you say:
- we live on an island
Persephone Dec 2021
I think you do not realize that the childhood of the privileged does not make you richer with knowledge
- There are people far wealthier than the 1%
From kids who come from bad homes or have good reasons to hate where they came from, I find it's always the kids who come from good homes who are the first to argue how we shouldn't hate them. Even though we will never say anything about how they love their families unconditionally. This poem kind of represents that.
all pointers is all wisdom
all pointers is all wise,wise of wisdom
all wise is all wise of wisdom
all wise is all wise of pointers
pointers point to wisdom
pointers point to a all wise wisdom
knowledge is a point of wisdom

knowledge is a point of pointers
knowledge is a all wise wisdom
knowledge is knowledge all pointers
a surface is a surface of all pointers
a surface is a surface of knowledge
a surface is a all wise surface
a all wise surface is a all wise wisdom

a wise surface is a wise point of surface
wise is a wise tale of pointers
a tale is a wise tale of pointers
a tale is a wise tale of a tale
a point is a wise tale
a point is a wise tale of a point
a wise tale is a wise tale
my writing is called philosophical writing. i only uses middle ages words,words from the renaissance for instance words liked gracious,extravaganza,etc... this poem is about a wise tale is a wise point of wisdom. the meaning of the word pointers is for instance trying to make a point or the advice of a person trying to give their pointers. i don’t add capitalization’s on my writing.
evolove Nov 2021
EVERY government once established. Becomes OPPRESSIVE.
Poetry truth knowledge
evolove Nov 2021
The simplicity of this  will blow your mind.

Nothing leaves this plane/t.
When you die your body decomposes and becomes soil. The gasses and liquids in your body evaporate and become air wich goes back up into the clouds.
From conception every drop of water your mother drank and every fruit or vegetable she ate, came from the clouds and soil that nourished her.
From birth you are made up of these cells from those cycles that will forever recycle until the end of time. You drink the same water that fell on this earth at the beginning of its life.

I do believe in a soul and spirit.
But you can now see.
YOU ARE EVERY PERSON YOU'VE EVER MET.
Poetry truth knowledge empowering
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