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Hammra Sistur Aug 2020
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⠀⠀[ i ] am a rocket⠀      a little one
⠀⠀[ i ] will make it⠀⠀⠀to other worlds
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀ that are blue
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀( and ) are slippery pink
⠀⠀( and ) different kinds of worlds
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
that have sayings about
⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ how funny it is
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀that
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ their trombones
dont stand
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀u
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀p
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀r
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀­⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀i
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀g
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀h
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀t
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀­⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀( and ) things like this
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⠀⠀( and ) [ i ] will be proud with tears
                                                           ­ that
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⠀⠀[ i ] came for a while ( and )  shared
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀< a > wink
⠀⠀< a > kiss
⠀⠀< a > secret⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ( and ) went on
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀other worlds,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀too
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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Andrew Rueter Aug 2020
Our world passes another at close range
we can see the inhabitants of the other world
waving to us—planning on passing through
but our gravitational fields switch
and we fall into each other's worlds
seeing the beauty of what the other has experienced
before we hit the ground.
Andrew Layman Jul 2020
Such angry hunger pains
how the world quivers and shakes,
while men and women
fresh from their work,
whisper the toll it takes;
as clay forms lay listening
glistening, and salted in their beds.

However, not an alarm is raised
not a single head turns
we are safe, comes the lie
we are secure, comes the swallowed pill.

As we close our eyes
and prepare for borrowed sleep
I think with great dismay:
oh, what a difference,
does indifference make for us sheep.
Aer Jul 2020
there's no such thing as empty pages.
in a single sheet there are worlds
waiting to be discovered,
questions waiting to be answered
and people I wish that I could be.
how many worlds can you find on your paper?
Joyce Joadiyce Jul 2020
Martians out there in the stars
Planets and of the worlds
The galaxies, moons to wonder
What's the stars of planets r
gracie Jul 2020
im sorry i havent been better;
i promise you ive tried.
but no one seems to notice
the pain behind my eyes.

im sorry i keep crying,
i just dont know what to say.
my words would only be empty,
and you would turn away.

im sorry that i must leave so soon;
i really cannot stay.
i know that i seem fine,
but i am not okay.

im sorry that my time is up;
im ready to say goodbye.
i know this might be hard,
but i promise ill be fine.

im sorry for apologizing,
(its really all i know).
i promise that i love you,
but its time for me to go.
i found this in a diary from freshman year and its one of the only poems ive written that rhymes.

12.28.2015
TOD HOWARD HAWKS Jun 2020
LOVE is the religion of all peoples on Earth, whether they're conscious of it or not.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet, a novelist, and a human-rights advocate his entire adult life.
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