poetry

mooning/U

A love story, of sorts.
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Hi Ho, Act I

Picking sweet cherries is dangerous
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and your handsome fear,

If you like geese, gossip and wings, this poem has those words in it.
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two birds

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.
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metamorph

Candles don’t need poems about them to inspire us, but I wrote one anyway.
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scattered

If joy is a bird then of course it must be singing.
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cue cards

Just because it is a comedy doesn’t mean it isn’t also tragic.
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Lambency

A small tribute to my high school creative writing teacher, Mrs. Jane Starner, whom I knew at the time as Mrs. Bales.
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a poet’s job

A poet’s job is to take chaos and turn it into a story. Here the story is the chaos itself.
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and caffeine augmented their efficacy

What if everything had a voice?
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