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Teen Ink Magazine, December 2004 : Poetry Articles

A River of Consciousness
by Nathan R., Oshkosh, WI
tell the prophet to come
the skyscraper burns as the children fall into
evanescent desire
deeply embedded
deeply embedded so long as I keep writing

so long to you as your journey for
thousands of years, through worlds of time
complacent set in stone
withered to ...
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American Dream
by Ivy S., Loganville, WI
so this is where all the dreaming takes me
to a cold, empty reality
with sleep still in my eyes
shivering, confused, I must’ve overslept
now it’s time to wake up
one last yawn, then face the lies
I’m barefoot and the streets are rough
paved with broken ...
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Cartesian Dualism
by Shi-Shi W., Columbia, MO
Natalie found offbeat inspiration in a dragonfly
perched on a green-purple berry.
Here was a jumble of layers, swing slings, flapping sleeves
and appendages - a frenetic explosion of iridescent color
invested in one jacket wing.
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Consummating Geometry
by Katelynn B., W. Des Moines, IA
In memory of period six

Why does this matter?
Fifteen more minutes
Gray numbers, robotic,
Besieging my brain.
I multiply my hopes by pi,
Press clear, and they all blink away.
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Golden Years
by Emily J., Oxford, OH
So this is it
The best years of our lives
Start looking toward the future
They say it’s coming fast
But keep your head turned over your shoulder
So you can see who’s stabbing you in the back
This time
Don’t be late for class maybe you’ll learn ...
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Lift Off on Maple Street
by Aaron C., Fryeburg, ME
The house on Maple Street
With only the attic light left on
A force is lifting it right off its feet
The smoke and flame cover the lawn
Possibly commotion in the attic
Could this be the cockpit for the house that has lifted?
The explosion and ruckus, for sure very ...
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Lost Relations
by Mary S., Phoenix, AZ
Far away on a dark hill,
Stands a girl,
Reminiscing in pieces of black and white
And trying to distinguish between the two.

Like Jonathon and David,
Two kindergarten mud pies
Are smothered together,
Then ripped apart when nobody’s looking.
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May 23, 1998
by Karen S., New City, NY
I pressed damp shoulder blades
together, stretched my aching arms.
The hardwood floor reflected pale 9:00 sun,
giving the spacious room luminosity.
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My Grandfather
by Joe P., Hawthorne, NY
My grandfather’s hat is the color of blue.
Not the regular, out of the crayon box blue
but like the sky spreading in every direction,
anything is possible type blue.
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My Special Place
by Megan G., Eau Claire, WI
The grass waved
At me from our front window
Indian paintbrush flowers
Peeked out of the grass
Waiting for us
The tree in the distance
Served us for many things
Tea parties
With my friends and sister
Or a lookout for intruders
Always safe
A good place to ...
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Night
by Melissa F., Sugarland, TX
The touch of darkness
Imprisons me in her grasp
Daring me to leave.




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the notion
by Claire T., Normal, IL
Hey, I’ve got this notion
that in the end we’ll both be okay
I’ll set this love in motion
Set down your load
Just watch me press play
And it’ll all unfold
Let me hold your trembling heart
Realize that these truths
Are worth more than
Our ...
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The Penny Garden
by Phoebe S., Asheville, NC
Buried flowers
hidden under box elder leaves
on pearlescent glass
near my castle stump
the shady place I played
when I was three.
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Untitled
by Lucie S., St. Paul, MN
When I was little, Puff the Magic Dragon
Was a storybook character, living in the painted worlds
Of my little kid books
Then I grew into storybooks with
Thick bindings and heavy paper
And Puff the Magic Dragon
Could drench a football field in lead
In a few seconds.
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Untitled
by Emily L., Fair Oaks, CA
flickering strobe lights
silhouetting the figures who undulate
against the apparently unmoving wall
it depends what pill i took
bodies pulsating sweaty against
one another, our colors coalesce well
you must be my only
something clicks inside, i dance
perhaps i am ...
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Waiting
by Steven S., New City, NY
The pavement burns under my feet,
I lean against the chain-link fence,
bounce off of it like a trampoline.
The leaves twirl -
they are concentrated, as if in a waltz.
My eyes squint
I pick the lint off my faded sweater.
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Winter Night
by Rich M., Congers, NY
Cold winter air bites my skin.
A light breeze has the power of wind,

but the silence is peaceful,
yet lonesome. The crickets have stopped
chirping.

The frozen asphalt of the road, dark black,
foreshadows no coming of any person or car.
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Woven Web
by Lauren M., Leonard, MI
You’re like a disease
Something that just can’t be pleased
Running over the water
A sinkhole swallows me up in one gulp
Just like you, always eating me alive

I love to love you, but I hate to hate you even more
Your words make people weep, but me ...
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