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Teen Ink Magazine, December 2005: Poetry
Rhymes by Rachel B., Rocky Hill, NJ
Squishy bugs and Falling trucks Indeed scared us all But not as much as Dorothy’s fall Into the deep gooey mud
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The Seasons by Elizabeth S., Clarkston, MI
Grass-tickling, water-trickling, feet-mudding spring. Bird-singing, scent-ringing, flower-budding spring.
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Hospital by Samantha H., New City, NY
I walked in glass doors, and sat In a lobby, overlooked by a balcony. There stood my mother, Unexpectedly flawless
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Static Cling by Jill L., Doylestown, PA
One a.m. and I am speechless. His sandy brown hair floats to the ground like burnt embers
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Inferno by Brandon W., New Hyde Park, NY
The sour smell of ashes in the air, Fire sirens beating my eardrum, People drawn to the smell, Curious, concerned.
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The Epitome of Your Face by Morgan S., Hockessin, DE
Is it wrong to love a nose? Because your profile reveals The most beautiful one I have ever come to witness
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The Disappearing Remote by Brennan R., Hemet, CA
Behind the pillow, under the cushion, Where could it be? I’ll keep on lookin’.
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Clocks by Kristen B., Hopkinton, MA
Slow down, I beg you. But you never listen. Instead, you taunt me during these precious years
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Scritch-Scratch. Scribble. Erase. (The Poem) by Kate W., Charlottesville, VA
For 99 cents I can write you a poem but hold on, it might take a while
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I Am by Katey W., San Diego, CA
I am from the mist settling over the canyon To the crashing of waves off the side of the coast
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The Diary of a Taxi Driver by P.J. R., Doylestown, PA
Sweet and melodic jazz, the soundtrack of my life drowns every honk, siren and scream that fills this city.
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Chasing Chickens by Katherine M., Lunenburg, MA
She’s running around the chicken coop After those silly birds Got her skirt hitched up too high
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Desire by Freda R., Lafayette, IN
All I ever wanted ...
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Everything by Jennifer L., Carol Stream, IL
Meaningful conversations Full of the movies we’ve seen
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Visiting the Grave - In memory of Gho Lacey by Katie H., San Diego, CA
Our first one-sided conversation Was nothing strange:
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Reflections on Rumi by Justin S., Newton, NJ
I would like to think I am not a pebble on God’s hand
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Warm Snow by Mike B., Mattawan, MI
Life. New. Pure. Like the first snow of Winter.
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Sunday by Rebecca S., Phoenix, AZ
Sunday we watch the tourists From a safe distance on the deck They arrive early: survey, plot and storm the beaches
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Heart by Eliana A., Lorain, OH
They gave me this notebook and said, “Put your heart into it.”
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