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  Holiday

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  It was a haze; a glow that could have only been spiritual, or for the atheists: global warming. It was so settled and calm and embracing. The pines of the evergreens far off on the hills caught different shades from the dips in depth as the hazy glow muted the rays of the sun. Driving by, one could ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Sometimes

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Sometimes I think of you as a scar Unwanted though forever engraved On my heart Sometimes I think of you as permanent marker Leaving me with a story That I must bear Sometimes I think of you as the sky A void that harbors My trains of thought I think of you as the morning breeze G...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Poison

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Out of every thing That we would choose To change about ourselves Where are the keepsakes? What would we never trade? What are we secure about If not our home lives Or who we are? In what corner Do our securities suffocate in So wasted, Dormant, Intoxicated by all of the negativity ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Summer Breeze

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  I’m praying For your voice To ring loud in my ears Though you’re exchanging Words with the wind. You have been all this time, While I’ve been praying. I’m not a factor Or a variable I’m just a girl Who prays. You’re listening For the sound of wind chimes dancing In th...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Dirty Snow

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  In the beginning We all fell But all that matters Is where we landed Privileged to land Into the lap of love Blessed to fall Into the arms of peace Lucky to land At the feet of faith But what about the other side That no one wants to talk about The heart Of hate The soul Of sorro...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Car Ride

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  The windshield wipers Struggle to keep up With the rain Our hearts Struggle to keep up With time Going by faster than we think Marching on to a beat Faster than our own The music hums Against my ears A pair that aren’t even listening The white dotted lines That guide us throug...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  The Way Things Are

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  There is acid In our raindrops, Poverty in our cities, And “fake” printed On every tabloid In this nation. There are cigarette butts Abandoned among grass blades And embedded in sidewalks. Unpaid bills Collecting on counters Starving stomachs, Thirsty lips, Broken hearts, And t...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Saltwater

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Everything Is falling. . . Like the sun At the end Of the day, Like the shooting stars Which we always Seem to miss, Like my tears Down my face And off of My lips, They taste. . . Like salt.....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Judgment Day

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  There is no such thing As absolute privacy The stars witness Every nighttime horror The graves hear Every clash and clang Six feet above Children feel Every vibration of tension Despite their parents’ effort God knows The volume of our hearts And the density of our minds ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  For When Giving Up Sounds Nice

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Life: it seems to be getting harder Though what else was I expecting I could walk through life pretending But I know the hardest part is accepting I find it hard to deny any kind of truth So I’ll face whatever’s in my way “What doesn’t kill me only makes me stronger,” A quote to l...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  My Being

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  My Thoughts: They stack up like legos Towered high By a kid With big ambitions My Heart: It sits heavy like rain clouds Over what was supposed To be a perfect day My Eyes: They betray me Like cheating lovers My Hands: They count every lego, Translate every rain drop, And curse e...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Lost & Found

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Boxes, Buckets, And treasure chests Of dreams; Lost As we’ve grown up Lost, As we’ve forgotten. Sunken ships, Skeletons of cities, And reports of broken And abandoned Dreams; Lost, As lives are cut short Lost, As lives are lost. Found, Only as we find ourselves....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Time to Think

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  An empty room, An untouched notebook, A vacant set of swings, Or a silent night. The curtains are drawn, Exposing an ugly view Of the neighbors’ 2-story. Candide, Teen Vogue, and the Bible Lay on the floor. Lines and lines Of verse, Poetry and prose, Research and notes, Consume ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Dirty Windows and Their Secrets

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Dirty windows Keep a million secrets Each minute whispers a new one Into your hollow ears A million and one Hidden from a world That won’t invite you in The blemished glass conceals you From a world consisting of terror Yet grace A world that can’t seem to decide Between good and ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Alone

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  What we feel When told That we need To come face to face With ourselves. A moment Conceived in looking glasses Inherited from grandmothers, Translucent and humble Puddles of rainwater, And side-view mirrors Stationed In your peripheral. It suffocates All of our personal atmospheres...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Summer Haze

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Should I be looking For someone Somewhere else? Should I dismiss The unidentified sparks Or the flight of butterflies That dance In my teenaged stomach? Should I quite hallucinating, If I am hallucinating The sparkle I catch in your eye When you catch mine? Should I stop playing T...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Shoeboxes

  

  By overachiever-writing, Shillington, PA

  Where do the years go Are they collected in shoeboxes High on a shelf Well out of our reach I’ve always wondered If maybe they might’ve disappeared Dissolving into the universe As soon as their revolution ticks by I’ve always wondered If maybe the years play on Reliving each day ...