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  Frustration

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Jagged lines of crayon scar the paper where a flower once grew....
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  Redwood Tree

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Twisted old roots reach far beyond a towering trunk....
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  Hate:

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Words crashing onto paper, forever staining it’s white innocence....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Late Afternoon

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Sunbeams waltz across the dusty floorboards; invisible music fills the silence....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Red

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Red-bound book lies open ink spills onto the white page turning it red, like the bird pictured upon it, the bird, thought to be cardinal struggles to displace the ink from its paper wings, slowly made soggy by ink so red. It dares the bird: “fly away, fly away from here, from me from...
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  Un-Tested

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Dog growling behind rotten fence naïve safety....
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  Sun Shower

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Water droplets Cascade off red petals Secret waterfall...
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  Five a.m.

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  sun rising over bleak water, pastels fill the clouded sky....
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  Notebook #2

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Fire red marker of past endeavors with my silver pen....
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  Cold-Hearted

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Your personality and olives have one thing in common, I hate them both....
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  Summer's End

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Tiny birds form a V, dragging away summer on their wing tips....
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  School Bus

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  Big yellow blob, Rolling down the street; Eating children....
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  Afternoons at Mary's House

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  walking little dogs through the foggy, damp rain and running inside All for fifty cents, and a cold root beer well you told me your stories what it was like when you were a kid,I would tell you stories too Talking until my mother called to ask you ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  To Lands Untouched

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  She runs to where? she does not know.    her hooves will take her where her heart wants to go. Trying to find a land left untouched by human hand. A land where humans dare not go. a land where she can wonder so. Wonder so far, and wonder so wide, why there, there she will ne...
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  Sailing

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  at six knots we fly, across the sea. To islands we have yet to greet....
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Click~Clack~Whack

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  click~clack, click~clack; I type out each word, ending with the satisfying whack of my space bar. scratch~sniffle, whine~scratch; My little black dog pleads to jump onto my bed, So she can rest her head on my laptop. And as I type my click~clack, click~clack, whack, click~clack, ...
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  As I watch Her Run

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, ME

  She darts in and out making a wild, and jagged path through the woods she follows me; coming onto my wide, and dusty trail just to make sure I didn’t leave her Like those other people did, But I never would; she knows that I hope. Her jet-black fur pierces the sun light noon. As she...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Wordless

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, Maine, ME

  I am supposed to fill up this page with words a poem to be exact I want to; but I can’t the words have stopped coming into my head Like a dam in a river, I am no longer connected to an endless stream of words; I am wordless. I am still left un-mused, so I must wait for a family of beaver...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Horse

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, Maine, ME

  he gallops through the field’ wind brushing across his face unaware of the jeopardy of his fate that could withdraw him from these fields and send him far away to another field to gallop in another place, with other people that won’t care half as much about him as I do so still he ga...
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  Shadow Dog

  

  By Anna141, Yamouth, Maine, ME

  Nose peeking from under the sheet chin resting softly on my pillow eyes closing reluctantly but seconds later opening up once more; trying to stay awake as long as she can. so she can be my shadow dog. Shadow dog slowly wakes up, She blinks once, then twice, before getting up to stretch...