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  Under My Feet

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  Leaves wrinkled with age, Rest in pieces on the ground, Wearily they lie....
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  Seasons

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  Fallen wooden tears, Buried in an icy grave, Return as green hearts...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Looking Up

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  Bright sun in the sky, Shining down on all below, Dark clouds shy away....
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  Becoming Human Before My Eyes

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  I have a friend; she’s my best friend, actually. We became friends in middle school with one of those instant bonds so common when you’re little. Honestly, we’re an odd pair. Her mouth produces a hundred words to one of mine; she loves rainy days, while my skin aches for the warmth of sunshine...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Without Wings

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  Mournful, she dredges her weight forward, Onward, to a white house built upon stilts, Home of the broken. A bird lights upon the evergreen outside her window, And it manifests her thoughts As it catapults for the iridescent sun. She envisions a torrent of eagles Sweeping her away, far from t...
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  Biography

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  Her dreams lived in the abandoned house on the corner, Scheduled for demolition. They waited for dim white spots smudged against black windows To hear their lamentations And travel trillions of light years through space and time, Then, trembling with exhaustion, Wipe the sweat off their brows,...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  A Little Late

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  I met a tree that did speak to me Scarred and weathered, as old as time was she. The tree she whispered as the wind tossed her leaves And flipped them to reveal their silvery underneaths. She warned of the hour when man would fly deep And lose himself in the abyss of love’s deceit. I chuckle...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  September

  

  By ChelleLynn, Cold Spring, NY

  The leaves transform from green to yellow to red, the vibrant colors swirling together on nature's palette, blending in faster and faster strokes, until all that's left is an ugly brown that curls its subject into a frown of disgust. Figures withered and wasted and fading, falling farther and...