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White Christmas Snow

By Faye Charlotte Three feet of snow cover anything in sight, except the black sludge that pools at the edges of the road. The bright white stings your eyes with its reflection. Is it Christmas yet? My mother adorns the tree in red bulbs. Red like the ribbon you used to wear in your hair. The windows get pelted with snowballs and make you scream. The white covering all. How many presents are…

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My mind is like the ocean

By Angie Matthew endless crashes gallons and gallons of my own conceptions and convictions slam against the shore feeling no mercy as rocks and shells are unwillingly bombarded tumbled through the wave they find peace among the sand. feeling no mercy as dread and shame unwillingly surface tumbled through my spirit I find peace among the pain. Angie Matthew is a soon-to-be Alumni of Westfield…

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Go Home, Holden Caulfield

By Jackie Chou Leave the sleazy lights of the city,and do your homework.Forget the rye fields.The children on the cliffswill be chaperoned by their parents,and the ones who do fallwill more likely be missedthan being caught.For every hero offering his arms,there will be a crowdstanding around watching,doing nothing.Knowing you,you would not likethe phoniness of it all. Jackie Chou is a Pushcart…

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Ode to Black Holes

By E Kraft My dear black holes,Mysterious creatures from large starsNuclear fusions from crushing hydrogens into heliumsDelicately balancing between radiation and gravity Until their supernova explosion Just a fraction of a second Pity no one can seeMy dear black holesThough misconstrued like dull vacuumsA new generation will look to youAnd will one day uncover the real you E Kraft is a poet…

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Lipatti: The Last Recital (September 16, 1950, Besançon, France) and Other Poems

By Joan Lerman Lipatti: The Last Recital (September 16, 1950, Besançon, France) Soft as silver-toned satin, flowing sounds roll out of the fully-opened black piano lid; like white silk, generous melodies appear, evolve, and flourish. True, he was ill with leukemia, but no one could imagine his passing would be in just two more months, on the second day of December, 1950, at the age of…

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The Sun and Other Poems

By Anthony Ward The Sun  (Life) The provider of life, Powering our planet. An engine of energy. Lighting our world, With its radiant countenance Expressed in the ocean of air. It’s intriguing sentience, Blinded beneath its intensity. Mercury (Communication) The atmosphere, desolate- Yet light-hearted Volatile in its eloquence, Its igneous desert both searing and cold, In close proximity…

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For My Mother and Other Poems

By Angela Kosta Translated by the Indian poet Dilip Mewada For My Mother… I have written several lines and endless verses with my tears, pain of love for her. Where are you, my mother? I wish to kiss your eyes with goodness once again! I want to caress your warm hands just the way you used to do. I want to feel the wrinkles of your untimely old age with my fingers, I don’t want to see you in…

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Climbing Over and Other Poems

By Susan L. Pollet Climbing Over Seventy people from all Over the world gingerly Climbed over an injured man On a narrow mountain trail In his terrain his homeland While they were trying to Get to the top to set a record Not to be deterred from their Lofty goal ignoring human toll No matter that an unfortunate Accident to one climber occurred Brushed right past him though he Could have been…

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I am the soil of your edges

By Hira Lal You are the river that is flowing fastly, You're Moving regardless of your edge, But your banks are stable what are staring, I am the soil of these shore, It's waves falling on me as a peep of black eyes, In whose glance strange people are drowned, These shores seem strange to you, Whose gait is flowing with pride along of their, My soil is dissolving into your waves, Your waves…

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Bloodroot and Other Poems

By Samantha Terrell Bloodroot Thoughts and feelings scrape Against each other – a barren Tree limb on a transparent Window pane. A roll of birch tree bark blows Around in the wind, showing Us time is short. Our own Raw skin will soon be exposed. When numbness sets in We ask ourselves Who taught us To gaze out windows anyway, and Why are humans inclined to peel husks? Or, when did you learn…

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A Memory

By NIGHTMAN I recall my early day In this moments so close To the upcoming era Of haunting creatures at bay. It was scent of a girl That trembled my daydream souvenir of the past— And I thought tales are true And young ones innocent flesh and smell be it in memory be it in real Attracts those unholy children of the night— Those creatures of shadows at bay. I remember the day we celebrated A…

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Slingshot

By Jim Bates He was quiet that fall. Withdrawn. He’d started classes in a new grade at a new school. Old friends were drifting away. He couldn’t help it, but he felt sad much of the time. He didn’t know why. He took to walking in the nearby woods after school. He found, surprisingly, that he liked the feeling of aloneness, of being by himself with his thoughts, mulling things over and thinking…

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Vampires And Other Poems

By Sean Eaton Vampires Those night-hunters, vampires, unable to go out in the sun, arrange moonlit picnics for themselves on scenic hillsides during the warmer months, on the young and supple or ancient craggy hills of their grandmother Earth. They plant tall torches in the dry dirt in perimeter around antique Persian carpets, smaller candelabra placed on the rugs' centers, as stars burn…

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The Emperor Penguin Dreaming of Flight And Other Poems

By Pedro Moranchel Jr. The Emperor Penguin Dreaming of Flight  sliding off the thousand feet high iceberg into the Southern Ocean near a flying wandering albatross they were both just specks Far Future Fear realizing I chose money over me stuck saying words like "scope" wanting hope that for me it is not yet too late Aspirations in Flight today I aim to clench the olive branch with the…

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Arthritis And Other Poems

By Kushal Poddar Arthritis You will realise - sleeper agents from both sides jog with you every morning. They try to solve you, dissolve your front, sleep with and convert you. One sun has set; another has crossed the sea. The other day your daughter called from the hem of the towers' periphery. Silence. Gossips. Silence. Beep. Your retirement suffers from notice of your friends'…

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Legacy of my Grandmother

By Ali Ashhar My maternal grandmother narrates me a story of my mother she was the child who gifted her the most beautiful essence of her existence— motherhood she smiles and recalls my mother’s first day at school when she was only two and a half and got inducted into a new chapter of life on witnessing my inquisitiveness my grandmother turns the page and tells several other instances; it was…