Poetry.

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A free forum for poetry, short stories, or even chapter books without having to create a whole new thread.
There are no rules. Here you are 100% allowed to practice your freedom of expression.
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Winter Night

Written By: Kalen Lewis

The winter's silent cold hold's still,
The secrets whispered through the snow.
The moons shining sliver high,
The foggy breath a gentle flow.

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I looked up to the sky to find the snow quietly falling, sticking to my eyelashes. There was a beautiful silence that seemed to ring through the night. I felt as though the winter was sharing a deep secret with me, whispering in my ear. My breath was visible, mingling with the sliver of the moon.

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Colors of the Sky

Written by: Kalen Lewis

Purple and blue,
Yellow and white,
Sometimes a pink, 
I see in the sky.
Rare are the colors,
Of black and green.
Storms of anger,
Those colors bring.
Grey also comes,
To remind us of rain,
And the stars that cry,
Onto the terrain.
Orange and red,
Are the colors anew.
So do not fret,
Jesus still loves you.

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Grey Clouds

Written by: Kalen Lewis

Sometimes I watch the grey clouds pass,
With facinated wonder,
How do they manage? These big grey puffs,
See, clouds are made of water,
I guess when grey clouds get too big,
They cannot hold it in,
They have to blow and let it out,
Oh look! Here comes the rain.

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The Lonely House

Written By: Kalen Lewis

A lamp sits on a lonely table,
The dust collects on a lonely couch,
A lone chair longs to be sat in,
A beetle crawls in a lonely house.

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The Gardener

Written by: Kalen Lewis

Life –
Springing –
From the gardeners hands.
Dirt –
Moving –
From the seeds that he plants.
Sun –
Water –
Bearing down on the earth.
A process –
The gardener –
Love’s with all his heart.

Edit: I used this imagist poem for extra credit in my English class and got maximum points! (100%)

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My oh My

Written by: Kalen Lewis

My oh my,
How you have grown,
Where did the time go.
On and on.

My oh my,
Don't leave just yet.
My heart can't handle,
Past regrets.

My oh my,
Where have you gone.
I need your love,
Please come back home.

My oh my,
The time has come.
There's nothing left,
Of your sweet hum.

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Imagine
Written By: Kalen Lewis

Imagine that you’re upside-down,
Floating through the air.
Imagine that you see the world,
Just as it is.
Imagine that the world you see,
Has its goods and bads.
Imagine that the world you see,
Is the only one you have.

For the goods you might see,
A lake with shallow waters,
A forest up high, high,
High in the mountains,
You might see a family,
Spending time together.
Some fish playing all around,
In the shallow waters.

For the bads you might see,
A man on the street,
Starving, scraping, for a coin,
To buy something to eat,
You might see a littered stretch,
Where plants cannot grow.
Where animals are abused,
Down in the dusty below.

Now imagine the gravity,
Not being as it’s told,
Lifting everything up to you,
From the dusty below,
From the shallow waters,
From the littered stretch,
From the high, high, mountains.
As it floats all around you,
You wonder how it all happened.

The sky as your floor,
The earth as your ceiling,
God didn’t make it that way,
It wasn’t supposed to happen.

[.the slayer]

A queen has no place on the throne of Fantasia,
He tells me-
And sometimes I have to agree,
Because what is the point if she
Can't bare to look at it,
Why is it hers and not mine?

For I see it every day-every day,
I live in it,
Love in it, but she finds it too cold,
too wet, too miserable, incomprehensibly
evil, and ugly, brutish, pig-headed, the people...
she can't even stand! Every day...

Up in her castle, she has everything... nothing?
At the same time!
She has maids, and butlers, and people in charge of the
gardens, the food and the balls they throw up there.
And I've never even seen one but I know they are supreme-
ly beautiful, graceful and poised!

Too cold, too wet, too miserbale, incomprehensibly
evil, and ugly, brutish, pig-headed, the people...
she can't even stand! Every day...