Category Archives: Poetry

Sometimes I write haiku’s about math

Entitled: Probability Luck, a gamble, fate your history is vast and great- science of chance. Entitled: Newton Newton, a knight, took the skies and he left the world for the rest of us.

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Magnetic Poetry and National Poetry Month

So my library is celebrating National Poetry Month in a big way! We have magnetic poetry boards up so people can post things, we’re doing a poetry slam, and we’re doing a haiku writing contest. So lots of fun things. … Continue reading

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Ode to Long Island

I wrote this during Spring Break at home. Oh, you are a true beauty queen, with your sharp curves, brilliant blues, luscious greens, sating lips, hilltop curves, long flat plains, cement forests and tall knobby trees, you are many things. … Continue reading

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Between the Silence so Much is Said

Your eyes fall on mine, I know not who you are but I feel it in my heart, foolish things are said, I'd defend you till the end. And every day we're like this, silently wondering why or how. And … Continue reading

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Sound of the Night

There was a call, in the night things ache. Bones rattle and werewolves moan. My disposition is a bit unknown. Cobwebs are creepy, but tequila is soothing. Can't sleep- things are heard in the night. Wide awake now. Thump thump, … Continue reading

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Womenly Love

Title subject to change… Pale as a flower, delicate as so,She is my world, the only thing worth seeing.Our love is burning, ambitions low,I'm lost in your eyes, love is so freeing. You are my only reason for being,together we're … Continue reading

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Foreign

She doesn't know who she is, she doesn't know what she wants, shes everything I am and nothing you're looking for. Everything seems so foreign through a looking glass. It's like nothing I know, nothing I understand. And you're everything … Continue reading

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