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Friendship Friends are there for you When you are sad, friends cheer you Friends are family

answered Feb 17 in Poetry by PrincessKittens Left (201,870 points)
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FRESH LIKE THE LEMON SEA-rattled to the point the bird could sing no more, it's lungs out of hope, it's heart out of breath in which it had beat no more ... . His eyes closed shut, and his midnight black beak quivered. He was indeed perfect dinner.

answered Feb 11 in Poetry by Kitten (568,680 points)
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Would anyone like to read any of my poems? I think I have some good ones. Should I post them?

asked Feb 11 in Poetry by lunalovegoodmolly (248,150 points)
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WHY WAS THE WOMAN IN DESPONDENCY-sorrow, sadness, melancholy, twas the woman. And yet she held her head down, maybe it was all that they had tooken. Her brown greys ... some days she just had wished she was single. Some sad hours from your dear poet.

asked Feb 11 in Poetry by toad aka star (345,970 points)
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Hello How are you doing? It's me LLM Okay Today. I am going to try To type In an ongoing free verse poem. Keep in mind That this is no where Close to my best work. This ... up. This is to tough. See you in My next post. Maybe it will be A real poem.

answered Feb 6 in Poetry by PrincessKittens Left (201,870 points)
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These sad thoughts Are like poles Stuck in my brain Why do you leave when you know I'm in pain Is it the cutting The bleeding The scars that keep appearing You seem mad Maybe ... know I won't be here I'm slipping in I'm giving up Why did you leave?

answered Feb 5 in Poetry by lunalovegoodmolly (248,150 points)
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So this is really sad but it's loosely based on when I moved around a year ago: My eyes flutter, It's not true, it's not true But Deep down I know, I know it is. I lay ... I know I have to leave, I know its time to go, But not yet. Not now. Not ever.

answered Nov 10, 2019 in Poetry by Jabber (24,520 points)
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I am teacher I am a tamer I am a student I am a tutor I am a girl I am a lady I am a glasses person But don't call me laddie! I may let you cheat I may let you score But watch out! There's more ... S S W I T H T H E T E A C H E R T A M E R ! ! ! ! !

answered May 17, 2019 in Poetry by OpalGemStar (55,960 points)
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I am confused in biology in the biosphere help meeh donkei donkei

answered May 9, 2019 in Poetry by Ammy-k (28,670 points)
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To the Cross I come From across churning rivers And still waters. To the Cross I come From over trenches And high monstrous mountains To the Cross I come From the sinking ... Hell had for me From the Cross I come Because the Savior has come for me.

answered Mar 11, 2019 in Poetry by Ammy K.
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just asking you

answered Nov 26, 2018 in Poetry by arkzo (422,990 points)
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Walk to the end of the street. Do you see the rich colors of autumn all round?on the trees?and on the ground? Brown, red, and gold Wrap your jacket twice around your body ... death isn't the end?that it's not over?that time mends? Green, warm, safe.

answered Nov 19, 2018 in Poetry by anonymous
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Leaves drift from the trees They float, cold and dry As autumn's first freeze makes the wind heave and sigh. The world is cold and quiet But don't worry It will ... t fight it as the leaves flurry in a storm of autumn leaves And of whispering trees.

answered Nov 17, 2018 in Poetry by Queeny (117,270 points)
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Hey everyone! So, I made a poem! More like a few. Tell me your opinion, and these aren't my best, because I had a lot of my poems sadly deleted on accident. Enjoy! ... I hope you liked them!! Comment your favorite, and if you want me to write more!!

answered Oct 18, 2018 in Poetry by toad aka star (345,970 points)
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I need help and editors for this poem. Can I have some help? Red blooms at the edge of civilization It courses through us, Spilt in petty wars, But in red there ... is warmth. But also the ever present, Hate, destruction, anger. Which will we choose?

answered Jan 3, 2018 in Poetry by brittney
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I am writing a poetry book! What kind of poetry should I write? Petrifying Poetry that will chill you to the bone..... Priceless Night and Day that will describe ... Poetry that will make the world seem beautiful like the stars.... Vote Today!!

answered Jul 4, 2017 in Poetry by Vanilla Bean (85,120 points)
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5) You are like a star, 7) you just glow with wit, that's 5) what L is about.

answered Jul 2, 2017 in Poetry by L (75,760 points)
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(I'm good at poems, I think. I hope you like this one. It's haiku.) 5) Telling people what 7) you think, trying to be true, 5) BrandonBikerBoy. (Anyone else want a haiku)

answered Jul 2, 2017 in Poetry by L (75,760 points)
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HER ADDICTION Standing in the doorway, Gentle as a blue jay, She seems to be open, When really she's just coping. Using those drugs and pills, Trying to forget problems ... low. (Never take drugs! They are bad for you, and they slowly kill you!)

answered May 25, 2017 in Poetry by anonymous
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HIS MISTAKE You told me he invited you to the bar tonight, Even though you're underage, You said he told you it would be cool to go a couple rounds, And ... just keep this in mind. Thousands of people are killed in drunk driving accidents a year!)

asked May 25, 2017 in Poetry by -GEMHeart- (279,280 points)
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Her First She had her first breath her first cradle, her first laugh, her first arrival. She had her first bite, her first word, her first step, her first year. She had ... her first job. And suddenly, she had her first goodbye to her family. ♦ ♦ ♦

answered Apr 7, 2017 in Poetry by rae (86,620 points)
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I Was by ✨GemHeart✨ I was a little kid when I found my passion, When I was just about to say I had none. I was a little kid when I first took a stand, And let my ... and begin to drift away, From the memories I'm holding on to, in this month of May.

answered Mar 19, 2017 in Poetry by Twilight
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Drip. drop. Water falls from the sky. Plip. Plop. Puddles everywhere.

answered Mar 7, 2017 in Poetry by ❤☮LouTheLuver☮❤ (160,150 points)
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​Color must be red

answered Feb 7, 2017 in Poetry by -GEMHeart- (279,280 points)
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The sky is gold or is it pink and fluffy The clouds are white, or is it made of cotton candy Either way I believe heaven is as I imagine it to be. Is the walls made ... ! I I'll go to Heaven to the open arms of Jesus To home and to everlasting life.

answered Jan 22, 2017 in Poetry by -GEMHeart- (279,280 points)
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People, we N-E-E-D more users in this poetry Edmodo. We have been doing it for like a month and we only have two people. Though, only one of them is ... weekly poetry newspaper but we can't just have one person's poetry on it. code: 44rtb8

answered Jan 6, 2017 in Poetry by L (75,760 points)
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Christmas Is coming and winter too, so pack the blankets and sing Christmas carols with family. Snuggle in blankets with a story don't forget hot coco too. So ... and sometimes wrong but just enjoy ,and share your presents with FAMLY all along.

asked Dec 3, 2016 in Poetry by happyL (430 points)
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I stay, still in the lake, waiting for my day of departure to uptake. I can feel it in the depths, my promise to leave will soon be kept. The current ... of a great monstrosity. Toward the gaping, vicious, open waterfall at the end of the stream

asked Nov 19, 2016 in Poetry by snowFall (510 points)
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Swimming fast, and loose, and free One, two, three, four Innocent to the dangers of the world Five, six, seven, eight Survivors of a new era Nine, ... , sixteen In their earliest stage Seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty Live your life little one

answered Sep 17, 2016 in Poetry by -GEMHeart- (279,280 points)
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From across the trees The chickadees chirped for me. From under the logs Crept a frog. From the river slinked the otter With his legs churning the sand . From the ... to to me is a forest playground- With prey and predator running wild and free.

answered Sep 9, 2016 in Poetry by -Moonlight- (63,800 points)
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I made this up myself. Another for you guys whose pet(s) has/have died. ___ "You see me lying here in the soil beneath my stone The grave besides the laughing gnomes. ... really under this soil, I am in heaven where I want to be, waiting for you."

answered Aug 24, 2016 in Poetry by Drippy Da Derp
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The overflowing water Laps at the shore You may wonder how to reach it And how to wake it The answer is grace Which never stays in one place As it washes us clean of the sins We bring to the River of Grace On the sandy bank on which we stay.

answered Aug 20, 2016 in Poetry by RAT R LIFE
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Stalks shoot up from the earth Green leaves unfold towards the sun Petals unfurl Raindrops patter the plant Sun shines on its stems Brown crisps form on the flower Wilting, wilting ... earth again. (P.s sorry that I copied a bit of your poem Cindy!)

asked Jul 23, 2016 in Poetry by FancyRatLover/ChristainGirl
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The star so silver It made the trees glow. The star so large It made the sky seem to shrink. And now I starting to wonder- Does anybody know what this might be?

answered Jul 22, 2016 in Poetry by FancyRatLover
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When the sun downs on that day When I was about to pray, I saw glistening colors of blue and bronze Of pink and gold, Of lavender purple, Of chestnut brown, Of ... flash of light over the shining sky, I knew the Lord above was there for me.

answered Jul 22, 2016 in Poetry by sparkle101
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The sea and the sky- How it is flashing by. Across blue-green depths Over huge white clouds. How can they be so alike When everything here is just a dream Of the wonder of Creation.

asked Jul 22, 2016 in Poetry by FancyRatLover
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She walks in Beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes: Thus mellowed to ... read it. Thank you, I give all credit to the author of this poem: Andrew Marvell

asked Jun 10, 2016 in Poetry by Cindy7872 AJ (28,680 points)
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The Dawn It is cold as death I don't dare take a breath Only one thing can save me: The dawn. The cry of the owl The coyote's growl There is one thing I want: The dawn ... The dawn. It is no longer cold The sky is pure gold! Oh, here it is! The dawn!

asked Jun 9, 2016 in Poetry by anonymous
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Paris! My dreamland! The sweets, Oh the crunchiness! Oh the crunchiness of the macaroons! Oh the softness! Oh the softness of the pastries! Oh how my mouth waters for Paris sweets! The ... in a place like Paris! Paris, my dreamland! ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦

asked Jun 1, 2016 in Poetry by ❤☮LouTheLuver☮❤ (160,150 points)
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Twinkle Twinkle Little Star? Twinkle Twinkle Little star, Okay, let the star Twinkle How I wonder what you are, It's a star you just said it Up above the world so ... ! Twinkle Twinkle little star, how I wonder what you are this is a horrible song!

asked May 3, 2016 in Poetry by FuzzyFuzz
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Speck of dust Speck of dust I see in you, many wishes that will come true. Speck of dust you are not what you seem, I know that you have many dreams. Speck of dust you might live a dull life, so go and live a more wild life.

asked May 3, 2016 in Poetry by FuzzyFuzz
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The remains of what was my sanctuary lie in front of me. Yellow machines roar and roll back to from which they came My childhood lies in pieces at my feet. My memories Of hide and seek Of board games in the fort These woods of mine Forever gone

asked Apr 29, 2016 in Poetry by ❤️GryffindorGal❤️ (116,620 points)
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Vines It has been 3 years since the beast has died It has been 3 years since a young lad saved our town It has been 3 years since the green snake has ... and crashed an aged cottage And vines were rushing everywhere What story is this poem from?

asked Apr 18, 2016 in Poetry by ❤☮LouTheLuver☮❤ (160,150 points)
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Life Something Beautiful Something we take for granted Something amazing Sorry this wasn't really good! This is my first haiku poem XD

asked Mar 30, 2016 in Poetry by Cindy7872 AJ (28,680 points)
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Photograph By: Ella Barnard To imagine Light To be inserted onto a piece of paper A memory Is not lost, but kept. Capturing a moment With the push of a button, Photograph

asked Mar 29, 2016 in Poetry by FuzzyFuzz
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2 answers 74 views

Freedom Taken for granted Freedom is a privilege Be thankful for it

asked Mar 27, 2016 in Poetry by ❤️GryffindorGal❤️ (116,620 points)
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A Butterflie's Colors Do Elegantly Flutter Gliding Higher In Joy, Kindly Leaping Merrily, Nicely Observing Plants, Quickly Roaming Sunny Take-offs Under Vibrant Wings X-traordinarily Yours Zooming

asked Mar 21, 2016 in Poetry by FuzzyFuzz
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Each pointed with a different personality a speck falls to the ground with many others Blending in? Camouflage? no. Each delicate with smooth curvy lines? or A hard fine ... Only one alike The alike is that all different Snowflake. One made of many.

asked Feb 7, 2016 in Poetry by fuzzyfuzz
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The grass was crunching like a giant stomping on a can What's that sound? Cloud white fur was following it Whose white fur? It is a knife with carrots Who is ... that you can snuggle up with That helps you dream The calmmest dreams The happiest ones.

asked Feb 2, 2016 in Poetry by Lou Lou
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I was a mouse whispering in a fluffy ear Telling my confedential secrets that nobody can hear I snuggle up with the choclate animal When I am about to visit the dream ... is alive to me Which has feelings And a life My treasured, lovely teddy bear.

asked Feb 2, 2016 in Poetry by Lou Lou
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