Best 12Th Grade Poems

Some of us are secretive at first. We hide our poetry’s soul self, 
gently letting her peep out; sometimes regretting it immediately.
Fearful of critiques from...

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Oceana

Oceana flings her sequined petticoats
Upon the sands as if to toss the seaweed 
From the swirling edges
While she dances with the wind
With each turn she...

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What is holding you back?
What is stopping you?
What is making you uncomfortable 
about asking?
about wanting?
about dreaming?
about wishing?
about expecting?
about planning?
about setting new goals?
about learning new things?
about...

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Hocus Pocus

Poets are like magicians.
They trick the heart into feeling, 
“things” they had no idea, were there at all. 

Sadly poets don’t always know how...

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Lingering rays of sunlight slowly die
as scarlet burns the sky, where clouds ignite.
And while the birds roost, bats begin to fly,
capturing elusive moths in mid-flight.
Luna...

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"what is this strange place, we find ourselves in
trapped in the open, we are free within"

in the darkest realm of desperation,
we find love and some...

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Thank you, Mr. Rogers (yes, his real name!) 
for rescuing me from teenage purgatory.

       Perplexed teenager, lacking social lumen
...

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What color are you?
You! You! You! You! You! You! I could do this all day. Smirk.
I am not talking about hair color, eye color, or...

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howling black wolves complain to new moon,
of devastation wrought by creatures!
different from rest in size and shape,
walk on two legs, strange hairless features!

in packs behind...

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My art delights me, covers my walls.
Smiling, dancing, laughing magical beings.
Reminding me how much I love to choose colors.
Appreciated by no one as much as...

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It was the last year of high school and there was a lack of beaux,
But then I got an invite. Whew, that was close!
So now...

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Sketch the sunset leaving today behind,
sinking in the footsteps of yesterday.
And feel the ripple of all life combined,
empty your thoughts; take all but love away.

Emblazon...

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An outpouring of happiness
love surges up from the heart
and splashes against the soul; 
an emotion exclusive to humans.

More than a ubiquitous word,
love is an overwhelming...

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In the know
With Van Gogh
You all think you know him
But who channels him?
Who swims in color?
Who has paint on their hands in a perpetual way?
You...

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The Writer's Book Bag


     When I looked done,
     The bags were all around.
    ...

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