Best College Poems

October: I'm eighteen, shortcutting home
through an autumn-burnished churchyard -
copper-lustred leaves, moss-skinned stone -
a jaunty swing of skater skirt and arm,
college folder square-sturdy in my hand.
In...

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T'were the night after Christmas, 'n' the house was all dark.
Not much money for 'lectric in the ol' trailer park.
Ma waitin' tables at the club...

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Toddlers' Exploration: 

Cardboard drum, a thunderous beast,
Playful roars in tiny fists and feasts.
Fleeting wings glide, dreams just out of reach,
Soaring through tales of barnyard Waddles...

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Heroes

When need arises they rise up in every town
No matter the toll it takes, they just carry on,
But not everyone will recognize who they are
For...

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Note:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley,  Born 4 August 1792
Horsham, Sussex, England[1]
Died , 8 July 1822 (aged 29)
Gulf of La Spezia, Kingdom of Sardinia (now Italy)
Occupation	Poet, dramatist,...

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E Pluribus Unum ~  Out Of Many, One

[Author's note: E Pluribus Unum is a traditional motto of the United 
States, but the scope of...

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I wish I’d had the courage to ask you
why you treated me so differently to my sibling

You gave her private education at Norland  -
yet...

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finding shapes in clouds
or four-leaf clovers in fields . . .
the child’s eye searches

What does it mean to view life through a child’s eyes? For...

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'Twas the night before Christmas, all children were in bed
Elves were loading the sleigh, for Santa's big night ahead
A heavy fall of fresh snow had...

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Why A Poem Is More Than Ink On A Page

Why a poem is more than ink on a page
its heart, soul and sweet treasure at...

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Scurrying on my way home, a little leaf catches my eye, and I am compelled yet again to slow down.

a whirlwind of thoughts
compete with swaying...

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LOVE ANGER DEATH AND GUILT 

Blog was A young girl who was 
Still at school
Everyone loved Blog, she
Was nobody’s fool,
In fact her peers regarded as...

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On the shadowed banks of river they sat together
Adulating setting sun quivering in rippling currents
Where golden filaments shimmered on blue water
Forming and breaking ephemeral circular...

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The darkness seems pensive
   the laughter is gone
The fire has died out
   the party is done
Tonight there were many
  ...

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My first ten years (or childhood), I'd say were pretty great.
although my confidence could easily deflate.
To be a teen - For this I could not...

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