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Premium Member Why Cant You Articulate
After church a bunch of us decide to congregate
Some spoke different dialects, so we got to translate
There was also a new bride and groom to congratulate
Did I mention that the preacher was quick to reinstate?

A vampire flew through which we did not anticipate
Was that a...

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Categories: articulate, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Monorhyme
Was I Too Articulate
Daddy, how we missed you when you died
I had not been told when I was five
Come back,Daddy,miss your smiling eyes

We were told that we must never  cry
When the cancer took your earthly life
Daddy, how  you suffered ,then you died

When you wanted company, I...

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Categories: articulate, absence, age, death,
Form: Villanelle
Premium Member Articulate
Art gives me time to stand still
To draw breath
Recognise the rise and fall
The art room carries
No expectations
Trial and error
Makes success 
Of the process
There is a mental need
To appreciate the work
That goes in
Not just the outcome
The time in-between
May hold the most power 
And that 
Is why...

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Categories: articulate, art,
Form: Free verse

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Lost Once Again--Wide Awake--In Eden's Articulate Garden
Sweet precarious slumber...
I am night falls eager muse
daylights withdrawn fiend
consuming my once heavy lids
yet-- 
the sleeping draught has plagued me
 just as before.

If I’m quiet long enough, 
I can hear the lingual effects 
like listening to a voice
 that won’t stop speaking 
even after my...

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Categories: articulate, how i feel, loss,
Form: Free verse
Words
In the end my words are just that
Words.
Syllables combined to articulate, to express
Strands of ink to paper
Empty they are emotion, in passion
And yet, to my shame
Have I in words express
My heart, my soul
Laid plain on white sheets of paper
For all the world to gaze to...

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Categories: articulate, crush, for her, goodbye,
Form: Free verse
Atlas mused

the yoke we bear in time is space, the domain in which we view, 
all that's done comes back again, because we chose it to.

when we look even deeper then, again we look some more, 
what we thought the weight of the world is really...

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Categories: articulate, age, fate, growth,
Form: Rhyme




Book: Reflection on the Important Things