Best Cross Country Poems

A little girl
She comes to a land of ghosts
Almost empty streets
She wonders
Where are all the people
No one here looks like her
Within her heart
Emotions stir

It is...

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My car is equipped with maps and a GPS
With a great fear of getting lost I am obsessed
 
Men seem to have a different navigation...

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Listen to the sonorous tones 
of silence secluded in sighs,
Blind to every sight of reality,
with kaleidoscope vision and spider 
eyes.
Revisions perfected the proper 
cocktail
for soaring...

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Ever since he was a child,
I had the sense, the good sense.
that I didn't need to intrude much.
He went his own way,
and I was needed...

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When I was ten I got a bike one Christmas
I learned to ride that morning, 
	though the snow was several inches on the ground
Though the...

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I love to stay involed with my community.One of the ways I do that is by playing 
sports. Playing sports is a great way to...

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Africa Kills Her Sun in Ken Saro-Wiwa short story
So far the greatest short story  i've ever read
Where the blackest pen lives
With the blackest ink...

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It snowed last night.
Sometime after the New Year arrived
And left everything pristine
Covered in a thick gesso 
Applied by Mother Nature
For just such an occasion
As I...

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When I was in high school, we had mandatory gym
Because it made us healthy, and because it kept us slim
So every day we'd work out...

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A young cyclist called Jimmy Pike,
Famous for riding his cross-country bike,
Hit an echidna, his tire went flat,
Stopping his long trek,there he sat,
I think he might...

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           Your past, your romantic past, is a shadow. Like all towns, Port Angeles was a combination of rain and clouds, sun and mist, with a...

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Bottoms Up[


I was looking around for a new winter sport
Something rigorous but not a dangerous sort
A good friend of mine suggested to me
“if you can...

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The Great Plains


Vast expanse of land,
Virginal, pure, and yet shaped by man’s hands, 
A rich and lustrous corn carpet,
An open land with distant horizon
Where man’s...

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Absolute science and art of being whole
           at one and under no delusion that
 ...

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Who Shall Save This World?

Who shall save this world?
Who shall bring peace in this world?
Who shall end up corruption among people?
Who shall find Treatment to...

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