Best Espinola Poems

Your Shadow...
Is dark in colour
Like black but duller
Comes and goes
Shrinks and grows

When around
It makes no sound
And whatever you do
It follows too

So when it’s near
Have no...

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Suffocating,
In the depths of sorrow,
Beneath a flood of doubts.
Gasping,
Unable to surface,
I frantically search 
For what weighs me down;
I feel nothing,
But the burden of guilt 
That...

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It's yourself you deny
By portraying a lie
If you fake your way
Through life each day
Your spirit, your soul
Will reach a black hole
That's when you'll know
How the...

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In a perfect world...

Things won't break,
Our clothes don't shrink,
Bugs won't bite,
And skunks don't stink.

People never snore,
They don't even sneeze;
Ice cream never melts,
And puddles don't freeze.

There...

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So thin,
with perfect hair
and flawless skin.

Arms and thighs
are just
the right size.

No lumps, rolls,
dimples
or moles.

This has to be
a fake image
I see.


by Ana Espinola Collins...

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The fallen leaves 
of yesterday;
scattered and gone
but not forgotten,
as their colourful brilliance
forever paint
our memories,
lighting the way
for the new blossoms 
of tomorrow.

©Ana Espinola Collins...

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Goliath the frog was gigantic in size,
often ridiculed out of despise.
 
He measured as high as six feet tall
and labeled the number one oddball.
 
But...

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My mother takes me to different places
and laughs at all my silly faces.

She runs me a nice warm bath
and helps me with my math.

My mother...

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Down by the lake, planted magically nearby
Stands a sweet willow tree forty feet high.
 
The crystallized tree glitters so bright;
Bursting with colours of candy delights.
...

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I chip fiercely
through the layers 
in search of my future
but nothing,
nothing at all,
just the reflexion
of my curiosity
and the certainty 
to focus
on the present 
or my...

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They pollute our waters, the land, the air
They pollute the planet without a care

They kill our friends from down below
As they swim up to say...

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A heart swells,
oozing with love,
having fulfilled, re-fulfilled
and over-fulfilled obligation.
But the mind now weakens 
from the weight of this swollen heart
and the pressure must be released...

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If we could only accept the truth
The truth about our youth
With every day that passes by
We grow older until we die
Although fighting age is not...

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Living,  
yet not looking forward
just back and forth in thought; 
should I or should I not
set myself free
or 
live in complete dismay
stuck in this...

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Agility flows
through the fingers;
gently dancing upon
those black and whites,
like graceful ballerinas
performing the music
of her soul.


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