Dorm Room Poems - Poems about Dorm Room

...My dorm room was bright this morning. It was disorienting. The sky outside was a cloudless, striking neon blue. The air was so crisp and clean, I could hardly feel it going in and out. It all spar......

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...University midterm periods bring early mornings charged with energy drinks and espresso shots. Evenings are spent trading quizlets in Bass Library or in late night cram sessions in the common room. A......

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...( a college life vignette) It’s Thursday morning, usually no one’s favorite, but this one seems sugary new, as if beamed in from a different, better universe. The clouds look fluffy and f......

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...Thoughts can be thin fractures in the order of things. Sometimes my dorm room seems a sterile sarcophagus, like an accusation, or an interrogation about my romantic choices, with nothing warm or inv......

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...I have a great piece coming up. This isn’t it, I misplaced it, but as soon as I find it, I’ll post it. This one is less-than-perfect. The less-than-perfect summer felt like love. There were some......

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...During finals week, I’d spent days on various reports and papers, scribbling in the margins of notes and books, checking facts, revising flashcards and prepping with friends. I’ve an unshakable faith......

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...In a lattice-lit dorm room sits a writer. A discarded chemistry book lies beside her. because ideas are hitting off her, like a collider. Why does writing make her feel alive-er? Cause it helps......

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...In numerology twelve has special meanings - they’re twelve days of Christmas, twelve months in a year, and Taylor Swift’s had twelve number-one albums. All we care about at Yale, are the twelve days ......

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...She’d been depressed at seeing how her parents had aged in just a couple of years. She hadn’t really contemplated time much before, it had seemed an endless resource. Seeing her lying listlessly i......

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...I watched “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” last night - we’re going to be reading Truman Capote’s book after the break and I wanted to start thinking about it. The movie rewrites Truman Capote’s story, turni......

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...Cherry Tree Music Co-op alternately titled instant infatuation: a moment of spontaneous ***** instantaneously transformed ordinarily shy guy into a quidnunc courtesy powder milk biscuits in......

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...The hair was standing at attention on my neck again. I was being watched. No doubts this time. Validation comes on my spine and neck first. I looked beyond the bushes, wondering if it was an anim......

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...Most of the girls (Anna, Sophy, Sunny, Bili, Leong and Lisa) are in the kitchen eating breakfast. “Where’s Anais?” Sunny asks, spooning some eggs onto her plate and taking 4 strips of bacon. “She’......

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...Victory to the women who’ve survived Desertion, divorce and all that jive If your name is still Thompson, after fifty years. Maybe longer through drought, doubt and tears Do I stand alone, out ab......

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...We were (Leong, Peter, Anna and I) eating at a popular Italian eatery (outdoors) and the check arrived - I swooped across the table and grabbed the check from the waiter. Peter whispers, “You can’t p......

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