Teen Imagism Poems

BECOMING EIGHTEEN

Now I can go to jail
Have for myself, a bad name
If I take the wrong steps
And follow evil men

One that I would carry with...

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A baby in a dream recognized by a smile
A kids playground at square inch
A pre-teen ac-knowledge with knowledge of what's to come
A teen wonders inside...

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paint me a face,
paint me one so blue that I can barely laugh or coo,
paint me till the colour of my skin no more exist,
but...

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When I was a little girl,
I admired the boy 
who made me laugh,
the boy who sang too loudly
and danced too wildly. 

When I was a...

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When age was young 
Just to confuse legends
I wrote poems
I shaved and shoveled all roads
Pulled all seeds that needed speed and clean education for growth
With...

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I am on top of this mountain
I taste pleasure
With love at no one’s measure.
Without anticipation I choose to devour
And kill everything before it goes sour.

I...

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Shadows over a crystal lake.
A fog moving in over the night sky.
The moonlight peering through a mist.
Shining on her beauty through the darkness.

As a knight...

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My Passion- - - 
- - -
Poetry...
of
in
on
all I know to be

metric units
flowing smooth 
solid
liquid
breathing
seeing 

uniting 
divided 
by everything
multiplied 
infinitely progressive
impressive digression 
aggressive
damned and doomed

hard to...

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She was only 16, God what did she know .
Today was hers .What a special day, Nobody knew .
Nobody seemed to Care.

He stole her day,...

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 New.
air, old.
taste;
DEliverance||

Take me.
away.
from gray.
skies.
and dirty.
streets||...

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Thing's that a loving father might say to
his ever loving teen or precious daughter!
           ...

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       THE ART OF A GREAT KISS
Upon thy moistened, warm and naked lip
I move my seeking, eager finger tip;
my...

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I came face to face with a basket case
and yet stayed in place despite wanting to step back a pace.
His eyes glowed with a blue...

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As the eagle glides through the air beautiful and free
the spirits are calling "We are Free, We are free."
The indians are dancing around the hot...

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paint me in all my imperfection

and i'll be the pictur of perfection 

paint me in all my faults 

and i'll be flawless  

paint me...

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I hear the same things
Every passing day-
The sound my feet make 
Walking up stairs-
Laughter-
Sighs-
Sniffles;
But, what would 
It sound like
If you walked the stairs 
By my...

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i had just 3 beers and  was eating some chips
my friends in the front was smoking some  pot
which i didn't want to deal...

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I want to hear your voice
But my savior is the dial tone.
I pick it up this time hopeful 
But still no one on the phone.
I...

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Time
Time is the true constraint
Constraint on the human race

What is the future?
The inevitable outcome of man
Will human nature die?
Become pure?
Lose the tainted ness?
What?

Destiny is the...

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