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Premium Member hope is diminishing rapidly
Cheri’s purse has been found near a retention pond it has her ID, credit cards, and her medical card They drain the pond and find her car keys and one boot Cheri has been missing for six days It is a cold November, she did not go far without a boot hope that they will find her alive is diminishing...

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Categories: rapidly, usa,
Form: Free verse
The newest generational divides in America today part two
Many members of the two youngest generations used to describe themselves as being "Nones," believing in no religion at all. But in the process they have decreed themselves to being their own gods by deifying themselves in the process. By not wanting to be held accountable, especially to the Christian God of the holy Bible, they have...

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Categories: rapidly, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Narrative



Premium Member Rapidly Changing Chameleon
Being a chameleon is easy for I am born under Gemini sign Mercurial and free flowing, I am held to my own desires I wake up as Pollock one morning, Poe the next. Coleridge and Van Gogh may not show up until Thursday if at all. It might not be their week. Yesterday I was a peacock before chameleon me...

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Categories: rapidly, me,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Rapidly
river on edge feels it coming water falls from heaven ...

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Categories: rapidly, courage,
Form: Tetractys
Premium Member Rapidly Spinning Color Moods
Azure hearts turn red when oxygen hits Yellow mood today, submarine, Beatles, sunshine. Gypsies, tramps and thieves. Cher in my mind, song ends, rewinds, repeats. Her Indian outfit by Bob Mackie, pure wow. How you dressed Cher and Carol Bob. Pure Diva. As if we could have loved either of them anymore. And yet we did. Thanks to your clothes. Green eyes. Only...

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Categories: rapidly, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member I Move Rapidly
I implode into myself and immediately begin regenerating. Someone throws a box on me. I spark up, mad. I am jumping, popping, orange and black mad now. I almost get her face. I am in a new dimension of self, my angry mode. Smacking, packling, mackling mad. I turn the box flakey, gray, and watch satisfied when I decimate it completely and it falls...

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Categories: rapidly, 5th grade, 6th grade,
Form: Personification

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