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Best Poems Written by Kristen Wilson

Below are the all-time best Kristen Wilson poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Moon Dance

The waves slide over the shore
Leaving tiny, squiggly trails
The moon and sun battle for the sky
And the big, bright moon prevails.
The beach is shrouded in darkness
Dimmly lit by only one light
That dances through the undertow
Marching its way through the plight.
A stencil of gray laces the sky
Creating a vision of death
Slowly overcoming the shore
'Til it takes its last breath.
The ocean itself which had once held
So much life in its depths
Has become drowned in its own contents
It is meeting its own death.
A storm lashes its way
Solmnly across the sky
To make room for what will unleash
That will cause the very moon to cry.
Dancing and waltzing across the shore,
The moon sadly turns away
She can't bear to see her ocean like this
And witness it going astray.
With one, final, swift motion, 
She casts her love out to sea
The love she held deeply for her ocean
The world, and all her countries.
She makes her way back to where she belongs
And lets the sun take over the sky
I didn't, in all my years,
Think I would ever see the moon cry.
But she shed those tears so bravely
And dried them so nonchalant
She turned and made her way back to the sky 
Like it was something she could never want.
The moon had lost the battle
And, defeated, began to fade away
Then the sun began to dance, too
To celebrate a brand-new day.

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I Just Want My Life Back

Dedicated to everyone at Freedom Middle School
06-07
I love you guys with all my heart

The hallways are full of laughter, 
The friends are full of love
The good friends are playful,
Giving each other a little shove.
The classes were a bit of a challenge,
The tests more of a breeze
Studying was the hard part
But it put our minds at ease.
The drama was overrated
The fights were way too many
But the make-ups and break-ups made a difference
And made us think a plenty.
The teachers were our light
That got us to where we are
Even connections, useless as they seem to be,
Will help us go really far
The hearts were full of words unsaid
As we took our final steps
Outside the doors, into a new life
As we drew in our final, middle school breath.
The eyes were full of spilling tears
That cascaded down our cheeks
The sun was shining, so how could we
Be feeling so very bleak?
All of it is now a blur
I wish I could go back
And change everything that I had done
Just wipe it away to be packed.
But we can't change our mistakes in the past
And we can't relive our lives
As much as we wish we could return
To the place where our last tears together were cried.
The middle school years were the best
And we're sad to see them go
Especially those who didn't say a lot
Who didn't let their true love show.
We were alive when we were at school
Because we were with the people we loved
Our memories are the best token of that year
Even jokingly being shoved.
But now that all my friends are gone
Onto high school, seperate ones at that,
I'm still here, silently hoping
Wishing that I could go back.
But our time there was for the best,
And this has hit me with a hard SMACK!
I love everyone there, and now I have to say
I just want my life back.

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Goodbye, My Almost Lover

Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I don't want to think about you
Please, just let me be.
Goodbye, my heart of romance
Goodbye, my missing piece
Don't worry, hearts will heal with time and, 
Don't worry, cause you've set me free.
Goodbye, my dreams of future
Goodbye, my plans for life
I'm sorry to forget about you
Please, don't ask me why.
Goodbye, my loving hero
Goodbye, my army soldier
I'm trying not to think about it
Forget all that I've told you.
Goodbye, my ruined soul
Goodbye, my broken heart
I never want to think about you
I want us to be apart.
Goodbye, my distant memory
Goodbye, my aching love
Don't worry, I'll be fine without you
There's nothing left for you to hug.
Goodbye, my almost lover
Goodbye, my hopeless dream
I don't want to think about you
Why can't you just let me be?

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Operation: Christmas Child

Sounds of children laughing
Singing and having a good time
Is almost like a fairy-tale
But this time, it's mine.
The little ones are laughing and smiling
Almost as hard as the youth do
Together, we know we'll make a difference
One little kid's dream will come true.
We're doing something special for the world
So others can live with love
So we are giving just a few boxes of stuff
Almost like a little treasure trove.
Operation:Christmas Child
How it brings smiles to my eyes
To see all this hard work
To help a few little lives.
Bailey comes and takes my hand,
"Kristen, come here and see!
We've wrapped boxes full of toys
For little children like me!"
Given so unselfishly, 
These children donate so much
Not only gifts, but unconditional love
A hug and a warm touch.
We stuff the boxes full of toys
And wrap them one by one
Soon, we have finished
All the boxes are done.
But we don't want to leave yet
We're having so much fun
So we hold hands and begin to sing
Our voices blending to become one.
We sing together for a while
Then we must break up to go home
But we know we'll still be there
And our voices will carry on.
So I go to bed this night
With happy tears in my eyes
Grateful for Operation:Christmas Child
That boosts so many little lives.

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Memento Mori

Remember the sole reason you walk on this earth
Remember the reason you live
Though you will die, eventually,
You have one life with which to give.
So make the best of life today
Before you notice it slipping by
Make sure you are the best you can be
And don't make any other person cry.
Remember to do your good for the world
Remember to be the one
Who never stops giving, who always is working
Until the day is done.
The world doesn't last forever
And neither does a body
Use it to other's advantage
Make sure you never have to say sorry.
So be that one person, that giving soul
Make the best of your life
Do the right thing, but you must remember;
Remember that you will die.

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Beautiful In My Eyes

Dedicated to my teacher, who has helped me more than she'll ever 
know

When the world denies your hard work 
Refusing your wisdom in years,
Please, just remember what I’m saying,
Please don’t cry any tears. 
People will try to bring you down
No matter what you do
But know this, these words I say,
‘Cause you and I know they are true.
Your hard work has helped me this year
I wouldn’t be who I am without you
This life I live right here and now
Is possible because of what you do.
You encourage my hopes and all my dreams
And help me reach my goal
I wouldn’t be me without you
These seeds, I wouldn’t be able to sow.
You have helped me learn how to write
In fact, you taught me yourself
Whether you’ve realized it or not, 
You’ve helped me become myself.
I can’t imagine eighth grade without you
It’s been a wonderful year
I can’t believe I’m now saying good-bye
And beginning to hold back tears.
I know how you try to be perfect
At least  some of the time,
You like to do everything you can
To help me find a rhythm or a rhyme.
And life isn’t always perfect
In fact, it rarely is
It’s often so sudden and indistinct
It feels like a giant pop quiz.
But no matter where life takes you,
No matter how bad you may want to cry,
Remember these words that I’ve said to you
And know that you’re beautiful in my eyes.

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A Drunken Mind Speaks a Sober Heart

I am scared and fearless at the same time
I am sober and drunk all together
I am wild and conservative and just plain nuts
And I pull stunts like I'll live forever.
I do comepletely stupid stuff
And I don't really care what happens 
If I survive, that's another chance
To do something and see if I crash it.
I am sick and tired all at once
I am healthy and energetic
I can go all day, I crash after an hour
I get right back up and forget it.
I am hardworking and lazy
I do forgive and forget
I live in the moment, I plan every second
Make decisions I know I'll regret.
I want to love and be loved
I want to be left all alone
I want someone there for me
I want to rule from my place on a throne.
I want to rock this world
And make my name unforgettable
I want to be known by no one
I hate the inevitable.
I don't want to be remembered
Yet I want my legacy to live on
I want to be hated by some people
And I want the haters to be gone.
I believe in passion for something
But not in real true love
I don't believe in fairy tales
But I wish on stars above.
I am careful and careless
I take risks and then again, I don't
I try to make the best of life
But wait for it, I won't.
These words I speak now today
Are reckless and torn apart
I sound crazy and indecisive,
But a drunken minds speaks a sober heart.

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Chlorine

It smells like chlorine, it smells like rain,
Summer is here, it's back again.
Temperature rises, hot days are here
Heatstroke's all we have to fear.
Beach days and sandy shores
Vacation time; we beg for more.
Water, pool parties, friends and games,
Every day is different; nothing's the same.
Pictures are taken and passed around
Happiness is the only sound.
It smells like chlorine, it smells like rain,
Summer is here, it's back again.

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Walking On Clouds

I never knew that something was missing
Until I actually found you
Now my life is truly complete
Now that there’s me and you.
The love we have for each other
Is too overwhelming for thought
All we can do is feel
And understand what life has taught.
The way feel when I’m with you
Is too indescribable to say
But I fervently wish and pine for you
Any time when you’re away.
I feel so free in your arms
Like I can truly begin to fly
And know that I am protected by you
Whenever I start to cry.
This feeling I’m feeling can’t be coincidental
‘Cause I know you’re feeling it too
We are soulmates, a match for each other
I know, ‘cause I’ve fallen in love with you.
Childhood sweethearts reunite 
After two long years
But now we’re together, that’s all that matters
No more room for crying any tears.
There’s no feeling like this feeling
No heartthrob could ever be this loud
All we need is each other
‘Cause when we’re together, I walk on clouds.

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Let's Party With the Wicked

The first big party of the year
Right after the pre-season game
A bunch of juniors and seniors take off
Driving around down the highway.
Pulling up to the designated house
Where the parents aren't at home
They don't know about the party
Their "honor student" has thrown.
Music is blasting from speakers all around
As people shove away couches to dance
Furniture's broken, but nobody cares
The party's a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
Things start to heat up
As guys bring in kegs of beer
Even freshmen took a drink, thinking,
"Total freedom; there are no parents here!"
Pretty soon, every thing's trashed,
And the people leave to go home
Late at night, right after that party,
People pull out onto the road.
Pandemonium wreaks havoc 
Twenty minutes after they leave
As all across the small town,
Cars begin to weave.
Cars crash like dominoes
In a simultaneous effect
Parents are in a panic
Wondering where their children have been left.
Bodies are splayed out all over the road
As metal tears and glass breaks
All of this, because of one little party
And because some students chose to drink.
Their best friends are in body bags
And their parents are engulfed in grief
And all because of that one party
And that stupid choice to drink.
Honor students now lay dead
Choir members in bags
Band players are gone forever
The other stories are just as bad.
Alcohol checks are administered
And even young ones are to blame
"It's not my fault, I was drugged!"
One sophmore dares to claim.
"It was just a little alcohol," they say,
As it rages through their system
"I didn't mean to kill anybody,
But now, I wish I were with them."
The nickname for this awful crash
And this tragic night
Truly lives up to its name:
"The Wicked has take flight."
Drinking and driving don't mix
And these students learned the hard way
It was just a little fun,
But their friends won't be back Monday.
Some say it wasn't their fault
And that everbody did it,
But really, everyone's to blame
For thinking, "Let's party with the Wicked."