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Allison's Poetry Blog: April 2010
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Thursday, April 22, 2010. Every person has a. But yet not too girly. My favorite outfit is. Tight around the legs. To go with that is. A sweatshirt from the amazing. Pewaukee basketball tourney,. My favorite ones are. With turquoise and pink. The way my hair. But my favorite is. Down, straightened,. And parted to the side. Each and every person. Has their own favorites. Is just for me -. Nobody can ever pull it off. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: March 2010
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Monday, March 22, 2010. Everybody meets a special person. Who makes their heart go wild;. Sometimes it only comes once in a lifetime. Then you no longer feel like a child. You could do almost anything. Just to make them happy; and even if. They don't approve, they would still accept anything. You could stay up almost all night. Just talking; you two have a lot in common;. The conversation would never end. You would go to the end of the world just to please them;. But once you got back, they would say.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: THE One
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Monday, March 22, 2010. Everybody meets a special person. Who makes their heart go wild;. Sometimes it only comes once in a lifetime. Then you no longer feel like a child. You could do almost anything. Just to make them happy; and even if. They don't approve, they would still accept anything. You could stay up almost all night. Just talking; you two have a lot in common;. The conversation would never end. You would go to the end of the world just to please them;. But once you got back, they would say.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: Jumping in Summer Air
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Monday, March 22, 2010. Jumping in Summer Air. As you press your feet down onto the mat,. You feel a sudden burst from your insides. And then you just happen to feel like flying. When you reach the highest point in your jump,. You feel the air running through your lungs. And then you slowly drift down to the beginning position. Once you hit the mat another time,. You feel the exhilarating moment in time. You're saying "DO IT AGAIN! And then you shoot up close to the sky once again. Jumping in Summer Air.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: My Favorite Outfit
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Thursday, April 22, 2010. Every person has a. But yet not too girly. My favorite outfit is. Tight around the legs. To go with that is. A sweatshirt from the amazing. Pewaukee basketball tourney,. My favorite ones are. With turquoise and pink. The way my hair. But my favorite is. Down, straightened,. And parted to the side. Each and every person. Has their own favorites. Is just for me -. Nobody can ever pull it off. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: Parents
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Friday, May 14, 2010. People in this world;. Everyone that I know despise them,. Or maybe it's just me. Human beings of this world. No idea how to live. Stuck here in my life. Making it more inadequately than it has been. Somebody help me;. I can't deal with this any longer. Characters in a storybook of. Ones we seek for help. And can't figure it out. Wish they didn't control and. No point of them here;. Expect you to not control me. But when you take over,. I realize why,. Please don't ever leave my side.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: October 2010
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Friday, October 22, 2010. When I Look Into Your Eyes. Author's Note- I don't know where this poem came from inside of me, but one day I just sat down with my laptop and wrote this. I don't exactly know where I'm going to go with this, but please leave comments with any suggestions or whatever else you think about this piece. When I first looked into your eyes,. Each breath became a thousand sighs. My heart drummed out a thunderous beat-. I glowed with joy from head to feet. The tide of love began to rise;.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: When I Look Into Your Eyes
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Friday, October 22, 2010. When I Look Into Your Eyes. Author's Note- I don't know where this poem came from inside of me, but one day I just sat down with my laptop and wrote this. I don't exactly know where I'm going to go with this, but please leave comments with any suggestions or whatever else you think about this piece. When I first looked into your eyes,. Each breath became a thousand sighs. My heart drummed out a thunderous beat-. I glowed with joy from head to feet. The tide of love began to rise;.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: Edna's Feelings
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Thursday, March 11, 2010. Everybody has these feelings. When they know something will come. But with me it’s different. Not able to see. Not one single thing. A young girl; only about 18 years of age. Got stuck with a child. Now we are friends – but I’m only the babysitter. At the park the child – and I – go to every day. I can’t see. And have the feelings once more. This time it’s different. Her “mother” is in the mountains. With someone I’m not so sure about. I hear footsteps approaching.
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Allison's Poetry Blog: May 2010
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Friday, May 14, 2010. People in this world;. Everyone that I know despise them,. Or maybe it's just me. Human beings of this world. No idea how to live. Stuck here in my life. Making it more inadequately than it has been. Somebody help me;. I can't deal with this any longer. Characters in a storybook of. Ones we seek for help. And can't figure it out. Wish they didn't control and. No point of them here;. Expect you to not control me. But when you take over,. I realize why,. Please don't ever leave my side.