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Kayla H Poetry 2009: Bitter-Sweet
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Monday, April 27, 2009. A dress as dark blue as midnight. The end of it. Tickles the surface of the floor. Her heals hide under that dress,. Secretly raising her up. Her hair, as brown as chocolate,. Spirals down her spine. She looks like she belongs. On a runway or a red carpet. By her side he stands,. As tall as a tree. As a moonless night. Into unknown waters together. The fear plays peek-a-boo. This night they took a risk. A bitter-sweet memory,. She won't ever let it go;.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: April 2009
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Monday, April 27, 2009. Everyday Photo Poem (Hope). Dark gray, light gray, just gray. The intimidating, massive cotton balls. Creep along the sky,. Guarding the light,. Forbidding it to warm the earth. A point of weakness. And light radiates in all directions. But it's still mostly hidden. By all the shades of gray. The golden light escaping. Is an angelic choir,. It's like God opening the doors to Heaven. Beautiful, magical, peaceful and hopeful. A dress as dark blue as midnight.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: Everyday Photo Poem (Hope)
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Monday, April 27, 2009. Everyday Photo Poem (Hope). Dark gray, light gray, just gray. The intimidating, massive cotton balls. Creep along the sky,. Guarding the light,. Forbidding it to warm the earth. A point of weakness. And light radiates in all directions. But it's still mostly hidden. By all the shades of gray. The golden light escaping. Is an angelic choir,. It's like God opening the doors to Heaven. Beautiful, magical, peaceful and hopeful. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: February 2009
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Tuesday, February 17, 2009. I'm like an eye. I control it all. Too much and I can hurt you. Not enough and you'll go insane. As well as destroy. You can hear my skin sizzle. A celebrity, a star. Yes, the world does revolve around me. Picture of the sun." Picture. NOAA/Space Weather Prediction Center. Http:/ www.swpc.noaa.gov/primer/primer.html. Can Be A Reality. Colors of Me Poem. I am as annoying as neon pink. Neon pink is just so in-your-face. Picture a squirrel on crack.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: May 2009
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Friday, May 15, 2009. Revisions to "Jingle Bells". At a grocery store. I was bagging food all day. It was super slow. Till this man came in. He was so confused. And so he made us. When he asked us this question. Causing mass mayhem. OH! It's in a can, in a can. So tell me where it is. Hey! It's in a can, in a can. So tell me where it is. Hey! Thursday, May 14, 2009. Carpe Diem: If I Were to Pass On. If I were to pass on. In twenty-four short hours. I wouldn't shed one tear.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: New Year's Eve
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Tuesday, March 17, 2009. Noisy sparks of various hues. Silly feet tapping out nonsense. Gatherings of drunk and not. Pick yourself up and try again. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Favorite Poem from Sound and Sense. So Much Depends Upon. I like to read. View my complete profile.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: Carpe Diem: If I Were to Pass On
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Thursday, May 14, 2009. Carpe Diem: If I Were to Pass On. If I were to pass on. In twenty-four short hours. I wouldn't shed one tear. I'd simply grab my most. Favorite books; opening them. To my favorite chapters. And just read them one last time. I'd then call up a friend. I wouldn't inform them. Of my depressing fate. And giggle about boys. I would be sure to. Spend and hour or two. With my family,. Warming myself with their presence. For one last time. I'll grab my little, red.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: Favorite Poem from "Sound and Sense"
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Tuesday, March 17, 2009. Favorite Poem from "Sound and Sense". To a Daughter Leaving Home. When I taught you. At eight to ride. A bicycle, loping along. As you wobbled away. On two round wheels,. My own mouth rounding. In surprise when you pulled. Ahead down the curved. Path of the park,. Of your crash as I. Sprinted to catch up,. Smaller, more breakable. For your life, screaming. Behind you like a. Paston, Linda. "To a daughter leaving home.". Thomson Wadsworth, 2005. I like to read.
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Kayla H Poetry 2009: Song Rewrites
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Kayla H Poetry 2009. Friday, May 15, 2009. Revisions to "Jingle Bells". At a grocery store. I was bagging food all day. It was super slow. Till this man came in. He was so confused. And so he made us. When he asked us this question. Causing mass mayhem. OH! It's in a can, in a can. So tell me where it is. Hey! It's in a can, in a can. So tell me where it is. Hey! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Carpe Diem: If I Were to Pass On. I like to read. View my complete profile.
