poetry
Ella Boleynn
Ella Boleynn was always a poet and songstress, but she didn’t always have the confidence to sing in front of the world. Adam Joeseph nurtured her out of her shell and helped her find the voice that was always begging to come out.
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Ella’s Poetry
vivre
un homage à l'homme qui prends vie qui chantequi danse il n'a pas de peurvivre pour il sais qu'il etait créépour vivre c'est la vievivre bois,...
Believe In It
Once upon a time, you - only half yourself - waited wished that some 1 in 150 million white knights would fight through the acid swim the...
Let Go
Dark smoke pushes the light out of your body. I watch it go, wisp by wisp - every day, more clouds, more fog obscuring the sunshine. There are...
Blue Eyes Crying for Lorraine
There's a hole where you once were and maybe that's okay so they say - but I don't feel okay. Nobody knows how I feel today and every day when...
Dandelion
Part I I AM -- a weed. Forcing yellow head from infertile field, hearty in health, I heave myself forward from barren ground. Overkilled and...
The Princess and the Sky
The princess spun in her dress, giggling as the white cotton fabric swung droplets onto her face. She stopped twirling - teetered, looking out...
I’m Not Weird; I’m Gifted
a tribute to Mr. Ronald Webb, the fifth grade teacher who opened my eyes to poetry and the power of knowledge and learning. This poem was...
Silverstein to Tennyson
I lost it in a moment became a strong proponent of a personal atonement, but all I found was the exponents of sin and then when I discovered...
Words of Berry Sweetness
I stand aloof - avoid your gaze but caught in the rays of your radiance. You shine in the distance, illuminating the distance, drawing MY...
Found Poems From “O Pioneers” by Willa Cather
Signs and Decisions flooded with light like the tide racing in. a young woman expected a whirr of wings. As she stood, a rumpled ball of...