Another offering from the magnetic poetry board in the Teen Room of our library: I have friends do you Soar above the death of thousands and live Cry after the bitter shadows of aching The winter garden is like spring mist but take these moments as an Essential symphony though still and without time
From Magnetic Poetry Online Collection : Active URL to this poem HERE ! Unfortunately, my poem will be on there for a month, then it gets purged. Hmm, just reading this like 10 more times... It looks like it wants to say something more, but I can't grasp it just yet... Or, maybe I'm awake and should be going to bed because it's been a very long and exhausting day. *sigh* G'night
cold, water I dreamed about getting a text message from Matt reading, "Going to the hospital." Later: I was in a long, narrow living room with wood paneling on most of the walls. The wall above the...the touch. He mumbeled, "So cold . . . so cold." His wife followed him into the house (I never actually saw her, but I knew she was there) with his thumb parts in a white handkerchief, also with no blood
OOOH MAI GAWDS WAN MOAR DECADE!!!! That’s right. As of midnight and eight minutes, central time, I shall cease being a snotty teenager. I shall instead become a snotty 20-something. And I will spend my.../ blue peach forests tiny pink moment is frantic leaves smear ugly gowns see not here eat not hot and play like them so rosy luscious drun
:: more profound than funny :: Really long poem-ish thing: :: more funny :: :: defies categorization :: I like this, I don't know why: :: Favourite...magnetic poetry hobby is not illegal. either to fiddle with magnetic tiles in a public bathroom or to photograph them. I didn't put them there either, but I doubt it would be illegal if I did.
