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This is the first poem I've written on my own, and also the first time I've posted something here. So heres my 13 lines (email me for the rest - its short):
In empty rows a child sits, Patiently raising her hand. An expressionless face staring blankly ahead. Waiting.
Leaning against a pole, a boy waits for the bus. Pondering the meaning of lifeā¦ Standing motionless as the bus rolls past. Thinking.
The teen is sleeping fitfully. Her breathing the only rustle in an otherwise silent house. With thoughts of peace and love. Dreaming.
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Same here. I don't really know anything about poetry, what's good and bad. I do know that I like several poems; save for that, nothing.
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