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A Red Palm

by Gary Soto

You're in this dream of cotton plants.
You raise a hoe, swing, and the first weeds
Fall with a sigh. You take another step,
Chop, and the sigh comes again,
Until you yourself are breathing that way
With each step, a sigh that will follow you into town.

That's hours later. The sun is a red blister
Coming up in your palm. Your back is strong,
Young, not yet the broken chair

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Disabled

by Wilfred Owen

He sat in a wheeled chair, waiting for dark,
And shivered in his ghastly suit of grey,
Legless, sewn short at elbow. Through the park
Voices of boys rang saddening like a hymn,
Voices of play and pleasure after day,
Till gathering sleep had mothered them from him.

About this time Town used to swing so gay
When glow-lamps budded in the light blue trees,
And girls glanced lovelier as the air grew dim,-

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The Pig

by Roald Dahl

In England once there lived a big
And wonderfully clever pig.
To everybody it was plain
That Piggy had a massive brain.
He worked out sums inside his head,
There was no book he hadn't read.
He knew what made an airplane fly,
He knew how engines worked and why.
He knew all this, but in the end
One question drove him round the bend:

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The Road

by Nancy Fotheringham Cato

I made the rising moon go back
behind the shouldering hill,
I raced along the eastern track
till time itself stood still.

The stars swarmed on behind the trees,
but I sped fast at they,
I could have made the sun arise,
and night turn back to day.

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A Prodigal

by Elizabeth Bishop

The brown enormous odor he lived by
was too close, with its breathing and thick hair,
for him to judge. The floor was rotten; the sty
was plastered halfway up with glass-smooth dung.
Light-lashed, self-righteous, above moving snouts,
the pigs' eyes followed him, a cheerful stare--
even to the sow that always ate her young--
till, sickening, he leaned to scratch her head.
But sometimes mornings after drinking bouts
(he hid the pints behind the two-by-fours),

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Recent Light Poems

78. I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter

by Kea Campbell

I have wandered through moments, each etched in laughter. I'm a master of solitude, and don't mind taking the latter.

'Life's too short' and I think we still take it too seriously, or maybe I'm just privileged to live in a First World country.

I take advantage of inheritance, but at the cost of my heritage. I used to feel ashamed for being Chinese instead of the white American.

The moral of life is 'you live and you learn,' but Matthew barely lived, and Michael can't truly learn.

I try to find lightheartedness in unfortunate situations, but sometimes it's like watching your house burn up while being thankful for God's graciousness.

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A Star's Shine: Poem about a star's shine, gleaming its way to earth.

by Hari Krishnan B V

A Star’s shine gazing through void,
The shine is unique but never rare.
Earth is where we think “it’s a light”,
“Is it orphaned? Is it lost?”
In distant skies, travels lone as far,
As far we can see as a tiny dot.
Gleaming away from infinite night,
Concerns itself to be seen in sight.

it says,

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Symphony of the Stars in Galaxy Supercluster

by Ayatullah Nurjati

Beneath the vast and silent sky,
The stars awaken, twinkling high.
A symphony of light and grace,
In endless realms of boundless space.
Each star, a note in cosmic tune,
Their rhythm sways beneath the moon.
Through ancient whispers, they proclaim,
The story etched in heaven’s name.
Their voices hum through midnight's veil,
A melody that cannot fail.

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Behind the Dawn

by Ayatullah Nurjati

Behind the gentle tinge of dawn.
Pulling back the curtain of the receding night.
Clear light sweeps away the darkness, bringing peace to a sinking heart.
The wind whispers in a slow rhythm, bringing messages from a calm universe.

Nature speaks in silence, teaches a heart that is bound by worldly noise.
the dawn that comes every day, bringing hope in holy robes.
Teach us, as you teach nature, to live peacefully without resentment.
Under the shade of your simple light, I gained the true meaning of life.
That everything that comes will go, but love for nature remains eternal.

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Yayu's AI Clear Sky

by Yayu Uppsurya

In the vast expanse where sages dream free,
Lies a realm of serenity, cleared sky.
It's a canvas bare, where the heart can see,
And the mind finds solace, hard to deny.

The clear sky, a purge of the earth's clutter,
A breath of fresh air, a sweep of the hand,
Where chaos is hushed, and disorder is butter,
Smoothed over by the quiet, expansive land.

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