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The Pen or the Gun

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

I keep singing songs about things I don't haveTaking down notes that claim life's not so badMy scattered thoughts seem to clash, contradictI tire of d..

Jumper

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

The wind is taunting me I step up to the railing Zephyrs whisper to meAnother voice encouragingI keep balance, but just barely Below a swirling gu..

Feel

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

Written but minutes ago.

Him

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

This was written on the fly. I had to pull over while I was driving to get it down before I forgot. It might be kind of garbled logically. I apologize..

A Lot Like Love

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

Speak to me in mottled tones Speak to me in grunts and groansSpeak to me through gritted teethSpeak to me; cause me griefTell me what I dread to hear..

Dreams

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

I wash the windows in my mind To look into the past But as I scrub away the grime I find but frosted glass I cup my hands around my eyes To see..

The Victor

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

I think just about everyone goes through some type of experience like this. Hastag, girl power.

Anchored

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

I wrote this with someone specific in mind. Waiting for love to return can be a journey, much like a sea trek. Thanks for reading.

Age

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

I wrote this about two years ago. It was inspired by my grandmother.

Beggar's Poem

A Poem by Emma Grace Tennyson

This is my latest piece.