Emily B
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looking backA Poem by Emily Bdo you knowyou are beautifulto me?every wordyou ever spokeechoes in my memoryi would retraceevery unsteadystepi would begin againand love youmore |
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voiceA Poem by Emily Bthere is a differencebetweenwordsand voice.any fool can stackwords in a cunning pile.any fool can stringpoems togetheron a daisy chain.voiceis more su.. |
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latelyA Poem by Emily Bi've been wanting to sayi love youall three words, one after another, each word pronounced distinctlyit's been so long unsaidi might start to spill ov.. |
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taking flightA Poem by Emily Bsomething old is new again |
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that's alrightA Poem by Emily BI've just beenlooking under rocks - hoping for a sign that someone will peek at my wordsthe power of surrender is overwhelming mea little, i am trembl.. |
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a reflection of sortsA Poem by Emily BThere was a timewhen I saw myselfas the plain brown birdwho sat unseen on the highest branch.Only poets heard my song.There was a timewhen I saw mysel.. |
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crazy-as-hellA Poem by Emily BYou probably never imagined this wonderland I call home and if I get a little sideways-- sometimes-- at least the furniture has a nice slant. Y.. |
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Where the Wild Things AreA Poem by Emily Ban ode to the work of Maurice Sendak |
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to-do listA Poem by Emily B1. learn the names of all the wildflowers (all the ones I like anyway)2. learn to spin thread from carded wool3. learn to flyin no particular order, o.. |
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