Transformation Poems
events
by Jupiters Angel
So who turns the world around
no matter who shapes your ground
only small voices able to make sound.
When something negative occurs in the material world
it's usually a positive in the emotional spirit world.
These are pointers, compass turned,
a fraction time burned.
Don't push time.
Let the new winds sail you to new calmer, cleared oceans.
Accept the new plan, don't show your face to the old world
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Vanity
by Phoebe Bennett
I’m tired of putting makeup on
I feel like a chameleon trying to disguise itself in the wild
I try to practice but the mirror doesn’t look the way I want it to
I go to school wearing a mask I made
I’m a duck trying to disguise itself with a group of swans
The feeling of regret when I look in the mirror drowns me when I realize what I done to myself
I can never edit my face the way a plastic surgeon does
When I think about it I know I’ll never be satisfied with
What the mirror shows me
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as i begin to learn the rhythm of our seasons
by sopa c
in Spring, we swell and pop
like buds on trees.
we burst in all directions,
a grenade under pressure
our debris lands in beds of dewy grass waiting patiently to incinerate.
this Spring we collect parts of the body like polished rocks on the river banks.
the hands, the mouth, and the tongue,
we are learning the ways they caress sweet words.
fruit trees blossom and so does the space behind our eyes.
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Lost and found
by Sonja D.
Waking up naked
On the cold forest floor
Shivering, thirsting, fearing.
I have to go now,
But I am just lost.
Calling for help
My sisters, my brother
Trembling, crying, despairing.
I need to leave now,
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In This Moment
by Monica Ellis
Right now
a first kiss
a child is born
a discovery found
a decision made
all inviting elevated evolution
events
by Jupiters Angel
So who turns the world around
no matter who shapes your ground
only small voices able to make sound.
When something negative occurs in the material world
it's usually a positive in the emotional spirit world.
These are pointers, compass turned,
a fraction time burned.
Don't push time.
Let the new winds sail you to new calmer, cleared oceans.
Accept the new plan, don't show your face to the old world
......
as i begin to learn the rhythm of our seasons
by sopa c
in Spring, we swell and pop
like buds on trees.
we burst in all directions,
a grenade under pressure
our debris lands in beds of dewy grass waiting patiently to incinerate.
this Spring we collect parts of the body like polished rocks on the river banks.
the hands, the mouth, and the tongue,
we are learning the ways they caress sweet words.
fruit trees blossom and so does the space behind our eyes.
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My Love Is To Kill
by Ilya Fkari
I love…
I love to live, and I love to kill.
My nature is to steal the essence of the will.
To see you fade into the picture,
to have you captured in the frame.
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"The mountain that moves in silence."
by Dylan Wu Rong
When the world turned, none knew...
As the soil part ways here,
met half way there, none knew...
Hands joined, wrapped in each others embrace,
whispering their sorrows to each other, none knew...
As the fallen flower grew into a magnificent tree,
under the shade of the foliage they stood,
when the leaves rustled, they never knew...
As the streams turned the corner,
as they split- one to fall, one to flow, they never knew...
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Wilted Sunflower
by Prachi Sheoran
On the verge of death, a mighty star,
Conceived a delicate flower.
Dainty, pure, and bright,
Her soul alit by the last light.
Left in a field both radiant and vile,
She bloomed eternal but servile.
A little droopy, a little broke, and plenty shunned,
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