adam shipley Poems

when dark and light come to bind
heart and soul form a line
dark yet gray
warmth of day
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I sit and I stare
At this blank paper sheet.
A head full of despair
And a rising of heat.
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The wind sores
A lovely sound
The ocean roars
My mind is locked
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*before you read just wanted to say that my friend and i had to use vocab words to make a poem. we passed the paper back and forth and this is what we got...

every one is googling
to find some ratatouille
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I had an idea
But where could it be
I had it right here
Right in front of me
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All odds seem to be against me.
All people tell me that this is wrong,
But a thousand fools can think a foolish thought,
And it will still be a foolish thought.
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I wear a mask.
A mask fashioned of meaningless words.
At times people regard this mask.
They find it amusing or entertaining,
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*so this is a monologue that I gave in front of my creative writing class. I'm not so sure it constitutes as poetry but I thought I’d just throw it out there anyway.


So listen up. I have a few words to say. Pay attention now. Are you listening? Did you just shake your head in a subtle way? Ha ha. It’s ok. Now I’m not going to sit here and try to sound wise. I’m not saying I’m even true in what I say. But if my words have any effect on you, any at all, well then I guess it was worth saying.
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I am a book with neither a title, nor pictures.
You cannot merely scan through my pages and see what I have to tell.
You must look much deeper than that.
For my words are meaningless,
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