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Britney Hogue
Britney Hogue
(the 15th day of the 5th month in the year 1991 / somewhere but no where/ Oklahoma)
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Hi everyone. I've written poetry and short stories all my life.Most of my poetry is very deep and filled with emotions. Some of my poems are written upon my life’s encounter along with some about my views on life. I hope those who read my poems really appreciate them and find them entertaining as well as enjoyable. Enjoy Life and Poetry! more »
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Britney Hogue Poems
Eclipse Of Night And Day
The salty ocean air
And the crashing white caps
Of the wide open beach serenity
In my wildest fantasies... more »
Lovers Crystal Stream
The warming sunshine on my back
And a light breeze blowing my gold hair
I sit on a bridge over a cool crystal stream
My feet explore the shiny rocks below... more »
Self-Inflicted Insanity
Why have things become like this
So many watery, painful tears
And blackened, sad hearts
In the youngest of souls... more »
A 'Me' World
Walking home from the job I keep,
In this downtown city we call civilized,
I feel as if I’m the only one with eyes,
Unobstructed so to see the truth of matters.... more »
The Rich Man Vs. The Poor Man
And look at you, standing there
Looking like your better than me
Yea you have looks and money
But what does that help... more »
Image Of Love *revised*
There’s an image of you
That I cannot remove
From my memories imagery
It's so serene, so beautiful... more »
A Home Is A Family Is Love
Coming home after a long leave
Is always comforting.
It’s funny how a home is a home,
And not just a house or building.... more »
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A 'Me' World
Walking home from the job I keep,
In this downtown city we call civilized,
I feel as if I’m the only one with eyes,
Unobstructed so to see the truth of matters.
There to the side of the overcrowded walk,
In an alley littered with the suffering,
Sits the small child dealt this hardship.
His hair matted, uncut and dirty.
His cloth about the same, torn and small.
He shouldn’t be there, sad and alone,
At home with a warm loving family,
In a beautiful house with luxuries,
With a yard, and dog as a loyal friend.
That’s the place where he should ...
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I read your poems.
they were just wonderful.
i like the themes of your lovely poems.
I think you are the most talented poet among all teenager i have ever read of.Infact way ahead us.
You are just amazing.