Elizabeth Peterson Poems

Long Shadows stretch,
Thin and muted,
Reaching through the
Leafy archway.
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Dappled shadows lay on
Uneven wood chips—
A nearly empty
Swingset and one
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Chalk dust
Under fingernails
Scribble-covered chalkboards
white on green
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Some say you are evil
But others wonder
Maybe we're all just
Misunderstanding
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Love.
A flame so strong, only
Time can quench it.
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Raw passion,
Pure flame;
The world stops turning,
Stops twirling again.
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A web of water plays over my knee.
I stand, lather, scrub.
Soap clings to my naked body;
I scrub harder.
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