Justin Reamer

Freshman - 967 Points [Richard Caldwell, John Malcomb, James Roberts, and Roran Copperfield] (2 October 1993 / Holland, Michigan)

Justin Reamer Poems

601. Metre 7/27/2013
602. Raucousness 7/27/2013
603. Coquette 7/27/2013
604. Arrears 7/27/2013
605. The Culling 7/28/2013
606. Apostate 7/28/2013
607. Certitude 7/28/2013
608. Biliousness 7/28/2013
609. Bursar 7/28/2013
610. Aerie 7/28/2013
611. Averance 7/28/2013
612. Non Sequitur 7/28/2013
613. Psalm 87 7/28/2013
614. Psalm 88 7/28/2013
615. Psalm 89 7/28/2013
616. Pomposity 7/28/2013
617. The Scoundrel 7/28/2013
618. Charlatan 7/28/2013
619. Psalm 93 7/28/2013
620. Yahweh Sabaoth 7/28/2013
621. Altercation 7/28/2013
622. Contumely 7/28/2013
623. Monomachia 7/28/2013
624. Oppugning 7/28/2013
625. Loggerhead 7/28/2013
626. Wye 7/28/2013
627. Coxcomb 7/28/2013
628. Libertine 7/28/2013
629. Carrion 7/28/2013
630. The Cozening 7/28/2013
631. Jackanapes 7/28/2013
632. Famacide 7/28/2013
633. Restiveness 7/28/2013
634. Joy 7/28/2013
635. Extirpation 7/28/2013
636. Gudgeon 7/28/2013
637. Calumniations 7/28/2013
638. Prayer Of Immaculate Conception 7/19/2013
639. Psalm 92 7/28/2013
640. Vehicle 7/28/2013

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Best Poem of Justin Reamer

Curiosity

What does one feel when he is curious?
What does he feel when he thinks?
What does she look at when she blinks?

Curiosity brings upon them
A state of wonder
Which they cannot deny,
They keep wondering and wondering
For the knowledge
They cannot petrify.

A child looks at a cat,
And wonders what it does,
For he does not know a bug,
When it comes a-buzz.

The girl looks at a tree,
She wonders why it is green,
She wonders why it stands,
And why it isn't mean.

Teenagers look at their subjects,
Ever the more inquisitive,...

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The Introvert

I wander around a school,
Across a place that has forgotten me,
For who I am,
I know not, and I know that I am an outsider.
An outsider I am,
For what identity I know not;
I believe that I have been shunned,
That I have forgotten who I am.
I had a name, or at least—

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