Justin Reamer

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

Justin Reamer Poems

841. The Healing River 5/13/2013
842. Frienmity 5/13/2013
843. To My Dear Angel 9/29/2013
844. Idiosyncronisation 9/29/2013
845. Dark Days 10/13/2013
846. Monster In His Lair 10/13/2013
847. Calamity 10/13/2013
848. Agriculture 10/16/2013
849. Sonnet 14 10/18/2013
850. The Poet 10/21/2013
851. Terminus 10/21/2013
852. Psalm 103 10/23/2013
853. Psalm 104 10/23/2013
854. Psalm 105 10/23/2013
855. Psalm 133 10/23/2013
856. Psalm 134 10/23/2013
857. Psalm 131 10/23/2013
858. Psalm 106 10/27/2013
859. The Ten Commandments 10/27/2013
860. Indadvendt 10/31/2013
861. Sisäänpäin Kääntynyt 10/31/2013
862. Die Introvertierte 10/31/2013
863. L'Introverso 10/31/2013
864. Η εσωστρεφής 10/31/2013
865. Интроверт 10/31/2013
866. El Introvertido 10/31/2013
867. Coxsackievirus 10/31/2013
868. Impulse 10/31/2013
869. As The Rain Falls 10/31/2013
870. The Sadistic Heart 10/31/2013
871. De Introvert 10/31/2013
872. Life Unscripted 11/23/2013
873. The Beginning 11/23/2013
874. A Fool, Am I 11/29/2013
875. The Fool 12/1/2013
876. In A Sentence 12/1/2013
877. The Sadist 12/2/2013
878. American Family 12/2/2013
879. I’m A Fool 12/9/2013
880. The Luminescent Seraph 12/14/2013

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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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