Justin Reamer

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

Justin Reamer Poems

1121. Sacred Heart 7/19/2013
1122. Prayer Of St. Faustina 7/19/2013
1123. Bildungsroman 7/26/2013
1124. Lorica 7/19/2013
1125. Direct Object 7/26/2013
1126. Auxiliary Verb 7/26/2013
1127. Tenor 7/28/2013
1128. Psalm 90 7/28/2013
1129. Adjudication 7/28/2013
1130. Trombone 7/30/2013
1131. Mandolin 8/1/2013
1132. The Hydrangea 9/30/2014
1133. Freudian Nightmare 1/30/2014
1134. Psalm 108 12/15/2013
1135. Gemini 1/25/2014
1136. Tuba 7/30/2013
1137. A Tribute To My Best Friend 7/29/2013
1138. Flibbertigibbet 7/29/2013
1139. You'Re Special 6/11/2013
1140. Alaska 10/11/2012
1141. Beautiful Woman 10/24/2012
1142. Antithesis 10/1/2012
1143. Prince Of Peace 8/14/2012
1144. Innocence 5/15/2012
1145. Geometry 8/7/2012
1146. The Nicene Creed 9/6/2012
1147. Liberalism 10/30/2012
1148. Apathy 11/27/2012
1149. Psalm 51 6/19/2013
1150. How Great You Are 12/8/2012
1151. Retail Therapy 7/26/2013
1152. Cash Flow 7/26/2013
1153. Allegory 7/28/2013
1154. The Perfect Wife 7/30/2013
1155. Adverb 7/26/2013
1156. The Rubber Poem 12/15/2013
1157. St. Michael The Archangel 7/19/2013
1158. What Makes You Beautiful 11/17/2012
1159. Honesty 6/14/2012
1160. Hail Mary 9/6/2012

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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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