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THE POWER
OF WORDS
A collection of poetry by Kate D.
Fly
Free
The thickness is impossible
To see through.
The thickness is impossible
To go through.
The thickness is impossible
To live through,
Until you reach the sun.
You try and spread your wings,
Only to find them weighed down
By the dark thickness,
And you sink back to the bottom
Where you are embraced by darkness.
You can't get air from down there.
You can only breathe the darkness,
Though it clouds your lungs.
And when you try and open your eyes
For you know it will be your last glance of life,
Your eyes sting
And you can't see a thing,
So you close then again,
Return to darkness.
You feel the sun on your face,
And you think that you've left this earth forever
To go to the paradise
In the sky
Until you hear the talking
Of the murderers.
The killers.
You try to struggle free
From the net,
To stop the monsters from getting you,
Until you realize that there is no net
Detaining you from the sky.
Only the soft warmness
Of hands enclosing you
And you feel fresh water
Cover you
You feel the darkness wash off you
As the water washes over you,
Refreshing.
You feel the bubbles
Trickle down your back,
And you giggle with delight.
You feel the weight lifted off
your wings,
And you open your eyes
To feel the sunlight
Warm your soul.
And you spread your wings,
A feeling you have forgotten.
You soar into the sky,
But you look back
And say thank you
To the saviors.
Everything is whirling about, Twirling and whirling All around Mixing to create a better collection Of love and anger. Everything is streaking about, Streaking and dropping Against all the walls Creating a miracle of design Against the background of death. Everything is looping about, Looping and drooping Around each other Making the droopers Loopers. Everything is always doing something, Whether that thing is Twirling and whirling Or streaking and dropping Or looping and drooping Everything is always doing something.
A bright full moon Shines onto the dark street As screams come from all corners Of the earth. There is just enough light To see But not enough light to know What lies ahead In the darkness. Devils and angels Walk together Into the coffin Of night, Where they scream out of fear And delight. The many ghouls Come out of hiding To haunt the streets And howl With the werewolves As they bathe in the moon’s Shining white glow. All of the little monsters Run around the streets. Going door to door. Saying one little thing. “Trick or treat?”
The dark curly hair frames the face
Of my older sister.
That hair is like the fur of a wild animal,
Never lying flat
No matter what I do
But that is why I love her.
The sweet smile adorns the face
Of my older sister.
That smile is so young and innocent
Like fresh chocolate chip cookies just out of the oven,
And appears all the time
And that is why I love her.
The pink-nailed hand grips the leg
Of my older sister.
That hand can perform a death grip
That feels like it can crush a building
Without chipping the perfect pink polish
But that is why I love her.
Ocean-green eyes peer out of the lilac glasses
Of my older sister.
Those eyes can glare so hard
It's like they see your soul
Only to laugh at you afterward
But that is why I love her.
My 14 year old sister
Who's sometimes a handful.
Who never answers questions.
Who loves Celtic Woman.
Who is just an okay dancer,
But that is why I love her.
The curves are too many
For there is nothing inside
But fat from all the food
That you make your body
Consume.
All the bones
Show through the pale skin
Making you miserable
For no sugar
Has ever entered your body.
Crunch crunch
As greasy hands dip into
A bag of chips.
All the fat
From all the unused
Sugars and salts
Becomes the round person
You are today.
Whimper whimper
As you starve
From hunger
For you think that you are fat
When you are not.
You are as skinny as a noodle
Laid out in the sun to dry
Making you the fragile person
You are today.
Buttons are always popping
Off all your clothing,
Hitting your mother
Who punishes you
For being fat.
Everything is baggy
Though the smallest size
They make
And nothing fits
Because you are too skinny.
Standing side by side,
You look so different,
But you are the same.
You both are realizing something
About your looks,
And you both want to change.
Changing takes time
And happens in many ways.
But you both can do it
By
Exercising,
Eating healthy,
Playing outside,
Taking right serving sizes,
Asking your doctor for tips,
And
Enjoying life.
All the talking
Fills your ear drums
As you open the door
To the lunchroom.
Different conversations
Come to your ears
Like bees go to a flower
As you get in line.
Pushing through the crowd
You reach your table
Where you take a seat
And join in the current conversation.
Moment of Silence is called,
The one time the room is quiet,
And you quietly chew your food
Waiting for the continue
Your conversation.
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