POETRY
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Dinda Putri
She tells that growing up is not easy
Not as easy as turning the palm of the hand
And she helps me to achieve my imagination
She understands my feelings
Because she had experienced it
She said, I have to climb the stairs one by one
She is someone I can talk to
Someone who can give me the best advice
Someone who always be my protective wings
And someone who can be my partner
She smells like vanilla ice cream
Her sound is shady like the waves of the beach
Her face is like the light of the earth
She always is here with me
Watch me grow up
My home
My beloved mother
A Little Dog Named Piper
Edgar Allan Crow (anonymous submission)
Dogs are the best.
They’re always so unique in their own way
And can also be a little strange.
Like a cocker spaniel-poodle mix named Piper.
Who loves to bark at everyone she sees,
While she sits there and claims every tree
Her one blue eye sparks out to all
Like her rubbing her butt against the wall
She loves to run and play from couch to couch.
And enjoys attacking Cooper and play’s with his ears.
And walks precisely as if she was the queen of the house.
People may say that she’s the most annoying thing
But she is unique in every little way
Castles of Sand
Edgar Allan Crow (anonymous submission)
the shovel and the pail combine sand, water,
and pebbles from the ocean.
the packing of the smooth, small hands of my
friend, have me wishing for
my own toys to play with on the beach.
i am sick of sharing with
people who care only about themselves,
rather than their impact on others.
the crashing of the waves against the shore
sends my mind wild. so, i sit
there, dreaming of being at home. alone,
rather than with those who hate me for being myself.
In The Arena
Edgar Allan Crow (anonymous submission)
The thundering of hooves
The smell of sweat
Dust from the sand flying everywhere
The variety of colors on horses
The timer ticking for each horse and rider
The crowd of people on the other end of the fence
The movement of flying around the arena
The intense stare between the cow and horse
Ropes flying around each cow's horns
The suspense of everyone wanting to know who was fastest
Judges judging every move that is made
Keeping the horses calm while riding down the alleyway
Exotic Rescue
Edgar Allan Crow (anonymous submission)
Snakes wrapped around lamp poles
Monkeys leaping from tree to tree
Lions sunning themselves in the gravel
The delusion, the desire with wild animals
Went to the wolves first
They came to him, laid down on the ground
Pets and kisses filled the pen
Was the best feeling in the world
Now the animals are gone
Ownership of exotic animals has been banned
In the open, giraffe's long lope
The lion's hypnotic canter
Elephants sucking water through their trunks
Spraying themselves til their hides glisten
Rhythm , a pulse, a roar of the land
Given up the beloved animals
Making the wild so fascinating
The animals live so peacefully
Roaming all the lands