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cream colored grasses
stir gently in the breeze
catching snowflakes
stir gently in the breeze
catching snowflakes
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Field Trip
Stella had never been on a field trip before. Nothing fun like that ever happened at P.S. 103. Most days Stella’s school tablet sat untouched on her desk as she stared out the window, watching the usual red dust tumble over the horizon. But as she walked into class, she noticed a strange lady standing where Ms. Juno was supposed to be. This lady had a tight smile and looked funny. Not ugly or anything. Just too fancy for a Martian school in the boonies. More like a Starship Lady.
Somewhere, out there, the Starship Colonies are living it up, her mother would say during dinner. Once they find a patch of heaven, they’ll sett
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Galaxy Skin
Galaxies look like milk i spilt on the lino
ethereal,
it's true;
Nut's body was is freckled with Taraxacums and gaiety.
She tells me it's like design,
tells me that, even though my cavity chest is full
of empty space held steadfast by stardust,
that it's all God's volition, that it's all art.
she tells me that numbers/words are the window to the soul,
that I should write about emptiness and glitter and detritus in the waves happiness
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Social Demise
On the horizon is the imminent retardation of your country or nation
Because everyone is glued to the tv, their phone, or can't turn of their Playstation
They call it fun and "social" interaction
But it's only an addiction to distraction, for endless shortlived satisfaction
When someone gets hurt or dies, people whip out their phone, not to call in the emergency
But only for their warped sence of urgency
To "share" what they see instead of helping those in need
Yes, people are so very social indeed...
Put it on Facebook, tweet it away
But in that social disarray, haven't they just given their humanity away?
The magical "social" place that is
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An entry for the Haiku Club 2015 January Renga Tree. My response to Chai Cream by TwilightPoetess.
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