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Our First Real Kiss

Our First Real Kiss

Anonymous

April 1, 2014


Filed under Poetry

Watching the stars in the night sky We're laying here, just you and I Holding, trembling, not from cold From a feeling deep but not yet old A new spark to begin our time I ask for your hand, and you don't mind We laugh, we talk, we huddle close In the grass that leans above us both Time...

Moody Nebraska Weather

Moody Nebraska Weather

Angela Richart, Assistant Editor-in-Chief

March 6, 2014


Filed under Poetry

No meteorologist can predict its mood Sunshine and smiles one day And the cold shoulder rain showers the next Nebraska weather is a bipolar person Bouncing from mood to mood, hot to cold Sometimes its angry face throws hail at our heads Then minutes later its cheery rainbow appears The...

Cannot Be Boxed

Cannot Be Boxed

Angela Richart, Assistant Editor-in-Chief

March 4, 2014


Filed under Poetry

I can paint you an abstract picture Full of life and color With shapes and designs That will blow your mind But when it comes to drawing something real That I cannot do. I can write you a free-verse poem Full of metaphors and humor With words and rhymes That will blow your mind But when it comes t...

Please Don’t Cry

Please Don’t Cry

Angela RIchart, Assistant Editor-in-Chief

March 1, 2014


Filed under Poetry

Whatever you do, girl, please don't cry You can make it through People have your back They believe in you You know that's a fact Just keep your head held high Whatever you do, girl, please don't cry You're going to make it work You're stronger than you know Even if it hurts You...

The Birdbath

The Birdbath

Angela Richart, Assistant Editor-in-Chief

February 25, 2014


Filed under Poetry

I am flat, cold and unmoving Moved only by glistening raindrops Plopping down from the sky Like salty tears from an eyelash Shimmering as it hurries down your cheek Weakly landing on the back of your hand And I am quite the same Daylight dries up my heart and yet Too often I am...

The Haze

The Haze

Angela RIchart, Assistant Editor-in-Chief

February 19, 2014


Filed under Poetry

  As I looked out across the haze Dust particles lingering in shades of grey My eyes adjust to the piercing light I see a movement just beyond my vision From the corner of my eye, a thread That separates the dawn from the dusk   I close my eyes, it is nearly dusk Dark...

This Is Not a Love Poem

This Is Not a Love Poem

Angela Richart

September 19, 2013


Filed under Fiction, Poetry

Thrown toothpicks and plastic cups "You're so stupid''s and "Shut the hell up's" You're never sweet, but always cruel Worse than raw meat, and dogs that drool With eyes blacker than the blackest ink Bathed in a cloud of cologne stink You never smile, but always smirk Never been nothing...

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