The salty taste permeates my dry mouth. Debris settles between my toes. The calm waves crash quietly against the air. Deep, blue streaks dart here and there. The stench of what did not survive fills my nostrils.
The joyous sound of the lonely birds tasted like jam on my buttery toast.
Teddy Swims melodic voice can be heard in room 6-107 at John Hopkins Middle School.
I hate to hear birds chirping.
The continuous noise in my classroom slowly drives me crazy.
No, that’s not cap.
Because I can’t walk my life is over.
Rain, rain go away, come again another day.
The shiny sun of the sad sky is my hope.
The dull knife cut me heart when you left.
The ocean wrapped its arms around me.
Skinny used her caring nature to make it through.
My love for life will be rewarded in the end.
I found all that I needed in my journal book jacket.
My heart will forever keep beating.
Ta grace suffit a mon ame (It is well with my soul).
My soul still cries out.
In the sea of confusion, the ocean keeps me safe.
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I love the first several lines, and how they connect with the last line — the whole poem travels very well, thematically. 🙂
I love the first several lines, and how they connect with the last line — the whole poem travels very well, thematically. 🙂