Lovers embrace in the picture window. a car called vengeance. the hanging chair weaved, basket like. down a stairway, hides the door. Paint tries to escape the wall. Cherry blossoms open up, like two good friends after, a long absence.
This blog is to show the poetry I wrote in my poetry class. The poems are very diverse. Some poems are fun, while others are more serious. One poem is by Emily Dickinson because I really like her poetry.
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