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AliceYoung

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AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2013-01-19T23:39:17

Five Minute Improv

A challenge I set myself, With five minutes on poem’s shelf.

2 0 167 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2013-01-01T04:31:57

Rosemary's Sister

Lyrics to a song that touched my childhood... Brother of disaster and sister of our fate Do you count the tragedies we see.

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AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-12-24T10:22:11

Lost Christmas

The child wakes up and jumps out of bed. The adult moans and rubs their sore head. The child laughs and runs to the tree The adult stumbles to the kettle for tea. The child believes "He's been.

6 0 96 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-12-23T16:21:54

Typical Family Christmas

(To the tune of Mistletoe and Wine Chorus) Christmas Time, In the chemist line.

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AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-12-14T21:44:39

Crap

The human condition Proud and strong A millennia to build with Our iPhones and throng . Imperfect we, To kill our own so merciless we; Torment, bully, kill the innocent We deserve our place?.

4 0 34 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-21T21:57:29

Void

Another old poem I found from my mixed up teenage-ness. My senses are starved, The food has no taste. Sleep brings no comfort, My days are a waste. People move through me, Like shadows they pass.

2 0 120 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-21T21:52:02

Stone

Heart of stone it would appear, Solid fortress free from fear, But the soul itself wants someone near, Why can’t I feel.

2 0 101 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-20T21:01:57

A Modern Living

Monotony, the modern drudge, No longer through the mud we trudge. With wood and straw our labours born, To feed our kin with meat and corn.

4 0 62 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-17T13:08:02

My Brother Adam

My brother Adam, Is a wonderful guy. He's witty and clever, Though a little bit shy. He does lots of biking, And loves the outdoors. He cycles for miles, Despite saddle sores.

20 0 80 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-17T12:57:34

Invisible World

Once again she stops and stares, At something I can't see. But I don't have those feline wares, That keen ability. How does she perceive this place, Her senses sharp and honed.

22 2 64 words
AliceYoung
AliceYoung
2012-06-16T19:55:09

Upon Reflection

It was the early hours of the morning when he awoke, his eyes flickered open slowly as his mind gradually caught up with the shift in environment - the memory of the world in his head fading as the...

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