My Favorite Poet

My little brother is my favorite poet.
He creates perfect word combinations to capture the magic that is all around us.

Enjoy...

The Sound of Peace

Peace
still water glistening
diamonds catching sunlight
flinging it towards me
raindrops settling softly
leaves shushing each other
dancing with the sun

shhh...listen...
can you hear it?

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Early Dawn

The silky mist slowly lifts.
Mountains try to hide the burning
sun, peeking underneath
a cloudless sky.
The awe of early dawn,
So it is in love.

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Third Grade

I heard the crack
and saw jagged edges
poking the air.
A tear traced my little
cheek and hung from
my trembling chin.

I broke my pencil.

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