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Don't move the goalposts.Leave them as they are.
Well, maybe this much wider.Now you've gone too far.
In a bit more. Stop.OK, that'll do.
Je m'appelle Yusef
J'ai quatorze ans
J'aime jouer au football et lire des bandes dessinees
J'ai deux freres plus ages
Je fais semblant que je ne suis pas bon en francais
Nell drives and we don’t speak.
Every limb is numb
My mind is racing
Kicking the pebbles along Eastbourne beach
as the orange-pink of sunset
plays with the ebbing tide,
my mother asks…
Sadie opened her Easter eggand found three smaller Easter eggs.
Jaspar opened his Easter eggand found a hammer for breaking Easter eggs.
Tippi can't stand clowns.Dragon is terrified of cockroachesand Mom of mice.Dad pretends to be fearless,though I've seen him flinch when the mail arrivesseen him hide
From Things You Find in a Poet's Beard by A.F. Harrold
Frost spins white lines
on the lawn,
grass turns glass-like,
'Twas Springy and the seedy flowers
Did blow and blossom all around.
All wafty were the shrubberies
And floral dust drifts to the ground.
Like to be a FIREWORK?
So would I.
To DAZZLE like a flower.
To SIZZLE in the sky.
With a CRACK and a BANG
and a BIM BAM BOOM!
I feel it, first as a stir,turning deep in the murky water.Surfaces up for air, a twitchon the lake in my head.A flip, and it disappears.