To the Heart, From the Home " America!", a little girl had shouted once, but it wasn't sufficient. " Ameeeeeericaaaaaa!!!", she let it roll off longer, prouder, louder than before. But it still wasn't enough!! She began to chant it virtuously, synced to every heart throb, every crisp breath," Ameeerica! Ameeerica! Americaaaaaaa!!!" Her heart was full, her mouth was open, and she poured out from within, a great fluttering light beat its wings soundly in her chest. " Americaaaaa!!!"To the Heart, From the Home2 hours ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
The land responded ever so subtly, a gentle breeze of acknowlegement. The girl flapped her arms as though she could fly away on that faint gail. Her lips pursed into a pleasant smile, and she giggled innocently at the greeting.
" Hi there America!! How are you today?", she called out and gazed into the sky with wide curious eyes.
The grass in the pasture swayed in thin trills of green, anoth
Remedy 48This remedy can't win, it only makes me sick. I don't see how it fits, as its own medicine!Remedy 483 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Can't condone this power's expiring flower. When I feel the shower, I become the coward!
A remedy has fallen, I hear Satan calling! I hate the lost pollin, it leaves me here crawling!
I'm so mad as I break, the pollin here is fake! I've fallen in the lake, I drown as my own fate.