Emily Dickinson Jr.

Sunday, January 30, 2005
alannas poem
by the o so genious ms alanna, damn this grls poems are amazing

2 little gurls best friends forever, they promised eachother through all the bad weather, that nothing could separate them no matter how hard, but as 7 turned to 14 they grew apart, and even sunny days they'd stay awayThe teenage years brought little hope as one girl fell, no one there there to help her cope, for only in her dreams did they stay together and only sumtymes in bad weatherAnd through the sunny days she saw the thing she'd missed through it all, she saw her freind was missing then and that she'd somehow never been there at allBut sadly wat she'd TULY seen was that the SUN brought DARKNESS more than anything. . .

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About the Author
My names Ariel, im a dancer and a writer, i idolize one of the weirdest poets in history, (partly why im so weird) Miss Emily Elizabeth Dickinson, wow that woman was a genious.... well ya, im not gonna lie to you, i dont think my poems are that great, theyre jus my rambelings about life, you know, but ya, tag me (my tag boards on the bottom of the colum on the right) and tell me wut you think, or dont, you know what ever floats ur boat.... o also, not all of these poems are mine, but most of em are, and if u want me to put one of ur poems in here, heck jus tell me and i will, ttfn

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Elizabeth Dowd
happy? whats that
im nobody
im nobody
wanna be
a lil poem by who knows who
Running
how is it?
............. sry
a christmas story

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My Favorite Poems and Quotes: Love is anterior to life, posterior to death, initial to creation, and the exponent of breath -Emily Dickinson WITHIN my reach! I could have touched! I might have chanced that way! Soft sauntered through the village, Sauntered as soft away! 5 So unsuspected violets Within the fields lie low, Too late for striving fingers That passed, an hour ago. -Emily Dickinson I âM nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there âs a pair of usâdonât tell! They âd banish us, you know. How dreary to be somebody! 5 How public, like a frog To tell your name the livelong day To an admiring bog! -Emily Dickinson hope is the thing with feathers, that pearches in the soul, and sings the tune, without the words, and never stops at all -Emily Dickinson i dwell in possibiliy -Emily Dickinson Before god we are all equally wise, and equally foolish -Albert Einstein success is counted sweetest by those who nearly succede -Emily Dickinson we turn not older with years, but newer every day -Emily Dickinson...................... **MY TAGGIES**