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poetry

Jason Fernandez

Free verse
Snow
White shadows, cut sharp in the distance
Smoothed soft up close
Roars echo up above
But it’s quiet down below
There’s little feet left behind
Stories of hunters
And the hunted
Everything is covered up
So there’s so much more to see.

Rhyming
500 hall
I had heard of a creature fest
But never before of the creature nest
You see the 500 hall up and down
You can sense the creatures all around
Drama, art, and just plain weirdos
There’s no way you can fear those.

Clinging to the walls like packs of bats
They fill the stairs now here’s the facts
Blue hair and crazy eyes
Shaved heads and cafeteria fries
Now you see and now you know
The 500 hall is a sure no go.

haiku
I get all the hugs
From varieties of slugs
On the regular

Tanka
Little fuzzy cat
Sitting on his kitty mat
Looking at his toes
Trying hard to lick his nose
Pitter patter… there he goes

Lyric
I just can’t seem to figure out
How exactly to go about
Searching in successful ways
These gnomes just escape my gaze

Where can I find the homes
Of all the silly little gnomes
Oh I know there all out there
Someone please just tell me where

When I wander through the trees
And hear the hum of birds and bees
There’s not a single gnome in sight
How will i ever find delight

Where can I find the homes
Of all the silly little gnomes
Oh I know there all out there
Someone please just tell me where

I’ve found the home of at least one gnome
Its small but sturdy in a tree
Through the window he stared at me
And when my eyes caught his gaze
He seemed to vanish in the haze





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