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All That Matters
Most Sunday afternoons in Brattleboro, Vermont were for enjoying the last bit of relaxation from the weekend. Usually, streets were lined...
Ava
Dec 30, 201811 min read
Raining Sunburst Colors
Drip Drip Drip The rain is speaking It is becoming louder AND LOUDER AND LOUDER I cannot hear myself Until the broom sweeps the noise...
Ava
Mar 31, 20181 min read
Moonlight
A sliver shines on me Making shadows able to see A smooth milky sphere far away Comes when time’s contrary is day The galaxy’s dots come...
Ava
Mar 31, 20181 min read
Falling
Whispers of moonlight woven in songs a sloping smoothing sensation forcing a high note to fall. Falling falling into the world clouds and...
Ava
Mar 31, 20181 min read
Places
I walk inside and the scent is wide The soft lights shining The tea kettle whining The windows are a black mark but show the light of the...
Ava
Mar 31, 20181 min read
Who am I?
Who am I? I am I I am me I am you to you. I am good I am bad I am happy I am sad. I'm the wind on a windless day I'm the ocean when...
Ava
Mar 13, 20181 min read
Violent Videogames: Good or bad?
Imagine a world where children are constantly testing the limits of violence. Then, it is their turn to face the world and what do they...
Ava
Feb 4, 20184 min read
When Nothing Goes Right
When your world is turned upsidown and there is no lemonade left only rotten lemons when nothing goes right go left. Turn the other...
Ava
Dec 20, 20171 min read
Reed's Personal Narrative: Going on the U505
This a a personal narrative Reed wrote about a trip to Chicago. Enjoy :) “Is that it?“ We were in the second city with skyscrapers...
Reed
Nov 9, 20174 min read
Pardon Me Pizza: A personal narrative
Imagine you are hungry as a bear, cold like an ice cube, and the scent of pizza is swishing, swirling, twisting its way around until it...
Ava
Nov 7, 20173 min read
First Flakes
The first sight of snow is a new beginning the cold and crystals flutter down gently to the ground. Making a magical glass globe of snow....
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Mondays
Mondays: The beginning A blank piece of paper Ready to be hurled with paints The week is about to begin, So fasten your seatbelt A day...
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
The Space in my Head
The space in my head Is smaller than an atom Filled with everything I Know of But nothing is as it seems: The space in my head is bigger...
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Ode to People
All of the people spread out in many ways. The tree of life grows a branch every day, reaching out it's limbs crawling with new littles....
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Reverse Poems
The silence of power The power of silence The breath of wonder The wonder of breath The passion of fruit The fruit of passion The love of...
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Colors
TIP: Read this poem normal. Then read the last word in every line: Dipping a spoon into a bowl of joy, colors Are Planted in different...
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Poems about Poetry
Stories are words that are like puzzle pieces, They fit together perfectly, Poems are words stuck In between cracks and dark crevices....
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
My Ha, My Hero
This is a piece I wrote last year. I forgot about it but wanted to share it when it popped up on my computer. Enjoy! :) My Ha, My Hero My...
Ava
Nov 7, 20171 min read
Racing Poetry
I may have been a little nervous. But I was not a little nervous, I was extremely petrified and unmistakably worried. I step out of the...
Ava
Oct 29, 20171 min read
Dear Mother Earth
From: Ava Garrison 1111 Sorel Hills Drive Eagle CO 81631 (970) 376 2193 avagarrison1@gmail.com March 16th 2017 To: Mother Earth...
Ava
Oct 29, 20174 min read
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