(Courtesy of recent community nights and both freshman and sophomore literature classes studying poetry!)
Wandering settler
Calmly looking for a home.
Boys cheer, clouds beckon.
Heads down, hands write fast.
Faces of contemplation.
Growth is visible.
Unrest is hopeful.
Light is not the absence of dark.
Believe in what stirs.
Begin to prepare
A sacred space, focused heart.
Cleansing needed.
Hips lead matching steps
Passionate Latin dancing
Sensual rhythm.
Long John skin tight pants.
Who confuses shirt and slacks?
That’s Michael Patrick.
Kosapw akurang. (Don’t make noise)
En kopwe chok aussening. (Just listen)
Use tongeni. (I cannot)
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