Evelyn Creon
Grandpa's Guitar
I sat there on my bed Pluckin ' away at his guitar. The only thing I had left From the memory of grandpa. It's a littl' old, beat up, But...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Unwanted Visitor
Author's Note: Fear is the uninvited visitor that comes to haunt you. It always comes in the most inconvenient times. And once its there...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Scared and Unworthy
My head is yelling at me About all the stupid things I've done. It tells me I'm unworthy For anyone I love. I feel the pain it brings me,...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
I Give You All
I emptied myself out Into your hands. I gave you my all To protect me again. You won't disappoint me You never have. So I don't fear That...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Untouched
Moonlight streamed down upon her As she lay asleep upon her bed. It made her hair glisten. Outlined her eyelashes, nose, and lips; Her...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Touched by a Breath of Fresh Air
Touched by a breath of fresh air; Leaves trembled on their branches. Touched by a breath of fresh air; Flowers daintily waved a little....
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Michael built a bicycle
Author's Note: This poem was written by my DAD when he was in 5th grade in 10-18-1984. My grandma came across this poem while going...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Poetry for Thee
Reader reader come my way, Pass me by on summers day. Read me through the winter nights. Mark me up, for a pen's delight. Study, learn it...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
My Little Brother
Eyes like the sea. Curly blond hair. Miniature of daddy; Bulky and strong. Temper like a devil. Heart of an angel. Kiss on both cheeks...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Troublesome Two
Though I seem innocent I'm very much not; I'm the troublesome two And I have a plot. You may know it Or you might not, It doesn't really...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Touched by Time
Touched by time, kills a person Never has it not. Time pulls you in, An spits you out. It takes control of us. Directing our timing and...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Feeling of Regert
Author's Note: While going through some of my old writing I came across this short piece of poetry. It was written during the big scare...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Missing You
Distance away from you Is pulling at my heartstrings. Trying to start anew, Despite, you I still keep yearning. Your filling all of my...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Swiss Countryside
Author's Note: This poem was inspired by the countryside just out side of Adliswil. There are no docks that I know in Adliswil, but there...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
The Song She Sung
She Sat there, tied to a chair; Damaged and confused. To calm the dark fear of death, She there intuned. "Away with me forever, never too...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Faun of Depths
In the deadest parts of night, When all should be a sleep, Fear; it wanders left and right; As a faun from the deep. He's filled with...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
The Caw of the Jay
The blue jay's caw is sinful; Very simular to the crow. It tells of somethings brutal; That could take place in many rows. In rushing...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Drop of Water
A drop of water Rolls down a leaf. When it nears the tip, The leaf begins to waver; Then down it dips. Down the drop does fall. Hitting...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
North West Ocean Shores
Calming sound of waves As they crash against the shore. Lazy barks of sea lions As they lay on rock beaches. Tide pools full of...
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Evelyn Creon
Oct 19, 20221 min read
Lies from the Past
Tis not our lives from the past, Or the hopes of a future. It's the secrets you hid From the first day we met. Tis not the word of a...
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