A poetry collection of mine from the early 2013 school year.

Psychological

Runnoff

of a

 Budding Youth

 By Micah Gleckler

For: Honors English

Katrina Johnston 

This collection includes the poems: Just a Thought, Rain (A collaboration), Revelation, Star, and ode to the smart ones 

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Just a Thought

Life

Is it a switch that can give and take?

Is it a flame tumbling in the winds mercy?

Or is it a bloom splashing its colors in a field of equal splendor.

Or is it more?

Are we mere specks in existence,

or could we be existence.

For a feat is nothing without a witness.  

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Rain

A collaborative poem written by: Micah Gleckler, +Rachel Bishop, +Seth Harrold, +Lisa Taitano, and +Keisha Harrold

Constant Tears Under Reflection

Joy Within Sorrow Clarified

Young Tendrils Searching Vainly

Finally Memories Slovenly Qualified 

Emotions Casually Drip Intensely

Singing Mournful Truth Silently

Entirely Lost Outside Cares 

Definite Atmosphere Struggles Instead

Special Circumstances Seemingly Ancient

Chances Turn Volume Southwards 

Mental Condensation Gives Peace

Fictional Welfare, Frailties Bloom

Piercing Soul Smacks Beatifically

Coming Quiet Creeps Sedition

Bliss Crowds Simple Silence 

Wherefore There’s Natural Chaos. 

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   Revelation

Glory and Mediocrity

A span of doom to be gazed upon

onlookers shaken by pangs

I feel the boiling judgment on my flesh

As I entertain the myriad pupils

They view me and you in gold or silver

Every entity to its value is weighed

No breath is too sacred

We dance with the moles

Under the stars, we raise our voice

But we are lost in a sea of prayers. 

Society writhes and weeps 

While the administrators chortle

Ignorant of the spiral

and content to be square

No breath remembered.

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Yay for quatrains!

Star

Distant star, tear in the sea 

Oh star, speck in reality

The void guards our secrets

The void festers like the desert

Far away star, grain of sand

Oh star, in a land without end

Oh star, you sprawl on the void

But in a void, so ever dwindles

Untouchable star, ember over fire

Oh star, coal in blazing dance 

Ember, the void will smother you

                  Dear star, a speck in time               *

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Ode to the Smart Ones

Props to the brilliant and few 

Props to those who knew all along

And props to those who always know what to do.

Props to the sappy al’ Shakespeare

And props to the advanced in years

While us laymen try to remember the year!

Props to those who contemplate life

Props to the leading authority in triviality

But they still can’t end the strife.