Yahtzee Set 3: Poetry - Fives (+Bonus)

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The Race

opening
at the zero-meter mark,

breeeeathing the

top branches bend the
ribbon at the finish line ripples aaaand—
bang
a shot
the shot
the gun goes off,
and everyone’s off
dust, distraction, smokescreen.

the race has begun

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Preparing for Takeoff

The avalanche settles
as everything as settled

ice clinking, drinks served,
lights lowered.
The hushed air
the morning after

a snowstorm

and I smile

engine humming

on the way
to our destination.

Please, sit back and enjoy the flight.

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The Sun and the Moon

star-crossed
star-struck
stars

in my eyes for
               my Romeo,

               a vampire, too cool for even the Moon;

but I am
                                                               warm-blooded
                                                               blinding
                                                               light
                                                               enough.

                                                               I am the Sun and the Moon.

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    Student

She showed me the stars,
    and I knew North.

I decided to study the stars,
    but they were only numbers.

I searched
Where are you?
in the lines and angles,
the degrees
and in between beams of light,
cool red to warm blue,

but there was only paperwork,
    paperwork

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Writer

Me? A writer?
I look up from the blank page

and through the window
onto a pink and orange
ice-cold
sherbert morning

wondering
what is there to write about?

I wonder if it will snow—
what will happen then.

I wonder
about a lot of things.