Ease: A poem
Efon/Creative Commons
I want Ease / To not let those voices matter.
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The trials of pulling an all-nighter as a college student: A poem
As I fall asleep dreaming of blank Google docs and deadlines, I tell myself that I’ll at least be able to get a full night’s sleep before I do it all again next week.
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It’s been a real long day: A quarantine routine, in poetry
Waking up at 1, it’s another day in quarantine. None of my work is done, and I feel like an old rusty machine.
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An ode to the beloved squirrels of UC Berkeley
Regardless of major, political views, sexual orientation or religion, everyone on campus can agree that squirrels are the best thing about UC Berkeley. There’s no better way to express love than through a poem, so here’s an ode to them just in time for Earth Day.
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Happy National Haiku Poetry Day: 3 poems for U(C Berkeley students)
With all this time on our hands, there is a little bit more room to tap into our creative selves. We gave it a shot ourselves. So, we present to you a small collection of 3 poems broken into “haiku” stanzas. We hope you can relate!
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An ode to AirPods, our constant, loyal ear companions
Regardless of where I am, with my head bouncing in periodic nods, some things never change. I love you, my beautiful AirPods. In sickness and in health, you have stuck by me.
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Lone violins at dusk: A poem
A lone violin aching through the night / Follows our footsteps to the ends of the Earth / Where to — A destination yet to be known
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A She-Angel is Punished For Falling in Love with Virgin Mary: A poem
A psychotic angel rests with a knife in her mouth / behind the door of a treehouse / and wonders if she is a self-centered / pawn of His…
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Sweet peas: A poem
Violet — I always thought it smelled like hope. Fuchsia — I always thought it tasted like rose hip tea. Pink — I always thought it felt like satin. And all these colors intermingle Obscenely intertwining on the petals Of sweet peas twisting along the pavement Twining between my
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Where Civilization Ends: A poem
Disclaimer: The following poem is a parody of Shel Silverstein’s “Where the Sidewalk Ends.” There is a place where civilization ends And the hills no longer roll, only streets that sting, And there the cement suffocates sweet wild And the sun seeks revenge with scorching revile And there is
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