poetry by Atlas Ez (Ezra)
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Next Of The Poetry Series
Hey everyone, It’s your favorite short story writer, and poet. Announcements: Posting today This part of my mini collection (obviously), later today: A short realistic fiction piece entitled what you see is what you get. That is me roughly planning the post to go up at five hopefully. So be on the lookout for that.… Continue reading
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Hey everyone! LGBTQ Poetry Series!
I’m announcing that either until June has come and went or I have managed to finish one of the current pieces of cohesive narratives that I’m working on (A realistic fiction piece as well as Chapter 5 of the current project S.P.O.A.N) I decided that each week I’ll be posting 3 poems not including the… Continue reading
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195. Bipolar
“You must be crazyEven though not too long ago, you were just lazyYou can’t speak or think , but boy, does your mouth runAnxiety registers as a blip when you’re having this much fun You create such beautiful artOr why do you wanna restrain your heartAt least you get that day offOh you’re ‘sick’ don’t… Continue reading
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262. We’re Not That Gullible!
(Note I decided to start skipping around with my poems so I can put the best foot I have forward) We all are exactly the same The human race That’s what you claim With a big bright smile on your face So what about the wage gap That exists for everyone but you “Walking on… Continue reading
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# 58 Shadows
Shadows,Shadows on my wall Shadows, Shadows in the hall The shadows they are everywhere Going to where no other would dare Shadows,Shadows they follow me Shadows,Shadows that float on the breeze They creep in and get under my skin Sometimes I’m tempted to let them in Shadows,Shadows fears and anxieties are what they are Shadows,Shadows… Continue reading
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# 57 Storm
My Mother once told me I had a storm inside Just like her And my grandfather I suppose that is something I have known for years The thunder loud and abrupt and sometimes frightening The wind strong enough to uproot trees The lightning bright and blinding The rain that causes floods and causes damage to… Continue reading
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#56 Winter (season)
Pale ears and red cheeks The bitter feeling on snow on your finger tips And the building of the snowperson It’s the snowball fight where I made malformed snowballs and still nearly won Its the nightmares that creep in After I am deep in winter’s sleep It’s the nice dreams I get right before the… Continue reading
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#55 Summer (seasons)
(Note: Written when I was a teenager) It’s grape popsicles frozen in plastic It’s my grandmothers muffins It’s the blazing heat down south And the cool breeze up north It’s the polar bear jumping in the pool again The learning to swim even if not “properly” It is the realization of everything passing me by… Continue reading
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#54 Spring (seasons)
It’s the dandelions that grow outside my old middle school It’s the cool spring rain as it drips on my skin The bringer of storms Of performance and athleticism Of taking the chances And making the mistakes It’s the bringer of new beginnings And the healing of old wounds that we so furiously picked away… Continue reading
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#53 Fall (seasons)
Fall,Autumn The season of falling leaves and cool breezes The season of back-porch talks Where you could still smell the remnants of summer fading And already start feel the chill as winter start to roll in The colors of the world bending and shifting everywhere A time for poetry A time for song A time… Continue reading
About Me
A passionate loving autistic trans man Who loves poetry, and the art of writing, have fun be nice.