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A Place by Kerry Bush

May 18, 2010
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and i am
— my soul is torn in two
wrenched apart by sunlit skies
& the hidden storm is boiling my blood,
revealing a path yet untraveled
like the waters of my heart’s forests that will bring
contentment so clear like michigan waters
a place to be a place to hide
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A cleave poem by Maggie Horton

May 9, 2009

I don’t want to hearthose final words – but, tell me now
What you have to saycan not be anything – to change how I feel
Your honesty means nothing but everything – in this moment
You used and abused menow you want this to stop – I’m fine with it
But, you’re holding me,my heart is in your hands, – and I’m yours to break
And I feel lostI feel like giving up – but, I’m already broken.
Finally, your love for me is showing through your integrity – so, why do I bother?

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Duality by Matt Smigel

April 16, 2009

 

Woke up this morning : looked outside
opened the curtains : saw clouds in the sky
the blue sky and the sun : all beauty blocked out
somewhere beyond : where I cannot see
I think of light : where has it gone?
somewhere someone : cannot see the light
smiling with hope : know it’s just night
dawn comes again : washing over all
bringing rebirth : even new life
think of the good : wasted in vain
forgetting the bad, : the sadness,
living in love : consumes all.

April 2, 2009
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For me, the process of writing a cleave poem is quite different than it is for many of the poets on the main Cleave website. Often my cleaves are discreet poems that I have joined together. They don’t automatically join; I have to play with them a great deal, but the ideas on either side are independent at first.

For starters, try thinking of a topic with two opposing sides: up/down, now/then, me/you. Opposites are inextricably related. By simply being opposites, they already have a relationship. Flesh out each side a little bit, put them side by side, and see how they coincide. Kind of like the Venn Diagrams your teachers put on the board. Working like this will result in a two column cleave, and may even lead you to a three column poem!

Yes, it’s hard, but yes, it’s rewarding! Give it try, and tell us how you did it!

Cleave poem by Michelle Lynn Bernard

March 26, 2009

With him –EvenWithout him
My heart pounds –NowMy hands shake
Palms sweat –TheEarth moves
I never have –TimeI have to be me
To be perfect –PassesEvery second

My name is Michelle Lynn Bernard. I am senior at a tiny little high school in Hebron CT, RHAM (RHAM High School). I was never really that big into poetry until I took a creative writing class with a teacher who is posted on your website Andrea Barton. The first time she showed us her cleaves I thought it to be mind boggling, and then we got the assignment and I tried it and a couple hours later this is what I had.