Even if she insisted she wasn’t a hero,
I knew she was, to many of us, including me...

All I can hear are these voices
The ones inside my head...

She sat alone in the dark
The little eight-year-old girl...

Ethere Poetry (from shadowpoetry.com)
The poetry form, Ethere, consists of 10 lines of...

Too deep in the woods I have run away
For anyone to ever find me...

What’s the big deal about fitting in?
Is it another teenage fight to the finish...

If only we weren't divided between one other
By race, religion, and certainly color...

I
Can’t stop...

Such a serene and peaceful place
Filled with simplistic splendor...

I’m just standing in a shadow
In a girl I once knew so well...

How did I get here?
In this eternally continuing sea...

Not a single car around
The scene, which surrounds me...