Wet Cheeks
Streams of watermelon juice dampen my cheeks Sprinklers in the summer made my cheeks drip Boots make contact with puddles and cause ripples Bare trees leave wet piles and hours of fun in the leaves…
my experience is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees my experience in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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