<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[lynxypoet]]></title><description><![CDATA[lynxypoet]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2026 13:11:04 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Members, Listen up!!!]]></title><description><![CDATA[I just wanted to say to any and all new members: Make sure you make your profile public so we can view all new posts by you! I will try...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/members-listen-up</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5fa318ca1a0da60017c327e6</guid><category><![CDATA[Blog]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2020 21:11:17 GMT</pubDate><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Welcome]]></title><description><![CDATA[You come and you view So don't be blue More are on the way So make sure you stay Welcome to the page Treat it as your stage And now...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/welcome</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c70a91ac18e74001de88368</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><category><![CDATA[Blog]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 02:10:59 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8d941c_7365471a51a74b44b4347e8a28e91747~mv2.gif/v1/fit/w_298,h_218,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Rain, It Comes]]></title><description><![CDATA[When the rain falls from the sky It makes me wonder why Why does the rain fall? Why do things go down? Why is the world like a ball? Why...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/rain-it-comes</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5fa3478a9828980017c409ee</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2020 00:37:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_bfdf375ad1e842fd9048219913b97c61~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_768,h_512,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fear]]></title><description><![CDATA[A broken toy once told me, That it goes turn by turn. It's like drowning in a sea, While the world is burning. To feel its sting, Like a...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/_fear</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9ac1585b69490015cde591</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2019 00:23:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_722b0b6432af4532ab28f95b05b39429~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_275,h_183,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Safe]]></title><description><![CDATA[At school, at home, Where ever I go. It's all the same, Emotions and tensions. Is a book a place, Where I can finally safe? A drawing? A...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/_safe</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9abf2289b50a00162fc094</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2019 00:12:40 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_4fbc54dc3fd547009a932cb4c6dc1441~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_893,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[At The End Of The Day]]></title><description><![CDATA[At the end of the day, When everything's done. I look back and wonder, If it ever was fun. At the end of the day, With out any fray....]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/at-the-end-of-the-day</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9abcddceae5c00156cad5c</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Wed, 27 Mar 2019 00:03:31 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_96fcfb8779d842a6a048595e35755cf4~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[The Storm]]></title><description><![CDATA[The storm is coming, Everyone stay clear. Hear the thunder, Crashing down. See the lightning, Hit the ground. The rain pours down, Hard...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/the-storm</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9abb63c926fc007ba48d48</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2019 23:57:10 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_bca9d8e02cab461d97c3a047d811916a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_578,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Need To Escape]]></title><description><![CDATA[I need to escape, To leave and be free. In a forest, Or my head. In my music, Or a book. I need to escape, In any way I can. The easy...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/i-need-to-escape</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9ab9fac926fc007ba48a34</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2019 23:50:49 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_34384443bad64ba69edfe1628864d8e6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_500,h_375,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Silence]]></title><description><![CDATA[I'm never heard when I speak. I'm never spoke to unless needed. I sit, I observe. I listen, and I see all. When I'm heard, a world is...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/silence</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c9ab6af3bc155001501dffb</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2019 23:41:14 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_96a28ca19df24985a1ab5cf6730cd09f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_236,h_147,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[A Willow Tree]]></title><description><![CDATA[A willow tree stands alone, Along the glistening lake. The wind shakes her branches bare, Yet she stays awake. She stays through winter...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/a-willow-tree</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c98f4ab5f5286001c21fce3</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2019 15:40:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_629e7d071de143c6804ffd5edd7cca8f~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_630,h_630,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Roses]]></title><description><![CDATA[Roses are you Roses are me Roses we are And always will be You smell as sweet As roses can be You're no meat Just someone neat Who can...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/roses</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c70dc483b84a1001cdc29b6</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 05:41:05 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_98040bbc0f3247b8a3e2d1159abc6909~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_800,h_800,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Love and Hate]]></title><description><![CDATA[We cannot love without hate, We cannot hate without love. They are complete opposites, These love and hate. But love and hate, Are still...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/love-and-hate</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c70d9c8bb5b32001cb80290</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 05:33:42 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_a818cae6951d4a3784c8dd86bbdbccae~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_450,h_338,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Ever After]]></title><description><![CDATA[Once upon a time, There was a happily ever after. T'was more like a dime, And evenings full of laughter. The riddles, The griddles, And...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/ever-after</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c70d732159e5f001c14d9d6</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 05:21:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/a27d24_7a94a779e8ea49eb8c1437b31121304a~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_850,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[I Know Not]]></title><description><![CDATA[If there ever was a star that shines as bright as you, I know not. Of a sea as vast as your knowledge, I know not. Of a sword as sharp as...]]></description><link>https://lynxy2019.wixsite.com/lynxypoets/post/i-know-not</link><guid isPermaLink="false">5c70a8600a2463001c947dc4</guid><category><![CDATA[Poems]]></category><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2019 01:59:29 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/8d941c_3e76efaa1c1e4b5ea0d3ddfb62bf2bb6~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_700,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Ashley</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>