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Poets' Corner
Sep 8, 2018Sep 2018

Posted by azzow2
The Glass Frog: Frost of frigid eve is that a bear I conceive Received of pleasant deceive randomized by delightful womanly wiles. Dust off the musk drink in that hunger of love and lust. Skill and thrill of conquered flatteries dolloped with ...
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Poets' Corner
Sep 18, 2018Sep 2018

Posted by azzow2
Lady Viper: Ovaled eye of the venomous serpent lay in sly. Her fangs honed and ready to glide. Spry is she lashes all a glimmer. Round she limbers even the tallest timbers. Coiled is she her like is as sharp as electricity. Satisfied you will ...
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Poets' Corner
Sep 21, 2018Sep 2018

Posted by azzow2
Pretentious positions: Swimming in an icy black labyrinth. Raise the sails of lavender compels. Parka all a ruffle covered in spores of truffles. Upside down umbrella snatching pink lady caterpillars Flue of smoky hue puffing out the...
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Poets' Corner
Sep 23, 2018Sep 2018

Posted by azzow2
Life's autumn last: As the first fall of autumns, scale floats upon the gust. Summersaulting its way to the forest floor. Woosh, it screams in the rollercoaster of mother natures embrace. Landing ever so patiently in all its grace. ...
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Poets' Corner
Oct 5, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by azzow2
This one is definitely R rated. Sooty: Woosh a black cloud of soil and soot. Down the stove pipe just like Santa the wench appeared. Wicked wobbly finger she waves I've come to do you a favor. Light pours out of that wobbly old finger....
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Poets' Corner
Oct 6, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by azzow2
Fire of hearts retire: Fierce is the fringe of revenge on any pretend. Bask in the mask of happenstance. Peel the wheels of primo prominence. Velvet is the pelt on the blaming belt. Munch the bunch of times withered crutch. Heart all a clutter ...
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Poets' Corner
Oct 8, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by codycody
Remembering the past as a child. are imagination were truly wild. take a step back, thin look forward. now move to what you desire.
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Poets' Corner
Oct 10, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by azzow2
Ebony wolf to ware: Eerie is be the heaping pile of eat me. Fangs a blare with an ebony stare. Deep within the dreary, the hunter stalks its quarry. Sleek and low it stalks as the young virgin strolls. Strike fast as light the thrust sink into ...
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Poets' Corner
Oct 24, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by ejbman
A Delicious Longing The anticipation you could not know flooded me and warmed me to the neck long before you ever arrived. When I saw you enter in the dress… that dress so casually sexy and perfect I hoped you wore it for me to hint at pleasures...
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Poets' Corner
Oct 24, 2018Oct 2018

Posted by ejbman
Silhouette of Rocky Mountains rises above the steam of outdoor bath in midnight blue azure. Two wine glasses. Murmuring. The moon, like television static, lights the night which becomes a dark and intimate room, a little too hot.
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Poets' Corner
Dec 3, 2018Dec 2018

Posted by pixiedust
Reposted from hadncrafters. "This year&039;s parody poem and matching artist trading cards (ATCs)." "The final two kit mess cards. "
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Dec 14, 2018Dec 2018

Posted by beerhungry
Confession If you're sending me the message Through the winds of the soul With that facial expressage From our last moment of all If you know that I am reading And you hope I may come To fit all the pieces of reading Together, well I've lost ...
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Poets' Corner
Dec 30, 2018Dec 2018

Posted by avron
Homey on The Range by Sir Lawrence of a’Labia When I was young Lover’s Lane was littered with prophylactics long neck beer bottles With dandelions reaching through the center folds of Miss April, May, June, July who lay molding amongst empty ...
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Poets' Corner
Feb 3, 2019Feb 2019

Posted by KrisSmith1
It's not all about the competition or knowing how good you are Or who's turf goes the hardest or showing off how hood you are It's not about the candy paint you drip and all the wood you scar It's not about the ice and the fame on the scene like ...
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Mar 22, 2019Mar 2019

Posted by Beowulfsfriend
first love poem in a couple decades. For a lady I met here. Poetry in the Guise of Love Bukowski is a god and i am in love with a goddess a red haired, blue eyed, Irish woman with unwavering, undulating, distilled philosophy from...
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Shared from Love & Relationships
Mar 22, 2019Mar 2019

Posted by Allamanda
(when you live on an island, and your lover is on a different one) - Between us is the Sea Between us is the sea - some vast expanse beyond conception of waves of bays of shores uncountable molecular as the stars of flood of flotsam of floating ...
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Mar 26, 2019Mar 2019

Posted by KrisSmith1
An one on one with an out of towner to inspect the vibe Within a local lounge and seeing if she will respect the tribe Of manifestation, no needing to impress, check or bribe Still learning the city? You got it? Should I direct the ride? She ...
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Apr 7, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by Ceejay66
Homesick Homesick? You can never go home again. You can never return to the place where that older boy touched you leaving you scared and confused. Remember the old, naked mattress? Block out all the rest. Homesick? Keeps you sick with wanting ...
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Shared from General & Hellos
Apr 8, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by Vagabondtatt00
endlessly drifting through the abyss I knew she'd be mine before the first kiss Shared intensity as spirits bleed A tantric intertwining And a physical need Our souls are blinding Reflecting the light of stars Hiding the wounds that will become ...
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Poets' Corner
Apr 10, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by davknight
Squirrel fry on The satellite earth dish No internet to play Today Boredom creeps The cerebral folds Of the Comcast bill Toupee In capital fetters Creditor debit The empty balding wallet Squirrel fry on The satellite earth dish No internet to play ...
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Poets' Corner
Apr 22, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by davknight
Easter Poam 3 sacrificial jesus sliced crucifixion on fork lanced with carving knife on hill of yams garnished neath cloven yellow crowns of half-baked swine apples imploding downtown the fatty fetid flesh thank you jesus! thank you mister pig! ...
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Poets' Corner
Apr 23, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by Metahuman
Haiku from years ago The wind at midnight Blowing gently in the tree Echoes in my mind
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Poets' Corner
Apr 23, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by Metahuman
A crazy taoist poem We see with our mind, not with our eye So many crawl, so few fly Because they fail to see, and so fail to see All that they are, and all they could be Understanding everything, realizing nothing Can you see past duality and ...
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Poets' Corner
Apr 30, 2019Apr 2019

Posted by azzow2
A feather of a cock perched upon a jagged rock. The ache of grandma`s rocker boar a wore in the hardwood floor. Hounddogs holler worn off that would be robbers. The purr of the hovercraft whisp across lands of discover. Caverns of ...
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Poets' Corner
May 15, 2019May 2019

Posted by KrisSmith1
Arrive aboard Strive for swords Through fighters stage Desired blaze Revive the score Survive the core And hire ways For brighter days (c) 2019 - Kris Smith
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Posted by RemiforceDEATH IS SO FINAL--Youth La Boheme days in our small boyhood town, drinking cheap wine, smoking grass all night in some artist's studio, staggering forth into the bleary translucent twilight dawn.

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Posted by RemiforceMY AGE IS IMPATIENT.

Posted by BohoHeathenThis is just a poem of past experiences.

Posted by PetterAbstinence indeed!

Posted by AstralSmokeWanting Wanting to be broken utterly split apart with a mighty tearing like an apple broken to unfold the delicate open veined petal pattern inside the fruit .

Posted by MiizzunderstoodWE WILL BE HOME SOON MOM.

Posted by Stargazer13And this is what you mean to me… That I see beauty and feel lovely in a dark, broken and rusted world Because you love me, I’ve been brave And opened into full bloom beneath the gaze of ...

Posted by Stargazer13Dog days are over Picking every four leaf clover Gonna break out of every box they put me in This soul is hungry and divine sugar my sin Personal evolution Fated love the revolution Raw ...

Posted by Stargazer13I've heard the stories of your empty world Devoid of soft touches And the rare souls that cross lifetimes, to see again through eyes captured in silent and consummate knowing I've listened to ...

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