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Write a poem! Please keep under 35 lines! Write about anything you wish! Please, easy on the profanity!

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Poets' Corner
Jul 26, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Lincoln55
“I was reading the dictionary. I thought it was a poem about everything.” ― Steven Wright
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Jul 28, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Stargazer13
SUN AND SHADOW The child in me remembers, In cool of early morning, bare feet planted in grass grown long In the soothing trill of summer birds, perched and preening on rotted fence all but gone And in chirps of morning crickets still awake from ...
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Poets' Corner
Aug 7, 2018Aug 2018

Posted by CesStuart
To a god, Still, to this day, many thoughts flood my mind. I look around and all I see is suffering. Suffering all around me! Suffering of my fellowmen! Suffering of my family! Suffering of everyone I love! Is there a reason why you would allow ...
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Aug 25, 2018Aug 2018

Posted by Stargazer13
I'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 your unfulfilled dreams, broadcast in waves of sadness ...
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Sep 9, 2020Sep 2020

Posted by beerhungry
This is my own favorite poem from my just published collection "Tree Falling in Forest" Traitor I'm sorry brother for this bloody blade Leaving you unable for a question It is one tree from which we both are made But branches grew in opposite ...
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Poets' Corner
May 17, 2018May 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
Not a poem, but appropriate for the group.
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Poets' Corner
May 23, 2018May 2018

Posted by RaaChenn
The Zombies of Austin Indiana In Austin there are zombies Who roam the streets at night They eat up big salamis And shoot up out of sight In the park there they got needles That somebody used before With microscopic evils That you don't see anymore...
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Poets' Corner
Jun 5, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by CreativelyMe
My Mothers Day Poem People say I don't love you but I know it's not true cuz whenever I see my psychiatrist all we talk about is you
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Jun 6, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by azzow2
For those that do not know langostinos are seafood crustaceans that are harvested off the coast of Chili. Lawless Garden: Dancing daisy draped over dreadful deadly dandelions dwindling diligently with delight. Lavish lavender lazing lushly on ...
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Jun 6, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Theomonk
My fate was written at least a thousand years ago Yours was too And then we arrived here together Your light is bright, mine is blue Before we took the trip I fell in love with you How did that happen?
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Jun 8, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by pixiedust
I used to write name poems for people in my set. I remember bits and pieces of some of them. Oddly, this is the only one I remember in its entirety. Sleep, sweet embrace of death, There is little time left. Endless wand'rings of my mind Visit places...
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Jun 8, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by RobertNappi2
Masquerade Ball Come one come all to the Masquerade Ball The time has come to let our mask fall To see each other naked which is how it should be Am I afraid of you are you afraid of me What do we hide under our mask so bold As if someone were to ...
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Jun 11, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by RaaChenn
LOU Trapped in an alley, and I can't run Facing a man with a cross and a gun His face is blue He says my name is Lou And it's my sacred duty to kill you His eyes flick around, gun falls to the ground He throws the cross in the sewer and before...
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Jun 11, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Petter
Laugh .... and laugh .... and laugh ... Bio means life, Yet mine has seen more .... .... of death ...... or near death;...
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Jun 12, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
La Chuparrosa The Phoenix sun rises over the small garden as a buzzing green jewel flits and hovers, his home the scented air. The Hispanic gardener stops his tedious work to watch, as I do, on my own way to the air— scented and perilous. He asks...
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Jun 15, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by RaaChenn
BLOOM The child's the father of the man, the proper study of mankind is man But the grapes of wrath are ruptured, death and poison in my hand Your stiff head's in the leaves, your bloodied forehead in the sand And my brain is full of razors so I ...
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Jun 16, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
Talking to the Cat 21 How crafty the critter be. He sneaks into the warmest chair as soon as it's deserted, however briefly, with a furtive air, as if to say "who, me?" I know you hear me, you old debbil cat. All hunkered down into the cushions,...
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Jun 19, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
I Sing the Bright Day I sing the bright day down the sky— The drowsing sun is silent, deaf to pleas. I sing because I cannot cry. The song wells up from nowhere, to fly Into this world like startled birds from trees. I sing the bright day down ...
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Jun 21, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by KrisSmith1
Various days of rain with clouds to leak the thirst That's poured righteously to the environment that seek the works As many make a scene to be showered on or discrete to burst With melodies of manifestation and let the beat disperse (c) Kris Smith
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Jun 22, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by pixiedust
This is a Job Hunt poem I threw together for a humorous speech contest. Later, I also used a copy of it in an Artist Trading Card. Sadly, some of the poem is true. I love to work I really do I love to hunt for new jobs, too I love to sweat, I love ...
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Jun 22, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
Retrospectacled Later the right word comes, later the right perspective. But at the time, the mind reaches out like a foot in the dark for a step that is not there. So I look back whenever I get a chance, and redream different parts of the dance, ...
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May 18, 2018May 2018

Posted by anti-augustine49
Aphrodite: Goddess of love, Beguiler of humanity, Your creature comforts, Your uncomfortable creature, If I am not your slave, what am I? Beach born love, crest borne love, Of waves in sprays of foam; An oyster sans pearl, now only pearls satisfy, ...
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May 20, 2018May 2018

Posted by Kymmacg
Rapture ethereal reality gilt edged edged in guilt. Defined without objectivity yours or mine hers or his Created within ardor unbeknownst chance moments moments chanced Enhanced by inescapable fates met in love claimed in love ...
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May 21, 2018May 2018

Posted by Petter
This is a mono-rhyme (Every line ends with the same rhyming sound) which I wrote nearly 5 years ago. Gobbledegook. When is a door not a door? This concept gnaws! "If doors aren't doors Pray give me pause For thought." Because, By nature's ...
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May 22, 2018May 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
Beard I am still swimming in dreamland. Over, under, down through this little wave and that, the clear and the murk, the dark and the light. Twenty years ago I had my powers (ha!) as I do again now. I have been my own Delilah, purposely shearing, ...
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Posted by EntheogenFanI wrote this about a crazy girl who I loved like crazy. She made my entire life feel like insanity.

Posted by AllamandaNot in the current meaning of 'dog-whistle' but I think people will like this poem.

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Posted by neutralite[youtu.be] today... was a day. ✂️ Squeak in the music room on this site, that's what to do.

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.

Posted by RemiforceWHEN MY BROTHER LEFT FOR NAM--We looked across the field of death & maiming, in our youthful half knowing, the war raging in the media suddenly close & personal,like a car crash We drank to ...

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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