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Jun 23, 2018Jun 2018

BASEBALL BAT There are voices in my head That never will come out Just after they fall silent Is when they start to shout I see things all the time They say aren't even there Voices move on me in night time Like a Satanic prayer In the room ...

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Jun 30, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by MrSustainable

"Searching for perfection" I have been searching for perfection and I think she is the one Love is all I am after and she told me it has begun I know she isn't lying I can see it in her face when to my arms she comes A lonely life of waiting but ...

Rain in my boot all I can do is hoot. Rain in my hair never, be in despair. Rain on my roof can't come in its full of goop. Rain in my style my dossier is on fire. Rain in my shower makes it smell like flowers. Rain in the melody lifts my ...

The Thrill Ain't Gone old man in a sweat soaked T-shirt. two big waggly tailed dogs that never came to an understanding with the leash. 7 rabbit hutches, 3 fat and lazy does and one very content buck smoking a Camel the sound of hammer and nail ...

Just messing with this one. I dawned from my slumber lashed to a green slab of lumber. In a frail trail of fondling fumble, my jail is pail and umber. Hail in a pail, I and waller in silent squalor. Who will untie me I will give them a dollar....

Thoughts of ending my passion will be the day that hades freeze Step in the ring of "all time" and see how these 80's babies squeeze Captivated by classical rhythm that Sweet Ol' Sade's lead A product of the hood that wouldn't grasp Woodlands or ...

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Jul 6, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Merlinseyes

I usually write my poems from a visual thought. Does anyone else do this?

This was just goofing around. Copyrighted Companies Campaigning: Green and jolly green just be a bean. Cookie cooking elf looking for a shelf. Tide you Wisk in an Era itchy underwear. State your farm on a gecko wide in a nation give them a ...

Earth, wind, fire, water, air Accumulated through the given solstice through quarters beared You gotta pay the price so why you coming up with shorter fare To open up the cavern of my mind who wanna board the lair With more than "One Life To Live" ...

This was not written by me. It just resonates . . . . . . . To the Censorious Ones BY ANNE WALDMAN I’m coming up out of the tomb, Men of War Just when you thought you had me down, in place, hidden I’m coming up now Can you ...

Chasing a Leprechaun Through thickened woods and thorny brush I chased the elf in silenced hush Around intoxicating pines And mossy-covered hanging vines Taking care to mark the way With petals dropped from rose bouquet My distance safe from ...

When I had first posted this about 5 years ago it drew a ton of flack. Convexed: Twisted kiss of the fetidness spills in the mind like a rusty dime. Sedge time spilling the wine can poke a hole deep in the divine. Repugnant niceties can ...

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Jul 8, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

This one still needs work-- Jack the Mule came from who knows where. My brother worked him for several years dragging logs from the woods. When not working, he would be standing in the field— munching, watching. He let the boys ride him without...

PASSIN' THRU Some people are afraid of the dark Some are more afraid of the light They think if only they could hit that mark They'd make all their evil right This wants to be a baby, that wants to be dead But none of that matters anyway, they ...

Making of a Coup It started many years ago They groomed him perfectly To make him think he acted Independently They used his many weaknesses And stroked his arrogance His lack of common knowledge A gift, his ignorance They propped him up ...

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Jul 10, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

Digging a Hole I haven't reached the bottom yet, or found that succulent sassafras taproot that makes the curious tea I'm thinking of. The hole is sinking though—my shovel occasionally breaks a strange dark root with a tearing sound and I look ...

I want to colour in your shadow Make art in your absence Frankenstein from the forms of other’s feelings For me But how could I? Mean as much as you meant effortlessly, With all my energy. Write tight as we held on For as long as we did. Be as ...

I Am Existence passing through me Pain and joy passing through me Time becoming me Transforming me into newer forms I reach down into the ground With my hands I see and feel my reflection in it And recognise my ancestors. I see and feel the past and...

Sugar, You Temptress Sugar you temptress, you hide everywhere In many a form, you never fair You sneak in my life like a thief in the night Stealing my health with every sweet bite Making me long for your taste every day From the moment I wake ...

Tumbledown Barn by DHMcCarty 11/17 He staked out his claim to this land years ago. He ordered up lumber from Paul Gundersons mill, rough hewn pine that had no need to see the plane. Four walls to offer protection from predators and a loft to store...

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Jul 16, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Lop-Eared-Mule

A BURIAL AT SEA Alone neath the ship's bridge at midnight, I stood under a crescent moon. On the cold North Sea where he once did sail, his ashes now join Neptune. With a final word I cast him down, but he did not want this resting place. In the ...

Went on a tangent with this one. Read it closely and you will see common adages. Needs a title this is an older one Got my foot caught on a rock smacked my face on a clock. Stuck my thumb on a plant now it is verdant. Thaumaturge a lagomorph from...

Where are the Revolutionaries? Where is the blood that ran Hot in the streets? Where are Hoffman, Seales and Cleaver? Where are the Revolutionaries? Where is my Sister? Eyes lost ...

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Jul 22, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

Sea Level The tall wind sweeping across from all points of the compass in all seasons— fast, slow, hard, easy. The sand trickling or kicking up into little clouds, covering and uncovering the horseshoe crab shells, the million broken pieces of ...

You're peeping how the homie go places Through homeostasis Must tame beast, manifestation be the only oasis I'll only go rate this With given law only go this Throughout the sacred field revealed, thoughts how only go lay this With arts of ...

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