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Most Liked Posts By azzow2 (87) (Page 7 / 24) Posts by anyone

May 14, 2018May 2018

My shitty weekend mood is gone. Afternoon Dream We’re in an ancient red convertible the size of a laundry room, fins a shark would envy, driving across the desert, heat shimmering in the distance. My hair, long again, whips across my face. Sam ...

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May 15, 2018May 2018

Posted by rcandlish

Suddenly, a little bird awoke outside, beyond my window's ledge and sweetly chirped her expectation somewhere upon the privet hedge. Though still the sky was dark, unprovoked, she bravely sang. I wondered why? As if her little heart could understand ...

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May 15, 2018May 2018

Posted by DianaGinger

A little cat named Ganji, so quiet and so meek. A gentle friend to everyone any day of the week. A soft-spoken little man who brought comfort when we were together. You are loved, you are missed, today, tomorrow and forever.

Standing before the mirrors three, three graces turned away from me . Past her shoulder a sigh of serenity , and only meant for me . I only saw her stand just there, bright blue eyes and flaxen hair. A nude descending a wobbly stair, and only meant ...

We have an annual "Scarecrow Festival" in my home town. All very twee and touristy. A poetry competition (scarecrow theme) is part of the deal and last year I entered. Didn't win. I still like my poem, though. Sympathy for the Scarecrow For more ...

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May 20, 2018May 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

New Boy in the Factory Dim haze in the long gray building; smoke of molten metal, faint and acrid. Banging, burning, hissing sounds emerge from every torch bright niche. The sun struggles through the thick and cracked two layered windows, to light ...

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May 24, 2018May 2018

Posted by anti-augustine49

Strange music on the boulevard Strange that jazz is strange Strange how the sax is still haunting Strange how modern sounds avoid such sounds Primordial ets haunt my city strange Yet the spirit of the sax is gone Are we afraid of being haunted? ...

Twitch and itch risky intensity: Dust settles upon a cast iron brim of blended identity. Flowing liquid sky's bloom with shards of insanity. Gnawing sands of gravity ghosting levity. Bound hinges of flaxen bravery void and eerie . Empty is not the...

Random glares of straight recklessness as if they need a problem solved While making moves, look in the mirror, see where the problem falls We all have a choice to hold it in or have the problem mauled The art of " Money Over Broads" can be a vivid ...

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May 30, 2018May 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

Branches Branches on trees grow outward, upward; into sky and sun holding birds and buds and leaves growing more outward still. They sway in the wind, are bent downward by boys climbing or swinging, by squirrels running along them; by age and ...

Promises I Can Keep I can't promise forever - who knows what tomorrow may bring. I can't promise eternal bliss - I'm only human. I can promise two arms dedicated to holding only you. I can promise a heart that accepts you unconditionally. Eyes ...

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Jun 4, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33

Salvation I am nine years old again. Suppressing peals of mirth in the dour church as the preacher drones on, my body racked with cackles stifled by a trembling hand. Eyes swimming, I know I am saved. Saved from sanctimony, from ponderous shakings ...

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?

Grimbol is a word that I invented as poets that is one of the rites of passage to make new words. So the title is Grimbol: Maniacal was the magic in the thimble of the nimble grimbol. Panic brewed in the picnic basket that contained the key that ...

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Jun 13, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by RobertNappi2

Journey...R.A. Nappi Well it seems as if this mountain has no peak Jutting upward stabbing deep into the clouds Long draining and treacherous is my journey But onward I struggle with every fiber of my being The shadow sets from the mountain just ...

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 ...

Rize to the hue of the galvanized: Neon buzzing in your ear peel you eye open, who's that stranger in your mirror? Stumble in the stall turn on the power, leak in a new color of inspire. Frame in your way for the day, fetch the java out of that ...

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Jun 15, 2018Jun 2018

Posted by SimonCyrene

The land of opportunity May mean something different to me The crazy thoughts inside my head Maybe between your legs. I don't know. I don't know. I DON'T KNOW. The promised land ain't promised to The likes of me n you. They never keep their ...

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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,...

Beneath the river: Resting on the banks of the rill, the current never keeps still. Watching a maple leaf snag on a jagged reef. Blowing gently the breeze ripples the nipples of the crescent waves. Life's a stir a wee smelt flickers away...

Settling Down It was a frenzy. Gimme love, gimme love, gimme love. You there, or you, or maybe even you. Oh, you. Yes, you. A fantasy come to life, every attribute I desire. Carry me away to your bower and love me. The reckoning is painful. ...

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

ODE TO THE BEAST Here's the Scrotum of the Opera Disguised as Jean Valjean The boxcar he came outta Spews X-Rays on the lawn The power of Christ compels him To keep an eye on the Holy Land In case things there go sour Things you wouldn't ...

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Nov 28, 2023Nov 2023

Posted by PaddyO

Toll or toil everything has a price. An equitable system for all would be nice. Imagine a new humanist cooperation. That will be humanities liberation. No anger, no angst, meaningful work for everyone to do. You might be skeptical but I believe ...

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