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Jul 6, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by egyptrican
Siren’s Song Every night, on the pier, he awaits her Around twilight she always appears As the waves crashing in draw her closer Like they have for the past several years As the siren begins her performance And her song becomes one with her ...
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Jul 8, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by KrisSmith1
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" ...
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Jul 8, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by egyptrican
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 ...
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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...
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Jul 8, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by VeroJulius
Days go by without you Oh days go by, by, by Without you How can I come through the veil of deceit When the shadows don't answer my call I am an apprentice of the imagination I need to learn the masters illness Irrelevance is this poem I am dead ...
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Jul 9, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Justjoni
Drafted this on a solo backpack trip, decades before WILD made such journeys of healing ‘fashionable.’ I once loved a tall man named Mike Together we skied, biked and hiked Till my back always hurt - I got kicked to the curb - Perhaps I’d be...
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Jul 15, 2018Jul 2018

Posted by Lincoln55
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Aug 26, 2018Aug 2018

Posted by azzow2
I had gotten rather skilled at guessing the 3 digit lottery number when I had lived on nothing but a wing and an aspiration. I had started to design a strategy guide. I have not published it, was going to add a poem in it that I had constructed some ...
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Dec 30, 2018Dec 2018

Posted by anti-augustine49
What I'd give, and forever more, for a kiss of hope and one cigarette more.
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Jan 29, 2019Jan 2019

Posted by Beowulfsfriend
first share Growing Fennel my Ophelia grew her own fennel and left me, alone and ruined. still I am betrayed by the Truth. the Truth marks monstrous memories, while disguising unwelcome realities. my Ophelia, like she could be any ...
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Feb 2, 2019Feb 2019

Posted by Dee138
I was asked recently why I was a friend to someone who has difficulty keeping friends... I know the emptiness -after a long trying day- coming home to absolutely no one. I know the insatiable longing to share good and bad as free time is filled ...
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Feb 18, 2019Feb 2019

Posted by AstralSmoke
Wanting 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 . I am arrogant knowing what I can do for a man . I am arrogant for fear I may be broken ...
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Aug 27, 2018Aug 2018

Posted by beerhungry
Bed song for adults The day is gone you try to sleep Your actions today has been wide Now you are dealing with all that stress Rolling from side to side All stormy events and icy smiles Has blown into your face all day And sun that helped you to ...
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Aug 31, 2018Aug 2018

Posted by azzow2
Went much simpler with this one. Fleeting: I scat to the door not sure my feet ever glanced the floor. Off I scoot something making me want to hoot. Thunk and chunk my heart pounds with aspirations. What has scurried up my sleeve, that ...
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Sep 2, 2018Sep 2018

Posted by peststudio
The sun danced a waltz on your eyelashes While my hair went flying Drawing a wild form of calligraphy in the wind Your lips Soft as the sand beneath my feet In them I sink And swell Like the ocean tides Like a loaf of newly baked bread The camera A ...
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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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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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Dec 14, 2018Dec 2018

Posted by beerhungry
Caller I still don't know who was the caller And yet it's taking us apart I just watch as you look smaller In the mirror of my car We've split the floods in heavy rain And we have slipped on snow and ice But you decided then again Another time ...
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Apr 16, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by Ciravolostone
Okay this one will probably upset some people because it refers to that unseen worthless dogmatic angry figment of human imagination that most of us agree does not exist and even if it did we would ignore it anyway because it is so useless. Still I ...
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Apr 16, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by ProudMerry
This is my first post of a poem. Don't know how well the spacing will translate but in my version of word, the second and every other verse thereafter is in italics. It deals with my Quaker ancestors. The Nottingham Quakers Gathered at the ...
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Apr 19, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by Justjhon
A Still Life with Dogs how softly now the light settles in at end of day filling in all the empty places between a man and his life the wood stove hisses a dog growls softly on the table a bowl of oranges waits for breakfast
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Apr 19, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by azzow2
This is or was one of my most popular poems. The website where it was posted seems to have been abolished. Granny dance: Fancy a doohickey granny would say what's a wookie, pull up you britches granny could have you in stitches, no dancing on the ...
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Apr 19, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by Tomfoolery33
Assateague Too hot sun sticky sand everywhere even on the blanket my three-year-old son digging raptly with a ratty plastic shovel easily tanned olive skin so unlike mine brown hair streaked with blonde sunlight. The gulls wheel and come low for ...
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Apr 19, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by SimonCyrene
Reduced Rail It is fashionable to be oblivious to Uncomfortable historical truths; Minimalist slim-line designs Modelled by half-starved youths. This is not the first time such apparel was in Vogue. History like fashion eats the self Then repeats ...
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Apr 22, 2018Apr 2018

Posted by azzow2
The lady every day masquerade: Wake up in the morning and smear it on Careful you don't want layers like Tammy Faye Baker. Curve it around your eyes you can have an Egyptian disguise. Feather brush it on like a Renaissance artist every ...
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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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