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our singer

i found your third album

when i was sixteen

among my father's old things

in the attic 

a shimmering blue lake

in the middle of a desert

the truth of cracked concrete

and late nights at dive bars

seemed to come to you

as easy as breathing 

that night i hunched 

over my desk 

with your voice 

coming out of the stereo

real quiet so my parents

wouldn't wake...

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Also by n.p.w.:

no ship |

Poem

From Afar

The night seemed dark,

My room had lost its spark,

The only little light present

Was of the moonlight spotlighting

The pine tree outside my window

That pointed its fingers upwards.

 

My eyes spoke to the celestial bodies

That seemingly replied with blinks

And movements from afar,

And when they faded away,

There tiptoed a new star,

From a nearby region than ...

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Also by Manish:

Waiting for the Sun | Fulfillment | Desire | Another Shadow | Love | Some Things That Matter | Can't Sing Along | Table for Two |

Nonet poem challenge

Beautiful leaf prints designed like hands   

 

Natural art, earth given plant

 

 Starts with a seed Nourished ,loved

 

Consistently cared for

 

The plant is you ,us 

 

Leaf print, hand print 

 

So unique 

 

We are

 

One

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

Dry relapse with no high(through the eyes of another) |

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Smiling Mirages

The sand of the sea, what are they to me?

Smiling mirages that drift by in lines.

Tried building castles but it seems to be,

the waves take them down every time.

 

I guess there’s a beauty in watching them flow,

like a kaleidoscope, swirling away,

back to their nature where they always go,

leaving me here at the end of the day.

 

Looking out as the sun sets to the se...

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Also by Jeff Bresee:

Singularity | Memories Etched | Midnight | World History | This Time Around | Pivot Point | End Of The Line | Silent Flight | Quiet Now | Silhouettes | Captain My Captain | Not There Before | No Arrival | Sunset Memory | Empty Seats | Prayer Of The Modern Day Pharisee | Next In Line | All That Will Remain | B'Jangled Tourette's | One Cell | Moments | The Grind | Shallow Breath | He Could Have | Daughter Of God | Confliction | What I've Learned | The Gatherer | Show Me The way | Online Best Of Who? | Secrets | Sides Of The Coin | Same Old Song | Blind | Naive | When The Darkness Falls | The Eye Of The Storm | Reflection | In Trance | One Change | Savor | Pure Water | How Heaven | By The Well | Blue Sunshine | The Clock | How She Sees | What Comes Of Dreams | Not A Single Thing | Lifelong Friend | Circles | One Missing | Reckoning | No Matter | Freedom | Almost There For You | The Day After | Self Inflicted | Chicken Every Meal | A Step Half Made | Don't Get Me Started | Walk Away | Piece That Is Missing | Alone | Relapse | A Final Note | End Of The Dream | 70 Times 7 | Midnight City |

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Noah's Curse

to turn on a tap

for one drop of water,

so much will be lost

the waste is shameless,

a flagrant inundation

of the original thirst,

and so with words, when

 unfettered feverish

tongues spill forth

across a page, all

meaning is lost,

the vital message

undelivered

 

© Graham R Sherwood 03/24

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Also by Graham Sherwood:

Summer Dress |

I don't need denial

I don't need love or anything, I don't need any friends

I don't need friends or family, just happy if it ends

I don't need things or clings or flings,

I don't need needy needs

I don't need nothing, clothing, loathing, don't need any more

I don't need no satisfaction, contentment or a whore

I don't need life, I don't need death, I don't need any arts

I don't need science, progr...

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Also by Auracle:

Unavoidably Unsad | The Destronaut | Djinni of Dystopia (2) | Djinni of Dystopia | Dystopia: The Rescission(s) | Dystopia: Choppers | Dystopia: ART-ificiality | Dystopia: Glitzched | Dystopia: Terrorism (Poetic License) | Dystopia: Cinema | Dystopia | First letter to my love(s) | Narçis | Considerations of A Troubled Mind in & about this Digital Age | Chame Leon |

i don't need denial

Deathtrap Deathinitely! ( for rob with thanks )

Almost clapped out Jag

once gleaming red

 

still red

but with a wide peppering

of rust spots

 

A corroding classic

that he and she subjected

to leaden footed punishment

 

They were hammering the last miles

out of it

 

swerving down narrow country lanes

faster!

and faster!

 

until

an oncoming tractor

relieved them both

of life. 

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Also by Bethany Sallis:

The never routinely man | Like flying before falling | Alleviation | For the easiness lovers | Soulmates progress | Brain boggling | Hailing the glory days! | Torn apart |

Sun in My Eyes

Sun in my eyes 

Warmth on my face 

It’s a surprisingly warm day for March

I’m on the beach at Clacton 

Mum is on a cruise around the Med with Aunty Jan

They are on the top deck 

sipping Malibu and coke 

Topping up their tan 

Sun in their eyes 

That’s what I tell myself

 

Everytime I get the sun in my eyes

I think of Mum

 

From that photo of her

before s...

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Also by Lee Campbell:

The Tree Man (with live readiing recording) | The Tree Man (with video poem) | Mending (with poetry film) | Used to be |

Election

As poor as I am

I can still see the lies

Dripping down from posters

Larger than life

Each party vying for my eye line

Sides of the same dice

 

Hope, Fear

Progress,  Strength

Hate, Together

 

Each rolling towards me

Saying anything I like …

 

A tannoy blurts out

Some nonsensical nonsense

flags are waving in the air

and the dumb have becom...

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Lovely Problems

I love my problems 
I made them myself 
one day I’ll solve them 
I grow them instead 

my bank is on fire 
my love is dead 
piles of books teeter
only jelly in the fridge 

I’ve got these problems 
they occupy my thoughts 
I should be thankful 
for their hours of drama 

I see them in dreams 
with faces of dead lovers 
I ask them how they’ve been 
they tell me I know all about it

...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Be-Monked | My immediate regrets | I feel seen | How to be Kind | The Women | Slayer | Typing Pool | Good Mourning | General Obvious | Throbs |

Something is missing.

i was born without a sense of compassion
towards my fellow humans
it isnt something to be proud of
it is just missing from my inventory
love is a lie, i dont think about the why
what you dont feel or can deal with
it makes me smile which is also a big fat lie
i live a lie and dream of soft black sheep
it makes me lie my entire life
pretending to care or to be...

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Also by rob1967able:

War museum. | Fast car. | Nonsense. | What can you say. | Fallen angels. | Time divided. | Empty. | Road to nowhere. | Sounds. |

A Long Way

She couldn't have been farther away.

Even though we were sleeping

here, next to each other. 

 

Slow on the draw, to be sure,

it just took me some time

to get better at recognizing

what empty looked like.

 

And I understand now

just how far away far away can be

when it’s there in front of you.

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Give and Take | Her Way of Flying | Muse | Consequences | Amor Facil | Cliff House | Satellite | Puppy Trouble |

Red Hat Young Boy

I.T.V - B.B.C Match of the day cameras focused on a youngster wearing a distinctive red bob hat who showed all the emotions that the sell out crowd felt inside the Theatre of Dreams watching this F.A Cup thriller.

Football frenzy

Anticipation stirs

Expectations uncertain

Jubilation explodes

Winner scored

Magical moment

Remembered forever

Red Hat

Young Boy.

 

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Seekers of Death Sacrifice Their Own |

United Four Liverpool Three

So precious the need to be sure

Since the heavenly time of our first meeting

secretly

my heart has been asking your heart

is this love?

is it forever?

 

Through the following days

the mystery remains.

 

Should my soul be given that beloved task

of discovering the secret

in its own more deeply faithful truthful

and above all hopefully

acceptably answering way   

 

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Also by leon stolgard:

December day opening story | Determinism | From a cold start | Making the world shoot itself in the foot | Happily ending horror poem | Dismantled | Towards cessation | Height of futile pointlessness | Obscured country Winters morning | Blessed | And so it goes and always will ( for Manish ) | An X-BOX addict slumped over a drink | Seeking rejuvenation | Smooth approach | Canes for our own backs | When Granddad was............ | In that Swan song world |

i miss being your daughter

we were close when i was little

you called me your sugar plum fairy

sat by my bed when my dreams were too scary

I didn't know then that our relationship was so brittle

 

you have mixed feelings about your own mother

maybe that's why you act the way you do

you rip me apart and then try to patch me up with glue

we both know you wouldn't ever do that to my brother

 

you ...

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Also by Violer:

unachievable dreams | chronic pain | supporting the economy | the moon and the sun |

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A Natural Genius In Poetry?

In a series of weekly blogs I have been researching the poetic techniques of the pseudonymous "William Shakespeare" (See previous blog entry: "Shakespeare's Prosody") in an attempt to determine the level of education the dramatist from Stratford-upon-Avon would have acheived in his short life of 52 years. Generally speaking, poets are by nature extremely egotistical, and none more so than our home...

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Also by leonidas kazantheos:

Shakespeare's Prosody | New Perspectives on Poetry | New Definitions in Poetry | New Bearings in Poetry |

Shakespeare's Poetry16th Century ProsodyA Lover's ComplaintVenus & AdonisShakespeare's Plays

Flock

 

god has gone

but man lives on

to sing to him

in hymnal song

like fallen tree

in vacant wood

no roots where once

foundations stood

don't build upon

the shifting sand

in hope that god

might still his hand

the church hall scowls

with empty chairs

for like the wood

there's no one there

so in obeyance

man see's the light

and follows on

as...

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Also by Acamas:

Mackerel |

Zephyr to Tornado

 

I am a tiny little breeze

whipped up upon the hill,

I'm gentle when I'm in the trees

and in the valley, still.

 

Blow me through a Desert,

a Canyon or a Gorge

repeatedly and over time

you'll see my pathways forge.

 

I'll twist and rip the very earth

you've built your world upon,

I'll shade the Sun that nurtures birth

till all that's good is gone.

 

...

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Also by David RL Moore:

In His Garden | Distance over time | Covenant | Old Model Army | Rising Sun | Joy Riders | Cloistered | Oh Jerusalem, Why hast thou forsaken them? | Beyond The Blinding Light |

“Sad Case Sad Taste”

Your mom warned you, your dad warned you, Sad case sad taste, Nice sex..1st place, Smoke breaks got me buffering, Heart breaks got us suffering, Flowers erase my errors, Salty tears running over charlottes mascara, you didn't believe who I was, Some faults just don't change, I can turn something simple and make it complex, Look at my unmonitored selfish motives, Thinking about me only, I left you ...

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To my dad

Most times

The world ticks on

As though

It never happened 

And maybe 

You’re

Still there 

And other times

It’s back 

Behind the eyes

Bashing at the heart 

Or behind it

Somewhere at least

Rattling the rib cage

And I can see

Where you stood

Where you slept

Your ghost 

I guess

Except at least 

If there was a ghost

I might 

Entertain at...

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

The Magic Mirror |

March 2024 Collage Poem: Footnotes in History

Intense embarrassment, gutted love

 

The fatal attraction of King George’s ruby letters

proved all too much

 

The accordion follows the footsteps

of the footnotes of history

up the stairs to the heavy door

 

Evidence washed ashore, dissonance not delight

and whisperings of the dead

estuary water floods over the road – wet feet walk

 

I Beech tree is a pedant...

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Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E..G., Poem 99 of 230:  ONE RUGBY?

Poem 99 of 230:  ONE RUGBY?

With sixth-tackle, knock-on and touchline hand-over -
    No scrums, line-outs, rucks or mauls;
The rest (the best of both codes) would hardly alter -
    And no splits, due to two calls.

(C) David Franks 2003 - from https://walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com

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MY LUVE IS LYKE A RED RED POPPIE

(If Burns had been around today he might have written this instead)

 

My luve is lyke a red, red poppie coursing through my veines

It leads me to a better worlde by dullinge my life’s pains.

Your poppie stands for sacrifice, for blude on Flanders fielde

My poppies for oblivionne, from pain from whiche I shield.

It populates grasse verges of my sorrowes twisting laynes

My luve ...

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Also by John Coopey:

THE RED WHEELBARROW | BEAKER FOLK | "DO YOU HEAR WHAT I HEAR?" | FROM EAST-NORTH-EAST TO WEST-NORTH-WEST | EXTRA-TIME BLUES |

UNHINGED

What we love lives:
plastic does not live,
nor does metal commit 
plastic terrorism,
metal does not live.

Y’know skin lives
eyes live,
thoughts live
music lives,
living 
teaches us to live
more fully.

Quantum mechanics has a half-life
Iike dark stars; 
I love the atoms our bodies are composed of;
black holes live
and challenge our stupid linear view
of time and space

You ca...

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Also by John E Marks:

MELT DOWN | The girl with the glorious soul | UNDER WHITESPREAD WINGS | The bridge of sighs | SMALL HOLDER | L'après-midi d'vn favne - after Stéphane Mallarmé | Tongue-tied at the sea-side | WHISPERS |

A portrait of Inma

To paint a portrait of you I would have to
Borrow, as steal is a word not suiting you,
From the greatest artists pick inspiration,
And create an extraordinary combination.

From Klimt shining and hollow beauty,
Liars screaming about diamonds and superficiality,
When pairing the brilliance of your mind,
Sacred body asses the most desirable kind.

From Kadinski organised randomness contour...

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Everything, Together

Everything is divine,

can you see the threads of love

connecting everything together?

Oh, you thought you were lost,

moored on an island of hopelessness.

But no, I tell you, there is a life boat waiting for you at the shore,

there is a chorus of birds singing you to safety and well-being.

Fear not!

You are as precious as each leaf growing bravely on a winter's branch,

th...

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Also by Hélène:

Looking for the Rainbow |

TALES OF OLD HOLLYWOOD

Whole crypts ransacked

preserved body parts found re-examined

attics and cellars raided for cans of film

inhabitants of nursing homes grilled to despair

whispers and wills plundered for half truths,

and all the while the ghosts of narcissists recalled

assembling in long galleries of haunted houses lit by arc lights. 

 

Private beaches combed for evidence of washed up

car...

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Also by ray pool:

THE NET CLOSES |

bee keepers waltz (03/15/2024)

you make me feel

like a bee in a dandelion field  

 

nourished and sunny

and

scattered to the warmth of the wind

that carried the ocean to the plains 

to above the lakes

to the cracks I'm the sidewalks

 where we met

where we keep meeting 

where you held my hand 

and keep holding 

through the rain

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

hospital print (02/04/2024) |

youmakemefeel

Death 'From the 7th Seal' comes acalling (Version 1)

Haunted by the sunlight

He unspooled them all

Around the hillside in a frantic dance

 

Then rubbed in a cold shower the sea

Then over the clouds

Leaving them staggering

And dangling to each other

Like pale ghosts on a rose bush

 

Spinning their lives before them

Whether he came for them

On the beach or home

In a fragmented hush

 

Counting their names an...

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Also by Gray Nicholls:

Yesterday's Journeys | Not a love poem | No need for words |

frog

You killed me in myriad ways,
I hoped it'd come from any other's blaze,
But you, with my heart held in your hands,
Left me a shell, ready to crack in barren lands.

Inviting the world to a once-sacred space,
I never thought I'd fall for your embrace,
Like a frog in dreams, transformed by a kiss,
Only to learn life's not a dream, but a twist.

In blood, you opened my eyes wide,
A frog re...

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Also by racha:

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For You, Wherever You Are

It was on my first of many elevator rides 

up from the basement floor

I met a woman with short, red hair and a leather jacket, 

who I only ever saw 

just this once. 

 

I don’t know whether I ever responded

when she spoke to me

or to God

or to the elevator door 

 

saying:

three years ago, now,

they had given her six months to live. 

 

saying:

three ye...

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Towards a brighter future

James had always been a driven and ambitious person. As a young man, he had big dreams of success and was determined to achieve them. However, his past relationship was a stumbling block in his path to greatness. He had been in a toxic and controlling relationship that had consumed him and held him back from reaching his full potential. But now, years later, he had finally moved on and was truly h...

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Also by Sunshine:

Comedy of errors | An apology | Starting anew |

replay, bell & howell 8mm

larger-than-life moon fills the sky

 

a band

connecting forefinger and thumb

I can’t miss tonight

 

dew cast from the disappearing sun

coats my lashes

 

touches the round

knoll of my cheekbone

 

conditioned by the wet sensation

to take down the giant

 

I’ll close my eyes

and we’ll both

rest in peace tonight

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Also by Landi Cruz:

field of play | objective oversight | sixty-seven rejections | amnesiac 2 |

Under Heard Announcements (Nonets)

This is a secure announcement. If  

you do not hold a valuable   

ticket, you may be issued   

with a Penalty Fare 

or face possible 

persecution. 

See it, slay  

it, sort  

it. 

 

Due to today's wet weather, please note  

that services may be slippery. 

We are experiencing  

some cankerous delays  

and luggage may be  

terminated.  

See it, slay 

...

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Also by John Gilbert Ellis:

Haiku: Bacon Sarnies | Time Was II | Palace of Tears | Shop Now Open (Sonnet) |

NonetTrainsannouncements

Happy world sleep day,sleep is essential for good health

One of the best pre bedtime activities you can do,

A warm bath will bring sleep to you.

Your body temperature dips at night,

The cool down you  experience when out creates a body delight.

 

Meditation can be a key to falling asleep,

Listen to music,relax and breathe deep.

Activities such as reading,watching t.v. and eating in bed should be banned,

As they condition the brai...

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Also by hugh:

One charged and the other let off | Older people are among the biggest losers of Jeremy Hunt's Budget |

November

I’m gonna win big, so big, this time;

I’ll notch up a record score.

There’s no way, trust me, there’s no way

That the other side will get more.

 

Our democracy is sacred,

To say otherwise is a sin;

So I will accept the verdict,

Provided, of course, that I win!

 

If I should lose, I will cry foul,

Alleging there was massive fraud;

I don’t need any evidence –

I...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

The Braithwaite Boy | Alternative Facts | The Gap | Deal |

US electionsdemocracy

In Case I Lose This Fight

I almost killed myself tonight,

I ran out of reasons to live and reasons to fight.

Each day is a battle just to survive,

How is it that I am expected to thrive?

 

The loneliness in this house is overbearing,

I feel like a fool for even caring.

All I need is to be loved and feel wanted,

But my reality is the opposite while my brain is haunted.

 

Nothing I say or do wil...

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Silhouette.

A silhouette staggers,

searches for clarity,

knows it can't be 

fully-fleshed yet

abhorring being 

a wraith, just 

asking to be seen,

craving that legitimacy

of witness; if Elysium

can't be reached, 

then, at least, ward

off the obsolescence...

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Also by Holden Moncrieff:

Farce. |

Poetry Non-Stop

I'm on the Poetry Podcast 'Poetry Non-Stop' today, thanks to Patrick for featuring me which I of course do sneak in a reference to my novel 'Birth'

https://soundcloud.com/user-821268013/andy-n-poetry-in-all-places

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Peace

Watching fluffy clouds float in the sky

Or watch the people passing bye

Distractions to pass the time

On this day so sublime

So warm and sunny

Just right for me

To relax

And find

Peace

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Also by Tim Higbee:

Depression | You Can’t See Love | Finley's Favorite Ball |

Thorned Verses

My home is upon the wind

My life has been exscind

I fall at the sands of impermanence 

Suffering the reality of permanence 

 

I write lines of fire

The ones laced with desire

Words that dissolve slowly

Showing my sins and folly 

 

The skyline goes red

I look for punishment blood red

Under the scorching blazing sun

My lowly body simmers and burns 

 

The ...

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Time

What is a day but a measure in time 

don’t you hear your own clock chime 

You might think it's not so simple 

So refuse to act on this impulse 

just to think of what others may say 

But now is the time to seize the Day 

 

Your future is earths worm food

For our life can’t be renewed 

Our ashes will be left behind 

That's how it's all designed 

So live the life you ...

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Also by Robert Shersby:

My Brain | The Leaf | The Liar | The Ridings | Road Rage | Goole | The Greatest Trick The Devil Ever Pulled is convincing the world he doesn’t exist | The Greatest Ever…. Cup and Ball Trick | Wonka Land |

timedeathconfidenceself-determination

Breathless

Is it asthma, is it covid?

For a whole year we lived to hide

Yet some of us are still stuck inside

Afraid to step into the light


I watched the drama on tv

In three parts on sly T V

A tale of fiction for all see

As if none of us were there to see

 

Millions dead, betrayed and forgotten

As if our minds have all gone rotten

Spoiled by the debris of our own lonelines...

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Also by Rich Brew:

Lady Lolly’s late |

covid-19

Let Soul free

Pen in hand, gracefully crafting,
Soulful ink on paper, gently bleeding.

Heart whispers, aching and screaming,
Words entwine, a tapestry weaving.

Poetry pours from within, emotions flooding,
Unlocking the depth, feelings overflowing.


Each verse unlocks the heart, secrets unfolding,
In each line composed, emotions consoling.

Calming, serene, a spirit undying,
Heart alight, soarin...

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take the wheel

And venturing out
as an artisan model aircrafts
... enthusiast
is a larger than life recreation
to somebody
who
fell in love
with
Amelia Earhart's
figure 8

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Also by Shawn Garcia:

makeup sex |

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All The Exes

A message for all the exes out there

Your religion, background or gender, don’t care

Some good memories to treasure away

Though I have moved on without any delay

Some beautiful lessons have been taught

Regardless of the times we may have fought

Some kissing, touching, foreplay and sex

Living life without making things complex

Wishing you all the best in what you do

The h...

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Life of a child

Daddy said he couldn't get sober, couldn't get sober,

even if he tries.

mama said the marriage ain't over, marriage ain't over,

till the day she dies.

I said I just want normalcy, just want normalcy,

it will suffice.

 

daddy said he couldn't get sober, couldn't get sober,

god knows he's tried.

mama said the marriage ain't over, marriage ain't over,

for all the tears s...

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Family

Family.  Oh how wonderful!

Well sometimes, not always

Raising the kids,

teething and school days

Seeing them flee the nest

Oh what bliss, time for a rest?

 

But hang on, five years later

All over again you’re Mater and Pater

as yes, the Grand kids arrive

Nappies, bottles, as they grow and thrive

Arguments about how to bring them up

Nursery, the school run, oh ha...

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Also by Rick Varden:

Hold On | Life Cycle | Urban Poet Rap |

A foreign wood

The empire called for more men, and they came.

Shipped from sub-continent

to western front,

Gallipoli, Mesopotamia, East Africa, 

largest volunteer army in the world.

 

They weren’t ready for the cold;

couldn’t understand new officers

when theirs were slain. 

Some wounded, shipped to England,

died and were buried

in a corner of a foreign wood

with Muslim honours...

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Also by Greg Freeman:

The 'rules' of modern poetry |

meese

theres a strange space between me and the world. 

i feel like i could hold it if i wanted to. 

maybe i need glasses. 

my dad says i care too much about myself,

and he's right, i do. 

but its hard not to when you are so scared of dying.

theres a girl in my work who reminds me of me,

though she's timid and slight, and im harsh and stocky,

she has an odd air about her. 

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