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Hoop Jumping Writers
Hoop Jumping Writers
The writers have to jump thru hoops
Like trained pet dogs for a biscuit
The biscuit is a publishing deal
Or poem in print or online story
The publisher says jump
The writers ask how high?
Have you ever seen jumping writers?
The funniest sight you’ll see
All jumping together jump jump jump!
Jumping thru hoops to get in print
Doing anything for a deal
Some even leap ...
Monday 19th August 2024 1:43 pm
The Tide Will Come Out Of Your Mouth
SMASH!
Every time the glass of your skull
Crashes into the fist of another memory
To crush you where you stand
Because another memory has broken you
Because another memory has entered you
Like intruders, they force their way inside
They punch their way into your attention
They invade your heart
Until you must look at them
All so that they can violate you again
They...
Tuesday 23rd February 2021 6:29 pm
PRETTY PINK
I remain broken
**********
Pretty pink.
Soft, baby pink.
Gentle, rose petal pink.
Full of love, heart shaped pink.
Lipstick for the ladies pink.
Sickly-sweet icing pink.
Prim and proper,
don’t get your dress dirty,
pink.
Pink.
Pink.
Pills.
**********
“You’re such a girl,” he jokes,
As I refuse the offer, of one of his, ‘smokes.’
His eyes alive wit...
Wednesday 24th January 2018 10:18 am
New and Improve
I will not let one
walk over me like I had before
beacause, now inside
there's a more refined person
of me you'll find.
A better person,
a more wise kind of gale,
a growing person
whose faith will never stop.
Her mind and heart
Is new and improved.
She will not brake,
she will not fall again,
she will rise from beneath
all her broken dreams and hopes
you created within her.
I...
Wednesday 22nd October 2014 2:36 am
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