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You sit alone and talk

of nothing but the past

Is there anything that

will urge you to think

of things to come

or is your life

already at an end?

Defeated and distorted

your sole source of hope

your only child

She is not who you are

or should ever be.

Be the person you had hoped

when in youthful years.

He lies there dormant

deep inside you

waiti...

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I live six hours in the future,

Relative to family and other loved ones.

I wake each morning to news of the world

As the Atlantic Ocean shields them

From dreadful awareness a bit longer.

I know the missiles are airborne,

The tsunami approaches,

The revolution has kicked off,

Or just that the avocado yield was low.

I’m fighting the urge to scream,

To call, to...

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My love, I need you.

Here I am falling in love with the beauty of the world.

Waiting for you, as if it were the end of the world.

I do not mind the wait,

I have the time.

But I have to be honest,

I need you.

I've felt you before,

and that's fine

Someday I'll see you,

and I'll know.

And even if you do not know, it's fine.

I have love to give and loves will ...

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I had been feeling sad and lonely. I decided to go back into the past and visit my childhood home. When I arrived, my sister, mother, and brother were sitting at the kitchen table having a meal. I walked in and said, “Hello.” They welcomed me warmly and asked, “How have you been?”

In a short while my Father joined us and demanded to know, “Why are you here?” I was taken aback and said, “I’m lon...

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Haunted by ghosts from a distant past of mine

that remain hidden from my memory

but lie embedded somewhere in that cerebral mass.

Thinking of a present fraught with dilemma

residing at the forefront of my brain

Fermenting both fear and worry, and causing distress.

Dreaming of a future full of brightness

Floating above my corporeal form

Building and creating a beau...

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I represent the entirety of my peers.

I represent my profession, my passions, humanity, the man on the street.

I represent the homeless, the loveless, those with respect and those I respect.

I represent you, I represent me, I represent what "they say".

I represent facts, I represent theories, I represent questions, ideals and ideas.

I represent dreams, I represent fears,

I repres...

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¿Le gusta este jardín, que es suyo? ¡Evite que sus hijos lo destruyan!

Malcolm Lowry 1

It had been a good party...

But

As more arrived, we decided we had to go -

Too quickly; or perhaps too slow

For some, who said it would be best

For most if not the rest

Uncaring of the past

Or the gloom we cast

Bickering with old friends

About the future trends

Argui...

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The sand was always hot

                beside the white dunes and the coarse grass

The sea was always blue

                between the black rocks and the horizon haze

The beach was always ours

                between the seagull shout and the distant crowd

We were always alone

               between the far world and our near union

We swa...

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So I guess that they've imprisoned us into this predetermined preposition 

When the truth is there so blatantly but we can't help but not to listen 

Because ignorance is bliss so we'll stay blissfully unaware 

As to the GMO's in all our food and the geo engineering in the air 

I suppose we'll go organic and refuse the water from the tap 

What about the metals likened to a subtle che...

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i want to marry you.
maybe we'll both wear dresses 
maybe Skyler will be our best man
maybe my family won't be invited
maybe Steve will walk me down the isle
maybe our color will be black
or blue
or dark red 
or a deep purple
maybe you'll have half your head shaved
and I'll have an arm covered in tattoos
maybe our first dance will be to an Incubus song
maybe to an Ed Sheeran song
mayb...

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Who can identify the town that is the primary focus of this lament?

The Sky Reflects Our Labours

Her calloused hands and tired eyes,

are grey and wet and green and steely;

her gaze is stoic, and often flinty

at the JobCentre counter, as her future dies.

The grey-blue smoking ramparts march,

graven beyond the terracotta houses;

their Wellsian vision of War arou...

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It became the moon above the ashes,

I winded sight of the streams that gushed through the glaciers,

And I wander about their blanket of flowers.

Did the sky become bleak for a reason?

To wander about the broken path within the rotting forest of the mind,

To feel sadness down and witness the flames rise from the oceans,

To sit beneath the stars for the comfort of the dis...

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I'm tired of being second best 

I'm tired of being the one the world rejects

The husband wanted more so he went with the bridesmaid 

& even back in primary I never got picked for the school play

Second best is a journey of progression 

Always so close to the prize but then comes life's hard lessons 

It seems no matter how much you want it and no matter how hard you try 

T...

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Next Years Model

She smiled a permanent beguiling smile

And welcomed me with open arms

I kissed her cold red lips

And stared deep into her black eyes

Ran my fingers over perfect curves

Licked her and prayed she wouldn’t rust

I felt the steady pulse of her beat

Charged to the max

Until her age

Caused her to drain away

More quickly than I wanted

And she ...

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Yesterday, the sun shone black upon my soul

Depth's depth deep beneath my heart.

Lumined ne'er by hope

Thoughts sank weighted low

Today, dawn'd, in heaven's mantle rais'd,

Glims golden future in my mind.

Light lightened all by future faith

Heart, mind and soul exalting up

Her voice love levered up, returned it from the depths

Dark voids where happiness was stra...

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The best role played on screen aint on screen

And life aint as pretty as it seems a beautiful dream of a ghetto where the grass aint that green 

But the life of a few young me with a pistol that they want to bang 

And they still think a black man hangs.. in the balance no it hangs in what if's and what of's

What if he picked up that book instead of that gun that teach bullets to fly an...

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And now I must recover myself

Left, after centuries of fearful neglect

Washed up to dry on a sunless beach.

And now I must plait my hair

Dull, after nights of washing in grease

The guilty searches for lost affection.

And now I must return home,

Home, where I’ve never been

And sit a while and say sorry, I’m sorry, to me.

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Cackling cows, but the milk is sour.

Poison meat that we devour.

Broken hearts left to cower.

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Today my heart felt a blow,
By a view so divine.
I let my emotions flow,
Like a 30 year old wine.

There it was in that tiny box,
With pulses of energy shooting through,
That blurry image came across,
Like the inside of a Great Gray Kangaroo.

I felt her hand touching mine,
Held her hand - fingers entwined,
Watching my angel wriggle and shine,
With the life of Us combined.

Seeing y...

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At one degree the western plains 
of the US will be starved of rain,
Bankrupted farmers will pack up and flee
as desert restakes its claim.
There'll be no ice cap on the Arctic,
we'll lose the rivers of Kilimanjaro,
and frost that keeps the Alps secure 
won't do it any more.
The Barrier Reef will bleach and die,
mountain animals will reach the sky
chasing the cool, and those that can't f...

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How about the beach? Sandy feet, fresh breeze.                                                            Seize the sunlight, beam just as bright 

How about flying a kite? Light, the campfire, just right.                                             Tent settled, just behind that tree you see? 

How perfect could this be? Gazing beside one another; amongst grass and stars  We huggled as if it ...

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I miss the little things.

My schoolyard friends,

The summer's end,

My childish dreams.

And fear this too

Of tomorrow's day.

When I will say,

Today was full.

If Hope lies ahead

And happiness back,

It can only track

That now is dead.

The present is skiewed,

By what was then,

The future's when,

And how they're viewed.

,

...

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The mirror does not hold your reflection

Commanding instead the need for subjection

Vanity is the rule by which we live

Ruthless without the need to forgive

How long do you take looking for perfection

Beauty is real and also a distraction

Preparing ourselves for the talk of the eyes

Some words are true and others are lies

What point do we stop hiding that which we...

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I am the change that I want to see

I am the answer to what I think should be

I am the result before the question

I am the future put in motion

Take time to see what is real

Take time to know how you feel

Take time to rebuild broken dreams

Take time no matter how bad it seems

I am today as one person

I am always looking with a new vision

I am my own direction

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Cold as ice or as hot as fire

Words to hurt or to inspire

Loneliness fades into nothingness

Beauty that leaves us helpless

Seeing the possibilities

Planning the journeys

Believing life will not expire

As love does not retire

A solo can be beautifully strong

Duets are also a wonderful song

Choosing who you will be

Not a choice to take lightly

The r...

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The touching of skin can be intense

Left me hanging in suspense

Eyes sparkling with a fiery delight

Within me the desire does ignite

Thoughts of passion and romance

Skin tingling with the possible chance

Bodies together like scones and cream

Let it all lead to a living dream

With those magnetic lips of sapphire

Contact would feel like wildfire

Burning deep w...

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Do I still have it, I know I do, Just gotta find the right release, Or is it the right beat, I keep making excuses to questions no one asks, but me, Feeling like I need to set myself free, I believe I can get myself there, Yet where do I start, Smoking weed and drinking ain't helped shit, Almost makes it harder, All I write is poems no rhymes yet, So much ambition lost down the ...

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The time has came.
Today is the day.
It is here upon us
and there's no going back.

Today we'll celebrate
the class of 2014-2015
as we leave our nest
and as we say goodbye.

And as we walk down that stage
in our green cap and gowns
classmates, friends, families,
and teachers will all be there watching
with joy and tears in their eyes.

And now that this time is here
it is time to ...

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The past is the past.
So, learn and build from it.

The present is here, right now.
So, live to the fullest and don't hold back.

The future is ahead of us waiting.
So, whenever that time comes
take ahold of it and don't look back.

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Deep inside my swollen body, she kicks

.A tiny survivor, a fighter, a warrior queen,

So small yet she's ready to take on the universe...

...yet I feel guilt at bringing her into a world so unclean.

She knows not yet that she faces a future

So shaky, so insecure and unknown.

I'll love and protect her with a tigress ferocity,

But I can only do so much, one day she'll be gro...

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Time rolls round too fast for me these days,

it feels like a hurricane though once just a breeze

there are days when that is a blessing to be sure, 

when pain dominates and I just want to slam close the door

but then another comes when the sky returns to bright blue

and I get to thinking there is still so much yet to do…  

That's when I get busy and the urgency starts to r...

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Poem for Bob Crow (cheers W.H. Auden)

Stop all the docks, cut off the trains, 
Start the mariners striking, be still the cranes, 
Silence the busses and with muffled bullhorn 
Bring out the coffin, let the workers come. 

Let politicians circle, moaning overhead 
confessing on the airwaves, He Is RED, 
Put nooses round the white necks of the bosses, 
Let the riot policemen carry their own crosses. 

He was...

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They found a mint condition MX Peacekeepr missile.                                                         

Fover two decades the peace had been kept.                                                               

Until now.                                                                                                                       

They fired the damn thing at th...

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Before She Came (The Girl From Kansas)

before she came

I stood here

for what seemed

like eons

with a blood red sun

setting behind me

my head full

of nothing more

than sawdust

straw

and dreams

a hole in my chest

where beetles

scuttled

happy

come rain or shine

my only fear

that crows might see

through me

be brav...

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A Step Towards Summer

I look into the mirror’s depthless space,

at what is standing in the shadows cast

by light dimming swift with each day amassed

and passing by me, at a startling pace.

I sprint to catch the future in a chase

that takes me on a journey to the past

and makes me wish each moment used will last

until the day they put me in my case.

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Another year about to end. Maybe the Mayans that made up that calendar had it better. As the year closes one is pressed to look back and gauge how it went. It's just another year, perhaps. Many things have transpired, and many more in the offing.

 

Just a few hours more
about half a day for the rest
for each timezone on the globe
we tear off the last sheet ...

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Into a new dark age
we go, marching,
careening headlong

[of soapbox poetry
there is no want
for many a voice
loudly rail and rant]

the terrain of our
condition and that
of our experience
has changed over
year upon year of
progress that has brought
us closer to the edge
of a generation that
lives on the horizon

itself

peering further on

beyond

to challenges invis...

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My dying day is noted somewhere

On the calendar of fate

There’s a little tick on the calendar

To make sure I won’t be late

Some unearthly soul awaits me

As the years tick away

There’s a little tick on that calendar

But I don’t even know the date

My Life has not always been easy

But that’s the way of life

I don’t bother checking my calendar

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Implied persuasion,

By three knowing souls

Left a vision of what could have been.

A momentary relapse,

Like Lady Macbeth, blinded

Misguided, bitter raged

Baby beaten on her breast.

Innocent youth taken

Shaken by protector.

No milk of human kindness,

To be sweetened, swallowed

Just a poisoned evil that is given at first breath.

An undone deat...

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NEARLY THERE

In less than an hour it will be 1997.

In this short time do you remember?

Do you shrug off the past to make way for the future

or do you hold on to the dying year

seeing every minute disappear before your eyes?

On this, the last day we have been covered by snow

and frozen by the cold as the old God Cronus turns

his hour glass over for ano...

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RAGING EARTH

If we could look at the earth in a few thousand years from now,

we would see a nightmare vision. A planet ravaged by massive ice flows,

poisonous radiation storms and acidic oceans.

A naive mankind has done this. Now man has gone underground, far below

the poison and the cold.

It will be ten thousand years before he ventures forth again. Now he l...

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GRYPHONS

Such delicate Gryphons once formed a mighty fleet,

a fleet of fragile and deadly craft, half alive and half

machine ready to do their masters work.

Now there is only a dozen, all of the others fell to

earth like blazing comets in one war or another since the

Third Shining.

Each craft is alive in its own little world.

The last of a long line o...

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Invisible but not voiceless,
This fire within me burning;
Fueled by things long since done;
Uncertain it would continue

And most certainly would one day end.

Resounding vermillion trains,
Travelling across frontier lands;
That began by fits and starts.
But this is just the beginning,

And most certainly is not the end.

Smearing the silence with my thoughts:
Scarlet in...

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the old crow
that blotted out the sun
perched upon a fencepost
and made faces
I have only ever seen
with nose pressed
against the pane
as I spied
fallen leaves taken
onto the saddle
of a chilling breeze
to where tomorrow
could not yet be





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I feared I was the burning bush, 

Yet I was not consumed,

I cried for a season, all of winter,

But now I am approved.

Pour the wine, and we shall feast,

Landlocked, in the land of east,

Once I ever saw the sea,

The waves are calling me.

I dwell on top, of a middle-class hill,

The pre-adult grand old duke of present,

I live here, not against my will,

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The smite of real life

Crashing from the skies.

I became paralyzed,

Unable to progress.

I begged for the heaven sent,

One linguistic instrument.

The vibrant mind

Will not find time

To absorb line after line.

Exams are just observing me,

Seventeen and in nursery!

Unwelcome at university.

Judgement day arrives.

And then b...

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When did my troubled heart last open it's door
Easing your entry to it's welcoming glow
So many years past since such invasion 
Crept stealthily in 'ere I could sense it show

The blend was changing so deep within 
Taking such time to let me feel cheeks aglow
When your fair visage came once more into view
Take heed poor heart your defence did never know

Quietly healing from scars hidden thr...

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