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To You I Come

Not because you

Hold a stand

But when life fell apart

You held my hand

 

When all that I could do

Was cry

You wiped the tear

From my eye

 

You listened as I shared

My soul

And why right now 

I can't feel whole

 

And while there might 

Not be a thing that you could do

With compassion you heard

My point of view

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Also by Kathy Cammarota:

Through Tears ( Day after the Presidential election 2016 ) | Bring Back The Good | A Measured Mind |

Journey

Remember adventures that happen on journey
Don't feel a resentment as you chase fantasies
To the ends of this world without the tragedies
That might occur on route, avoiding death's gurney

You might endure some pain as much as you cause it
Opening wide your heart to allow it broken
While securing lessons that giants are shaken
From the feeble nature of this natural split

Whatever comes...

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Also by Louis Audet:

Phoenix Pay System | Cherry Pie | House Party | Seeing first time | Best friend in waiting | The good wife | Sandpaper | Strong Survivor | The passion of night | Dream Woman | Her kink | Collapse | Goosebumps | Women | From a Canadian friend | Acceptance | The mountain drive | Work | The mansion | The park bench | The quiet night | The massage | Depression | The dragon's den | The kingdom | New Porn Star | Sinking feeling | The judge | Two lines | Traffic |

"X"!

I don’t think your soul
Is capable of being dark as my own
Even when you start showing similar traits
In just a few hours you knew me couple dates
Named me
The black queen
Cause never revealed no feeling
Never left an impression but still made a killing
You said my eyes show all the pain I’ve been hiding
That my heart is a home to darkness and that’s where hate is residing
That’s why I k...

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Also by Pfunzo Badane:

A Kid |

The Masterplan

For all those who think wonderwall is still in the charts...

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Also by Wayne Riley:

Puberty | My Wife | Homeland | The Pursuit Of Happyness | Partial Suicide |

Our strange stay here on Earth

We did not ask for this

We cannot control what we must

We can only rise to the times

And do what we see as right

There is no one there to listen

No parent in the sky

We are the author of our souls

The believer in our faith

Children of the universe

Intellect and compassion?

Built solely from an interplay of atomic particles

Our strange stay here on Earth

The true...

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Also by Kim Whysall-Hammond:

Chalklands | After the Dance | Burning | Solar thoughts or To our mistress, the sun | To walk among ruins |

philosophyscience

The Worthy Opponent

One who is strong in will

And full of skill

One who sets out to kill

Opposing the ones God filled 

Much blood had to spill

to pay the worldly bill

Jesus took our cup out of His goodwill

So we won't have to go alone over the hill

His love, to all who believe, He instills 

His promises He will fulfill

With Jesus, we can take that hill

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Also by Travis:

The Good Life |

The Wiseman Speaks

I've seen truth reveal itself over time and wisdom follow closely behind it. And if wisdom would ever get off track, his friend pain would surely remind him. Truth told me that love kills and wisdom told me truth was being truthful. The first time is my life, when wisdom was actually useful. It's no scenic route in life and it's no shortcut to success. Hatred blocks my heart, anxiety taunts my str...

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Paper Planet Spinner Kid

Common sense would dictate

That when a website uses the concept of pounds...

...I think they're pounds? Maybe?

Well, that should indicate the base of operations; Britan.

...United Kingdom...?

Maybe just.....generally European?

Sorry

My knowledge of globes, that explain the world in quilted patches is small. I only recall that lines we're drawn with sticks at some point and dec...

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Also by Connor Lannes:

Give Me An Original Metaphor | The Island of Misfit Boys | Puberty & Desperation | Simon Bette's Cry of the Lost Lamb | Selfie Culture is Just Culture You Stupid Fucking Baby Boomer. | What To Do After You've Participated In A Threesome | Housewives, Magic Circles, and Poetic Gimmicks. | Watching a Group of Angry College Kids is Weirdly Entertaining | Experimental Proposition Following Observation of Apathy |

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Politicians

Politicians

 

Are they patriots or philanthropists

given to good works and the welfare of mankind?

Do they seek to change for the better

or is there some hidden agenda?

Politicians are a breed set apart

out for themselves from the very start

They preen themselves to receive acclaim

and fast enough to submit an expense claim

They become quite detached from us all

be...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Behind a Closed Door | Italy | Those Halcyon Days | A Wartime Journey | Air Raid | Gallipoli | Air Gunner | The Heat of the Night | The Madding Crowd | The Demobbed | Imagination | Waves | All in All | Turn the other cheek | An Idyll | Fruition | Life´s Span | Soggy goings on... | The Mellow Years | Sunday | Self Destruction | A Train Journey | The Tobacconist | First Day at School | The Ultimate Love | Stress | The Poet Philosopher | Hidden from View | A Circle of Friends | Lost but Held | Old Father Tom | She sailed in... | Turmoil | Berlin | The Tango | Your Book | Reaching Out | Nan | Hither and Thither | The Bike Sheds | School Sports Day | Step outside | If only.... | Seek and you will find | Best of Friends | A Darkened Sanctuary | A Transitory World | Labels | A Dimensional World |

yin yang

What is sadness?

What is goodness?

What is badness?

What is happiness?

Are all these things the same?

Or different.

What is the same as these things?

I know it's not life.

I know it isn't living.

So what is it?

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Also by Ben Chronister:

crying | what is trust | my first draft of my new book | sadness in the morning | quick shoutout | poem on my family | more poetry |

Your Shoes

Little open mouths,

worn out tongues, dirty talkers,

they’ve been talking about you

when you’re not around,

how you’ve been

going this way and that,

scuffing them on street corners,

shuffling through the

warm streets at night

listening to voices from open windows.

Look how worn they’ve  become

these imprints of your time on earth

tired as old leather

lik...

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Also by Tom Harding:

Late Summer | Best Endeavours | The Secret | Night Feed |

that moment is so golden

You are the silence between breaths, that moment that encompasses every potential

Where I’m not only questioning and I’m not just knowing, I'm filling every space in between.

You are the strings that tie my heart down, keeping it from flying away with every little joy.

Fuck you bring me such joy!

Joyous flights of ecstasy in your hugs.

And when I hear you say you need me as much as ...

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Also by Dana Lyn:

Work Sets You Free | Post Traumatic Echos | (but also when she said no) |

poemloveslam

Crab spider

Self-assured

Yet unaware

Numbly green

Apparent fear

 

Haul self to ground in a fleeting moment

 

Nothing to lose

Nothing to gain

 

With a web

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The End of May

June will be the end of May!

The 9th will be a celebration day.

We'll dance in the streets of the whole U.K.

Let's make June the end of May!

 

When she came no one expected

she'd hit us with a rock hard Brexit,

so show the lady to the exit.

Let's make June the end of May!

 

June will be the end of May!

We'll halt the NHS decay

and give the nurses proper pay.

...

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BY ANY OTHER NAME

Does Mother Nature show the need

To define what makes a flower or weed?

Everything has its natural place

While Man decides to give it space.

 

The dandelion - or "lion's tooth"

Is one example - and in truth

Would be treasured on a vine

Ensuring its future as a wine!

 

Does Mother Nature seek to guide a

flea to be free of the web of a spider...

Or help the spider...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

UP FOR THE CUP | BOMBING GOD | WOODLANDS FOR SALE | THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS - a song lyric | BANK HOLIDAY BLUES |

Cock's Away!

 

Back in the nineties, Lorena and John
were making the news with a ‘right carry-on’!
John’s marriage commitments, he just couldn’t keep.
So she chopped off his ‘chopper’ whilst he was asleep!


Lorena then (finally) came to her senses.
So shocked with her handiwork’s dire consequences!
Her ‘unkindest cut’ must have broken the law,
so she picked up his ‘winkie’ and ran for the door.

...

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Also by John Andrew Nield:

United Airlines Double-Booking Policy! | 'Pet Project'! | The 'Greater Cause'! |

Last Goodbye

For the sake
Of all smiles that fake
I will forgive
My self to grieve
To forget
Everything I meant
Then I will say
Good bye 
For the love that dies 

Everything I meant
Is what I really meant

And everything I show
Is everything I want to show


Sometimes a memory
Sometimes a history

Sometimes a melody
 That cannot be on rhythm 

Everything I realized
Is what you want me t...

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Also by Gelo leysa:

How can there be nothing? | Last poem that I will right for you |

Milestones

Lying here comforting my daughter of 9 months beside me, it suddenly occured to me that when she was born I was going to write more, start to share my work, use my time out of work to explore my poetry writing too. You know, all the usual gubbins, before the actual reality of having a newborn who doesn't sleep, has painful reflux and an older, teenage sister or whichever equivalents consume you.

...

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Life Loved To Death

In loving, I set myself up for loss,

In caring, broken by those who don't give a toss,

What is the point in this moment or next?

We all end up broken, more broken, bereft...

 

From start to finish just feels like a flash,

Earn money, more money, broken for cash,

Tired and more tired waiting for sweet release,

When death's knell calls, signalling my peace

 

So what is ...

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Also by Liam:

Liquid Freedom |

Deathlifepessimismjourneyagewisdom

HOME STRAIGHT

A jealous wind blows through the rooms

of St.Augusta's Nursing Home

Mrs.Grundy come last Monday

wore her come to bedtime eyes

to beckon Mr. Albert Gregory

and work her charms now recollected

her hands to places reconnected.

 

The word went round from nurse to nurse

whose jobs were often well rehearsed

especially in Mr. Gregory's case

large as he was in the fuselage

...

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Also by ray pool:

O TO BE A POET | MEET THE RUSSIANS | HELL AS PARADISE | REMOVING THE STOPPER | TO THE NORTH! | FORWARD TOGETHER LET US GO | BOVINE POETRY | WHAT'S NEW PUSSYCAT? | DUST TO DUST | ROMEO AND JULIET IN REAL TIME | TO A CURVE | CHESS VERSUS LIFE | REGRET FOR A LOST PAUSE | DEBUTANTES | EXODUS |

What’s bad for your heart is good for your art, they say

And it may be true that poetry is either about pain or love,

Finding or losing a beloved one

Thoughts and creativity,

As a tool to convert them into words in a poem,

Find me, not when I am at my absolute worst, never then

They find me when I am feeling a bit down, disheartened, sad

The kind of “there are tears in my eyes...

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poetrypain

Sanitary Towels For Men

Sanitary towels for men -
No why
Only when..


 

 


 

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Also by Suki Spangles:

The Quantum Paradox | As A Fragrance Ghost With No Name Drifts By |

Another

Lost in the damper of the mess I created not knowing how to find my way out. No hope, no light at the end of the tunnel asking myself why do we need the love of another, why do we need that, to feel the love of another. I don’t know how to live life without feeling like a complete  failure  after you're told that so much in life you begin to believe the mean stuff that people say.

 

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Polyester Fluorescent Workwear?


   
      If things were so spun that I 
dressed my lady I'd gaze on an Aztec princess.
A summer's warmth her eyes radiate! Jade and gold 
catch the light. Charms and tokens of love 
sparkle in earnest. Silks and feathers shimmer;
bring motion to emotion in my view.
For my life as backdrop I am ecstatic.
This is the picture to die for. 
     Back here in this flat world, England 2017, 
...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Contrariwise To The Newest Wrinkle | Always Mistaken | Land Of No Return | We All Agree | Pastoral | Love Begins At Fifty | A Consideration |

love

A Win-Win Approach (A poetic one-scene drama)

Characters (All together six)

Ethiopia (Mother) , Blue Nile (son) , Riparian Countries (Two-R1, R2)
International Donors (Two- D1, D2)

A background music about Blue Nile  River and a backdrop about Blue Nile fall

(Abaye Negateba Habtun Yafesewal,
Chesalba Nedage Belew MenYansewal /
Day in and day out Abaye (BlueNile)
Pours down its wealth,
It will not be a hyperbole if
I dare call i...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Self Destruction |

blue niledamwin-win

rainy day in may

The cafes alive today

The throbbing throng

of hardy rained soaked song

in idle chatter

of weather, all too much

baby’s prams and buggies

mothers aging matriarchs

food frying toasted boiling baking

plates of omelettes toast sausage

egg and chips

steaming tea mocha latte

coke and 7 up

mugs cups and chinking glasses

pensioners sit in silent stare

of mock re...

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Also by Martin Elder:

Bar room blues |

YOUR LITTLE GIRL.

do not worry about me, i am no longer the baby i was

do not be stressed up, your little girl is taking care of herself

though life is not easy, she is trying her best to make ends meet

though the road is not smooth, she is trying to make it through

 

i have to admit it is hard making my  own choices and decisions

with fear that i might have taken the wrong way

i had been fond ...

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Also by kanini Beatrice:

THE POOR THING. | THE PROMISE. | FUTURE DAUGHTER. | REACH FOR THE STARS. | TAKE CARE OF HER | IN THE NAME OF LOVE | YOUNG DREAMS | MUSINGS OF THE HEART | SHE IS MY MUM | YOU | SHE IS JUST A KID. |

Better for my soul

Days have gone till I've felt something strange,
would I feel like that again?
Will my life be with the sweetness I haven't known yet?
One can do so much,
one can feel too much.
I admit I ache for something,
something unknown.
One thing is for certain,
I might feel it again.
Might not be the same, 
maybe more...
Better of this ache,
better for my soul.

-G.N.D. 

    

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real liferomancelovenews

No Place For Angels

No Place For Angels

 

    

     We believed,

We thought nothing could stop

‘Our’ evolution,

     Would even go to

War to settle difference of

Ideology,

     But, we’re no different

Now than thousands upon

Thousands of blind years,

     For we’re still singing war songs

And frightening the babes

So distraught as shells fall

And Martyrs scream battle crie...

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Also by Noetic-fret!:

None of You Truly Know | Dark Entry |

Earsplitting

Shrieking with laughter she free wheeled down the hill

Plaits like twin kite tails streaming behind her

Starlings screech. An owl, late to bed, screams blue murder

Her red cardigan, an emblem, against the unrelenting green

Straight legs held aloft, exquisite pleasure of heels

Digging into thin air. The rush of wind on soft cheeks

Exhilaration of speed, obliterating all thoughts o...

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Also by Hazel ettridge:

Child |

My Bundle of Joy

When I feel so down and low

When I think of losing hope in life,

I look and stare at the photos on my wall

And see my bundle of joy brightens up the day.

The happy eyes and glowing faces,

Just hearing their laughter makes me feel great,

I will then be calm and will hear me say,

This too shall pass and All is going to be well...

All of this I am doing for my bundle of joy's ...

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Dictionary (acrostic)

Dr Johnson's work of art
Inspired some to look up 'fart'
Caused others though to search with ease
Thoughtful terms like 'whiffy breeze'
In those great enlightened days
One could get folk to mend their ways
Now alas, it's plain to see 
All too many are stuck, like me
Rambling through a short word stock
Yet still his book thwarts writers block

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Also by David Lindsay:

A Fair Exchange |

Acrostic

A Dog's Life

 

he talks to me as if I know

I just tilt my head

give him the eyes

 

thinks I'm his best friend

all I want is a long walk

a few wees, a dump

 

a sniff around lamp posts

bushes and trees

quick catch up on the news

 

he has to read that paper 

he's just bought 

or sit watching TV 

 

thinks he's in charge

but you don't see me

picking up after ...

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Also by Paul Waring:

Bitchin' In The Kitchen Sink Drama | minds under arrest | Begging For Time | That Thing We Call Nostalgia | The Politics of Billy Liar | Only The Lonely Hear Górecki |

Time

Time heals

tends to peel away the pain

calms your brain

stops you from going insane

takes the rain and turns it into sunshine.

 

If you give it time your world will grow

beautiful flowers

provide long hours

of joy.

 

By Lynn Hahn

 

 

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THE GOBBLER AND BLACK DOG

Two of the most popular women at Durham when I was a student there were The Gobbler and Black Dog.  I didn’t know their real names – I wasn’t in their company long enough to find out.

But they were good sports and did their best on the back seat of the rugby coach as we returned from away matches to commiserate with the team if we’d lost or celebrate if we’d won.  The remedy was the same.

Th...

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Also by John Coopey:

The 'Ostage Situation | FAREWELL TO THE LANE | CHARITY MARATHON ROW | SIX WOOD WIZARD | THE QUINTESSENCE OF POETRY |

A little something to eat

These hunger pangs 
Are in salivary glands
No malnutrition 
Or double vision 
Just mental desire
For what is dire
For the body and soul
As it becomes a goal
To eat to be happier
The body gets flappier 
As we lose inhibitions
And old traditions
Of meat and two veg 
Of brown toast and egg 
Now pancakes and syrups
Fizzy drinks and hiccups 
Gassy stomachs and minds
As we indulge in al...

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Also by Alonelymouse:

Train Tracks | Risk it |

Summer Twilight

Be sure to catch and savour

The dusk after a long fine day,

When the last glow of twilight

Seems to linger forever.

 

After the sun has set leaving the dim embers

Of a dying day,

When the magic of twilight

Seems to last forever.

 

Only a few times a year

From late May to early July,

Does the magic of twilight

Seem to go on forever.

 

The first bats swoo...

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Forever Show Your Love

Keep your arms around them . Never let them go . Love one another . As you have never loved before . You never know how long you have . To let your loved ones know . Just how much you care for them . So always let them know .

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Also by Wendy Higson:

I'm Angry | We Will Servive |

A Sin Of Omission

Photo credit: Innocent Technologies 

A woman who says she loves me

Doesn’t use the interrobang at the

End of my name  

My journey toward manhood / personhood

Includes finding an appropriate name to fit into

Maybe she doesn’t appreciate

I had to become my name to be a man

Nothing short of a sea change

Could have made me possible

People have trouble with my name

I’m ...

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Also by J. Otis Powell‽ (with interrobang):

Body of Work |

Rainbow Dream

Pure gold she is, 
pure gold to me, 
pure sunlight amber glow, 
pure moonlight true blue, 
purple green,
pure red, a dream,
pure starlight white, 
pure light defined. 

So much light 
she puts inside, 
she glows, it flows, 
heart no more dark 
shades bend blue.  
My soul she does kiss open, 
a vast array of colour erupts, 
whole inside 
she leaves me always
complete ecstasy infin...

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Also by MyDystopiA:

Blank | Pure Ecstasy | Night | Chaos |

Passiondesireinspirationrainbows

The Digital Frontier - Bullshit Two Point Zero

We get our news in headlines and trending quotes

Despotic Tyrants hack computers to sway our votes

Egomaniacs trump their worth from their ivory towers

Politicians line their pockets with money that is ours

Whilst the fat cat bankers and the Global Corporation

Ruin our economies and sell our personal information

 

It seems the Arab Spring has sprung and broken

And Twits and...

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Also by Peter Roe:

First Bytes in Computing |

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OLD TREE

You gave to me your very best old tree

Since the day i planted you

The drought has knocked you round a bit

You managed to pull through

 

The local kids come and swing

Upon your gnarled old limbs

A Gospel Country Group would arrive

On sunday to sing hymns

 

We had lots of cook out Barbeques in your

Deep shade old friend

With steak and eggs and sausages

All pil...

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Also by Jonalyn Cajefe:

THE CAMP COOK | FEELING DOWN | THE FRUIT GROWER'S LAMENT | MY MOUSE | MY CAMPFIRE GUITAR |

my pain and sadness is more sad and painful than yours

i don’t want this poem to be about anything

i want this poem to be the something

that other poems are about

because a bowl of fruit is

a bowl of fruit is

a bowl of fruit

but there is a tremulous enormity between

my fiery synapses

and the faded maps of my fingertips

it’s not

the sea

the sky

the life of

the death of

it’s

everything

waiting to get out

...

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Also by Stuart Buck:

incorrectly identifying the arias of mario lanza due to the sheer volume of the voices in our heads | become something frail | leaves of glass | i am light once more | not every poem has to be about love or loss | our life is not a love song though maybe it is |

Thousand Flasks: A world so racist

A thousand flasks,

residing in heaven's den,

engraved with white masks, 

with thousand souls of men.

 

A thousand plans,

with a particular thrill.

There are no forms to fill,

to join Ku Klux Klan.

 

Those thousand flasks,

contain soul of men,

who weren't white men,

killed by the white masks.

 

David Duke is one of those men,

Whose throne is that of d...

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"FREE FROM LONELINESS"

She was standing near the ocean all alone..

waiting for the sun to come out..

Loneliness whispers her "go back home.."

but she was standing still caring without..

The waves splashes..

and suddenly her eyes blink..

with those brown eyelashes..

she started to wink..

The sparkle of sand..

in this beautiful island..

mesmerize her so much..

she feel like she is in wonde...

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Also by priyakhi barbara:

"LOST" |

Are you out there?

Is there somebody out there that’s more than an eager body next to mine.

Is there that elusive somebody that will expose me to truths about myself that I wasn’t aware of?

Somebody who can touch the stars with me.

That special one who can walk quietly beside me and sperakj volumes.

Who believes in my story and I in hers. 

That somebody who makes me forget about time and space.

Doe...

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Also by Chakraj:

Love, Freedom and Forgiveness in Concert | An Unborn Union | Seduced by life | The Crack | This morning I included me | EuroTrash -- Dix Points | Pre-judge-ice | Honestly speaking, there's beauty in the NOW |

#RoomsForManchester

#RoomsForManchester

#RoomsForManchester
#HotelRoomsForFree
#FreeTaxisHome
#FoodForFree

This is the heart and spirit
Your hate filled eyes will never see

You can try all you like
But your sinister plans will fail
All you've done is made us stronger
Your world of evil will never prevail

You attack helpless children
You kill and you maim
But their deaths and injuries
Will never ...

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This Flower

This Flower

 

We were alive

And how we blazed

With youthful potential

You will never forget our scent

The way the sunlight caught us growing

The way we settled together

With your messages of hope and strength

Writ large and defiant with remembrance

The way the dew fell from us

Like teardrops on a northern street

Each of us unique

Drawn together

Into a sing...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

The Mayfly Dance | Gone | The Last Laugh |

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My child...

FOOT BY FOOT

I hold your hands
   For you to take a step
   For you to tread ahead
   For you to stand straight
   For you to hold your head high.

Step by Step

We walked together
   For you to gather strength
   For you to gain confidence
   For you to fathom a future bright
   For you to stand to apart upright

Higher the Flight

You rose to heights
   For you to shine
   F...

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Everything

do you even know 

What is the content of "everything"

don't you think 

That there is nothingness in "everything"

is there

A limit in the word "everything"

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Also by angie_the_poco:

The Flower of the Tree |

Seconds

When is it that we have to much time;
And at others not enough;
When in a moment we choose;
In a moment neglect;
In others abandon;
And at others love;
Apply tenderness;
Seek solace with someone special;
Choose monetary over life;
Why in these seconds do we choose;
A second could alter a life forever;
It may destroy everything to someone;
Eons spent pondering atrocities;
How long spen...

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Also by Andres S.:

Fruition | Sinking Star Sand | Seeing Blindly | Moms Burn |

Power

Build me a city on broken dreams

Use the concrete of weaponry and the filling of blood

Trace rivers and shores with the tears of a thousand lost sailors

Build crosswalks at the intersection of emptiness

Place traffic lights to guide motorized souls

Build bridges to nowhere

And walls around collective thought

Carbon capture technology to prevent idea exhaust

From the factori...

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Incurable

It just wasn't love

 

Even though you'd whisper, "I love you" 

In between gasped breaths 

As if each movement was a reinstatement, a confirmation

But plasters and bandages would not remove and heal the scars of thoughts of you left imprinted on my skin

(regardless of however much I wished they would)

 

Love was weary then, held his head low and was nervous

Had rough hand...

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Also by Cait Abbott:

What We Leave Behind (and what we take) |

Take Steps

Don't worry if the path you travel is crooked, 
your destination is not clear, 
the turns you make misguided,
the route a little obscured. 
Each step you chose to wander, may be a step too far,
but the journey shapes your future and makes you what you are. 
Past steps they are not wasted, they shaped your inner soul. 
They led you to your future, 
guided an inner goal. 
Every inch is wort...

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Also by Louise Clarke:

The Mules | The Shed | The Exam | Preacher - Are you there? | Numb | Believe |

Inspirationmental health

Copper Lining

Small talk, then the predictable - 

like you cared how I was.

Your words were barely audible

but the essence came across.

 

You smirked, like it was funny,

as only a cunt could do.

I might be short of money

but at least I’m shot of you.

 

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Also by Neil Robertson:

A Few Quiet Ones | Lanyard | Familiar Unfamiliarity |

Cry Muhammad Cry

A veil of tears clouds a proud Manchester sky

Another despicable act in the name of Islam

Targeted cruelly at the young and innocent

We must all share the grief the best we can

It is the will of Allah the radicals they say

Real devout Muslims they are on their knees

Peace and love over evil will always triumph

Tolerance and forgiveness the pain will ease

How many more atroc...

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IT'S A WONDERFUL LIFE ?

In a tiny corner of...the Milky Way

just before dawn at break of day

inside of a room under star-lit skies

lubricated by blood to loud agonised cries

I'm pushed into hell...from between Mother's thigh's

Torture  is harsh and immediate

even at this tender age

as Midwife slashes lifeline...in a gory second stage

Mum's nine months of discomfort

forgotten with a sigh

burl...

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Also by ken eaton-dykes:

WOE IS ME TO WOW IS ME |

It's being so happy that keeps me going

As if to care

Was I now the only

one on the beach?

She had stood behind me

and I had waited

for a spoken conclusion.

But without words  

the  sound that

the soft tread of her

departure made

on the sand had

told me of her decision.

 

Sunsets care nothing for    

lengthening  shadows

nor waves

that they must lap and fill

the printed pools left by feet.

 

How h...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

The end of an affair |

"Anyone who needs a cup of tea..."

"Anyone who needs a cup of tea..."

That statement came about so dreadfully...

 

Another Terror Attack.

Can't even keep track.

 

The new constant war we live in.

I am sad we have no other decision.  

 

The Global View is we need to prevent this hate.

It comes with the price of our civilians Fate.

 

We can't live in fear...

Over here or over there.

 

We m...

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One Love

One people. One voice. One Love....
United as a city, we rise above the hate.
Because these are the bricks that we built.
A labour of love. And it’s the workers’ hands
That make them great.
From the beating heart of Albert Square,
The vessel of music takes us everywhere.
It owns a bucket hat and Adidas footwear.
You can feel it alive in the streets, in the air.
Indie music. Madchester. No...

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VOTAW (MY Friend)

Flowers so bright, trees so green

enticing my sight as if never before seen.

Blue is the sky, that towers above

looking down on me smiling with love.

Smelling the grass cut in the Spring

free flying birds with no weight on their wings.

Remembering my friend with sweetness and song

knowing between us it can't go wrong.

 

 

 

 

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Also by Susan Greene:

Herbal Tea (For Mr. Hill) | Playing | Pure | Coffee | I See the Path | New Blog Entry | Such a Pretty Day | Introduction |

VotawpoetrySusan Greene

Lost

Her mind wanders into the depths of darkness, the pick axe of thoughts tearing through and crashing down the entrance gates to hell.

The tears run down her skin like water from a decayed bleeding tap, pondering on the word why, contemplating the desires to be free of emotion, a non emotional being, safe from feelings and the pain these create. Manifestation and Manipulation!

Staring ahead at...

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Also by Laura Hanlon:

My favourite colour is orange | She |

Disambiguate Entropy

Is it the inversive originating law of nature?

Or is this is a man-made alteration,

That in which our fascination we developed,

As if persons were walking around the confused universe,

Or that was the reason that the world was created,

Because of that, it has now been made to become explosive,

And all of that elusion wants to go away now towards unending disharmony,

That all-w...

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Dark Day

Strap an army rifle to your back.
Face your foes when you attack.
Basking in glory you hope to glow.
But in reality, only to Hell you'll go.
Another dark day added to our list.
22 Angels in Heaven been kissed.
Where's the sense,I see none at all.
Where's the soldier, proud and tall.
And today to God I offer my prayer.
For all those victims now in his care.
 

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Also by Mike Bartram:

Eternal Flames | Heaven Scene | May Day (Liverpool 2017) |

unmartyred

 

teeny tweeny little girls

and boys without their mothers

daddies waiting by the doors

do not expect their daughters

to be caught on camera

flecked in horror

running for their lives

or murdered on a Monday night in Manchester

unmartyred

 

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Also by Laura Taylor:

3:15 am (tunnel vision) | I 'Did' Want To Talk… |

I Looked At Evil

Sometimes, there are no words.  Yet all I have is words.

 

I Looked At Evil

 

I looked at Evil: it wore a suicide vest

My cause is just, it claimed

your murdered children my price

Kill me, and a thousand martyrs fall in behind

You cannot kill me, it smiled 

for I am dead by a tug of this cord

 

You cannot kill me, Evil declared

You cannot buy me off

You canno...

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Dancing For The Moon

The sky has now faded from view

Now the only light left is from you

Sometimes I feel afraid at night

but then your glow makes me feel alright

The energy that makes me feel delight

 

This energy releases me from the monotonous daylight responsibilities

It allows me to be me and to fully embrace everything that I see

The tense person I was an hour ago has left and now I am ...

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Moonfreedom

I was captivated by the glint of light in your eyes--

bright wild eyes

invited the light

to shine upon us

 

with no dirt of earth toil

to muddy it's reflection--

 

they taught me

words to protest

 

and gave sound to

my silent complaint

 

against all who

would keep me

held fast and

too dumb to speak...

 


I'm posting this in tribute to Chris Cornell.  There are too many favorites of mine from this...

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Also by nunya:

unbent | transfixation | R.E.M. | undivided domain | to earth we return |

pride (05/22/2017)

brazen bulls and burial
conquered Adam and his ilk
interred in pride , embalmed on silk
keelhauled in the ethereal

passion's pride's a viper pit
syrupy fevered daydreaming
static-eyed and seeing, screaming:
omnideath on advent yet

swallowed down on honeyed eyes
choked back, from wombs untimely ript
hades steeped me on my own pulpit
dissolved, succumb'd, and self grandized.

Pickle...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

silvermane (0513/2017) | wisp: John Wayne 0344 (05/20/2017) |

proud unkillable devils named me

Rainbow Bridges

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Rainbow Bridges

 

Rainbow bridges
and Ice Cream ridges.

A Cotton Candy cloud
Everyone is wowed.

A Chocolate mountain
flows into a Chocolate fountain.

Boy am I
gonna get fat!

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Like a Feather

Let my energy flow effortlessly through the wind.

Let it travel the distance,

To make the difference,

Within each person it touches.

 

Allow those who could not see,

Witness the potential that I carry within.

Let the beauty of my creativity,

Shine like the moon high in the sky.

 

Like a feather,

Let it flow,

Let it be guided by the wind...

Let it reach it's ...

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GODDESS

Magical manifestations beckon, 

Upon the horizon, 

Leave the past, 

Let it seep into the earth, 

Allow the sun to enrich your desires

Each lesson

Each truth

Had its purpose

Hear the chatter of the merry brook

Allow the love of the forest 

To caress your skin

And look to your future dear. 

It's only just beginning. 

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Also by Nicola Byrnes:

Her love | Nameless | Petals | Listening. |

Caravan holiday

Away from the city

The town

It's 'nice' districts

And 'not so nice'

Is where I find you

And Dad

Even though you've been gone

For over a decade.

 

You'd rummage round the big market

in Fleetwood

Drink tea, coffee

Toasted teacakes

From a local cafe

Staffed by friendly ladies

With time on their hands

Got up to look like maids 

In an old Victorian cou...

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The sound of settling masonry

Dead watershot walls sink into the green and brown land turned spongy by ice and winter rain.

Mortar crumbles, speckling the peaty podsol.

Soil conjoined with tree roots hidden for millennia

Sometimes is revealed by strong Pennine winds exerting force.

Loosened stones occasionally fall to earth

startling the sheltering sheep folded in the ruin.

Shiny quartz pebbles that once defl...

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Untitled 05/17

I befriended your smile
Got transcended by your laugh
Uplifted by your voice
Captured by your eyes
Felt eternal in your gaze
Puzzled by your peeves
But found relief in your humour
Even though I am paralyzed by your sorrow
I do feel nauseous with your vanity
Still entranced by your dance
Intoxicated by your touch
Decapitated for I'm not the sole recipient
Resurrected in your acknowledgm...

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The End Of Time

The sun sinks slowly behind a distant horizon,

It’s dying lustre, once a raging cauldron of power and light,

Now merely a spiritless glow in the darkening sky above.

Silently descending ever closer toward its grave.

No more the proud ruler of a mighty solar system.

 

As it expires, we too are drawn unceasingly to inevitable doom.

Unseen light that first began to fade over dist...

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Also by John Walton:

Cosy On Up To Me | The Beauty Queen | Under Our Blue Umbrella | Some said time would heal the wounds of the past. | To Richard | Enlightenment |

Excuse Me

Excuse Me

 

 

excuse me

we’re the people

 

just the people

 

the ones who

bake your bread

sweep your streets

write your books

teach your children

make your clothes

drive your taxis

look the other way

while we print your lies

 

the ones you couldn’t survive without

 

and we’d just like to say

we’ve had enough

of being hungry

being...

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Also by Karen Ankers:

On Waking | Pieces | Lanterns |

Bluebells

When you can't see the bluebells 

There's cleary something wrong

Possibly something terribly wrong

If you miss the bluebells 

Your life has passed you by

My favourite flower, my favourite time

Normally waited for, longed for, at winters end

This year only spotted as they hung their heads towards their demise 

That too, almost missed

Why so, too much on, tunnelled vision ...

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Also by IanQ:

little Big man | My Aunt from Wales | Eileen | 2 birds | 37 years | Sleep tight my love | keep well | Love | Pale faced love | Cousin | Wales | Time | Formby | First school day | Made of Liverpool |

bluebellsloved onesspringWales

As if the song would come again

....


As if the song would come again
your ghost appears, you did not die,
and I with sadness, pace the room
something moved, passed me by.

And yet the song may come again
such notes to bear you far away,
I with nothing, and nothing still,
regret the minute, regret the day.

Chords of flowers echo in the sun,
random tunes or abstract play,
I with nothing, empty hands,
regret the ...

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Rinse and Repeat

Everyday always consists of trying to impress,

trying to please everyone,

trying to make people care.

 

You can't impress,

or please,

or make people care.

 

I always end up making everyone angry.

 

All my best friendships, I made them online,

Once we've met in person and I go home,

a few more messages after, then guess what?

Another friend gone.

 

Every...

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Also by Cara Joy Deane:

Sympathy | Demon |

little companion

She has entered into my life like an angel

She touched and healed me like a miracle

She has spread fragrance into my life

I feel blessed when she look into my eyes..

I am fortunate that she is mine..

Just wondering how worthless was my life..

I am drenched into her love..

I am Elated feeling her soft touch..

Her eyes twinkled with mirth…

I am changed after her birth..

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Also by Bindu Trigunayak:

My little companion | Life | Simple Girl |

About an Owl

About an Owl

 

Sore from a long night’s traipse

Soaked from the storm I trudged through

Knees raw from the chafe of

Trousers heavy with puddle splash

Arms aching from pushing

Palms blistered and heels

Long miles from home on the little-used track

I prop my punctured bike against a five-bar gate

 

And it’s sunrise.

 

I rest my elbows on the gate

Absorbing t...

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Also by Rick Gammon:

Bird Fly Away | From Across The Street | Shirley Died Today | Moyshe |

I am I without a name!

I am I

Without a name

I am I still

Without a name

 

You may wish to call me in the dark of night

You may wish to reach out,

When I am out of sight,

You may wish to write me a poem,

A song or a sonnet

What name shall you then

Write upon it,

 

So precious name,

You are not in vain,

Addressing this house, this body, this frame,

Though it too will change...

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Also by Sonia Maria:

Dance Dance | Post Meditation | When The Sun Set! | Let Not Distraction Keep You! | One Day! |

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Still

I'm desperately broken

Clinging on to what's left of emotion

It just won't go away

Still standing next to me like my shadow in the day

And cold like the bed I can't fill alone

 

Where is this going

Not found, and I can't keep going

Still my mind as the fears wash over me

Locked in to an empty room

Going insane in the flood of nothingness

 

Fear me, I am but empt...

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lonelinesspeopleeverything

Desolate

i am alone, and as i drown they mock my pain
they drop stones in my satchel
they slash my open wounds to watch me bleed
they throw knives at my face hoping i'll break

and yet i dont
i smile and i move through life and sometimes i cry but yet i dont
i sit home (alone) and scream but my voice echoes
my voice seeps through the cracks in the window and through the empty halls
and once again ...

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Trust

You.  Empowered.

By me.

 

My faith.

My hope.

My answer.

 

To your tender question.

Your enquiry,

over a metter delicate.

Personal.

A subject I hold close.

A card I let none other see.

A card that hurts,

for as long as

I hold this hand.

 

So, to play.

Show this hand.

Exposes part of me that's easy to injure.

 

A part held dear.

With ...

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Also by Rich:

My Head | Brother | Choices | Homeland |

Trusthopefearvulnerability

(When I wrote this I fondly imagined that I was

imitating the style of Gerard Manley Hopkins) 

(....Ah, Well...........)

 

PRECIPICE

 

Go away God!

Why didn`t you just leave us be, leave us gambol in the long grass there.
Half-tender our loves, lie our reciprocal lies, vend in love`s vestibule the body`s wares
What did you give her a heart for? Why did you give me a heart?

...

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Also by Harry O`N eill:

Evolution...ism |

Dandelion

Our moon fell hard to earth,
soaked through night to soil.
The shivering ground waited;
swallowed silver gilded dust.

For winter a formless heart;
ice and rain raise no pity.
The world holds on …
for something better.

An imperfect star orbits;
reluctant saviour, pulling close.
Warmth and a debt of heat;
full completeness in time.

Gaudy, childish; bright beginnings;
each bloom a ...

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Slept

I dreamt of something bad.

And now I feel sad.

 

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It's a dirty job...

Out of the van and onto the farm,

A professional person exuding calm.

In a shirt and tie, with trousers pressed,

The neat appearance by my boss stressed.

 

Around the corner comes the herdsman,

Asking for details of a pregnancy scan,

At half past 7 he’ll have to wait,

For office hours to fix a date.

 

The female party, her name I’ve been told,

Is ‘Buttercup’, a Jer...

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Irresistible

Well practised
I am
at being bleached clean
Mostly it is better
not to be seen
Clever they are
programmed from two
Being special, my dear,
means that they will want you
And hide as you might
and hide as you try
it is their greatest pleasure
to push til you cry
The stronger you get
the further they go
They laugh even harder
when you say no
And so I am practised
at being bleached c...

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Also by Lan:

North |

The handsome stranger

I was walking down the hotel place..

when I stopped and stared at a handsome face.

He was tall and fair and fast out of view, but who was he I never knew.

I saw him for a minute perhaps,

and he saw me..

he was for the moment, the most amazing sight to see.

I often think about him to this day,

wishing that the moment never went away. 

 

 

 

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Mill Girl

after Willi Ronis

 

In the quietness between

before and after, the girl

unspools her broken thread,

addressing the problem

of time she has lost.

 

Abstracted, briefly,

from her routine,

her posture is that

of a handmaid or lover

bestowing an intimate gift.

 

Yet kneeling there,

on her own, she is like

an ingénue, taking in

some visitant’s

other...

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Strong and Unstable

Strong and unstable

Get down on your knees

You have nothing between your ears

Love me… love me, please

Don’t have a conscious

We can do without that

We’ve capped your ability to think clear

Vote for me…

I have lovely beads

 

I’m a strong bitch

I’ll kick your street lights out

I’ll make the north a level playing field

A car park with zero hours contractors at ...

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Theresa May

Song of the Sky

Whispers adorn the sky

Chilling winds and dying, breathy voices

The road is a blackboard

With essays of footprints written upon it

The air is still

As are the trees

But the sky is not

The sky talks mindlessly to someone

It murmurs and mutters

Supported by the Earth

Pressured by Space

The sky is home to the brain of a flower

The flower is red

Some say the colo...

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Your Tune.

In the creases of a crumpled T-shirt,
the darkening orbit of an orange pasta stain,
the unhinged playfulness of bright and living eyes…
the golden curls like mazes of cornfields – no way out –
The type you just want to twist around your finger –
I noticed you.
In the unrestrained laughter,
I would recall each word that tumbled from your lips
And hang on them, swing from them,
like branche...

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Diatribe I (slam performance)

 

There is a problem inherent

         in the instruction of the masses,

shoehorned into classes where

         questions are standardized.

Answers, too, are standardized,

freethinking’s not encouraged,

*

but facts are mass-produced

          that lack the bliss of discovery;

The emphasis on the answer moves

          focus from the journey, and

          in tur...

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Also by James Roper:

Nightmare | Gods and Numismatics | Cemetery Tour |

I then chant your name

"Ungodly hour"; calling it a day

half well spent , rest in dismay

now wide awake, partly insane

Lost!! I then chant your name

 

For the silver ball, the gleaming one

  Sole-dark-walk is not much fun

Stars to love, clouds to blame

Thoughtful!! I then chant your name

 

Hovered by those past images

Have dared to march the mazes

Breaking old-rigid, fussy-frame

Mo...

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poemfaith

Tomorrow

Still, you persist to tell me.

Still, you persist to talk to me.

To seek forgiveness for your actions.

To shelter in expected love and giving.

Well, you will not find it here.

You say you understand if I can't talk to you.

Can't. What a word to choose.

Yesterday I couldn't talk to you, today I won't.

Tomorrow, I won't. 

And for every tomorrow until you understand what yo...

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Also by Listen:

Please Leave | Apologies |

Fixed Mindset - Genre Transformation

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

 

Fixed mindset is a state of mind.

You can change your mind.

But are you willing to change your mind?

I will not be stuck in a fixed mindset.

 

What is a fixed mindset?

A fixed mind.

A mind incapable of opening or being opened.

A bad habit an...

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