Poetry Blogs (Jan 2018)

Trust in me.

The lie is that

I'll step away.

I'll stomp.

Tricks to make myself 

second guess and forgo my fall.

 

The truth is that

arms outstretched 

welcome this heavy heart.

 

These arms of mine.

Always were.

Always. 

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Also by JfingHendrix:

I'm rad. | Vessel Building 101 | 11/28/17 | An Exchange | live for my applause | next steps | 11/29/17 | little boys in little girl sweaters | Peace! | for now | (in)decent exposure |

An Orderly Woman

An Orderly Woman

 

Every week was planned

with every day given an allotted task

She was indeed a creature of habit

always dressed according to the job in hand

Mondays were spent enwrapped

amongst sheets, dresses and underwear

Soap powder, dolly blue and the Burco boiler

and soon the garden lines became like bunting

Tuesdays she stood before the ironing board

surrou...

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Also by keith jeffries:

A Royal Box | A Living Creation | The Numinous | Waiting | He is...... | Retreat | The Two Valleys | Loneliness | Enraged | Nightfall |

L, O, V,E (Lust Over Vanity Equally)

If your image of happiness 
Is two people making love on a couch 
What a sad lonely existence 
You're going to have 
So save yourself from this image

Love isn't about sex
If you think it is then you're just in lust
So save yourself in this chemical 
All your friends are catching but it's not always that good
So save yourself from this image

Love shouldn't be the image on a screen
It...

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Also by Damon Blackery:

Words of The Waiting Man 3 | Words of The Waiting Man 2 | Firefly 3 War For Love | April | Chapter 2 Mr. Depression and レディ 死 | Chapter 1 Mr Depression Lust | Ghsot | Rotting Into | Corpse | Only Hollow | The Last Chapter | Empty | Burning Bright | Romantically Drifting |

Living My Own Death

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I can tell you exactly when it happened. I was sat on one of those plasticy leatherette chairs. You know the ones, they have them in all hospitals, they're easy to wipe clean if someone has a little accident. I had my hand clasped about my wife's fingers and though I knew I was squeezing them too hard she didn't complain.

She, the doctor that is, or should I say consultant? Anyway, she leant in...

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Also by Jacqueline Phillips:

PRETTY PINK |

 

cancerdeathhopehospitallifelove

Mephistopheles.

I'm sitting in purgatory
A deserving end
To my shitty story

You think you know who I am
But you don't know what I've done
Some call me the devil
Some call me his forgotten son

I'll take your heart at the start
And say you have mine
Once you realize I'm empty
I'll leave you all alone, crying

I've done a thing or two
That I can't say I regret
I'll dig into your memories
Make it impossi...

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Also by Nick:

No Title. | Best Friends Forever. | Not A Poem, I Just Don't Want To Forget. | Your Unread Letter. | No Questions Answered. | Tiny Round Friends. |

 

devilheartMonstersriddle

remembering summer rituals

when barbequing in a mates garden

with Budlite's and burgers 

laughing and wasp swatting

 

his mother would scowl

through the kitchen window

head shaking

at our inebriated gesticulations

and gyrations

gradually tiring us all out

enough to leave

 

that was always the time

she  would appear

pushing through departing friends

to at last stake her claim

o...

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Also by Mr LEON STOLGARD:

oh yeah! that's him all wrong alright! | STEWING | LITTLE hitlers | bad signs of the times | farewell flea-pit | Once upon a time in Princes gate when I saw heroism in full magnificent flow | unsure prodigal | on hearing a memory | me-an ugly and crap harmonica player | oh! the poor little rapists lets not forget THEIR rights! | unfocused | going with the grain in more than one way ( an anti-plastic poem) | Nature in the dock | my unhappy bunny | lamenting good and bad intentions | march of the Paedo's | for the cuckoo land tourist | haikube |

a night of romance

A night for Romance

 

 Wes at on an upturned boat of the type of “the old man and the sea.”

by Ernest Hemingway used, the night had all the ingredients needed

for romance, full moon and glittering stars on blue velvet.

She gave herself to me, how trite and old fashion this sentence sound

nevertheless, it was so, sixty years ago.

I gave her a cheap wristwatch bought in Genoa it...

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Also by jan oskar hansen :

parallel lives | viagra | poets and intellectuals | the disgrace | paying bills | Monte Carlo | workless future | the vanished home | Algarve | a kind of loving | unpainted canvas | my mother and Bambi | Alternative saga | Alfred out fishing | a shitty place | death before the Eve | night frost | A Female Santa | Me Too! | January 2018 |

Wet Wednesday in Wakefield

The blazing embers of a winter sun

sink below the distant horizon,

as streetlights claim approaching night.

A solitary shopper treads the rain-sheened pavement,

hunched against the evening chill.

The drizzle has stopped for now,

promising to return, reinvigorated,

from the covering cloud

that attempts to veil the sunset.

Hands in pockets, hair bedraggled,

our travelle...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Fromage Hommage |

TO MY LOVE

Blink my soft green eyes

and there you are

twinkling brighter

than a blue star

You fill my heart with sunshine

warmer than a June day

I never want to be away...

from you

by lynn hahn

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Hi here's some of my transgender poetry 

 

Hide away

Hide away from my dreams 
refreshing streams 
that pave the wave 
‘enlighten’

How can it be wrong ?
When darkness turns to light 
at the swish of a skirt 
a favourite nail varnish 

Shoes that turn 
a heavy hearted human 
into Ginger Rogers 
a frown into a golden smile 

the trudge of life
into a knife gliding through b...

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I Love You Donald Trump

I love you Donald Trump
Not because you are beautiful or smart
or because you are generous or kind
Not because we like the same kinds of music 
or because we have much in common at all.

I love you Donald Trump
Not like I love my father, or my best friend
Not like I love my heroes.

I do not love the things you do
or say
or believe.

I do not love how you govern
and I do not love th...

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Also by Alexandra Rockwell Lorenz:

Wishing I Were Sad |

Not So Typical

Traits genetically tailored, we're meant to feel like failures

Hopes to be better than the last are stored away in the past

Dreams thrown out the window as complications crescendo

Girls sacrafice their dresses to ace their math tests

Life seems to be easy but struggles are masked wth Febreeze

My words and ideas seem to be invisible but maybe if they listened they would know I'm not ...

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Also by Doris:

Awry | ? |

 

atypicalcomplicatedfailgenetics

"write about us" (01/30/2018)

"I love you"-- laboratory euphoria
crossing stars and sparks,
bridging blackouts and cold sweats
and pleas that I come to bed
"I love you" -- biting feeding hands
and still you feed me,
nourish me, hold me
and push us to grow
in the well tilled garden of one another
"I love you"-- oil slick Oceana clearing ,
chasing the sunset,
healing by eternity ;
it feels like my lungs were made to ...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

half tilt (1/18/2018) | inplanted future (01/18/2017) |

 

i love you keanu reeves

Institutional Memory

 

I run up against edges
of your tight reality

 

fluorescent lights
wall-to-wall carpet and concrete

 

I hold it, bend it
rewrite it try to forget it

 

I don't trust my
memories of it

 

yet here I am again
In front of it

 

I start talking back

to the elevator

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Thoughts in the uber | Negotiating Curves | Childhood in the Woods | Am Wasser gebaut | Emanuelle Can’t | Pink Money | Rare | Meeting People Upside Down | New |

Contemplation on Creation

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When you create 

You start doing that for your joy 

Then you doing that to share your joy with others

After that  you realise this is who you are  

And this is what you came here  for...to Create 

...

Joy of creating and sharing with others 

It's inseparable part of our existence  

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Most beautiful creations comes from Heart 

There for th...

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Also by Artur Hulboj:

Elements with in You | Healing journey ( song ) | Be Here Now | We are one! | Silent language | Driven by the moment | Conditional artist | Faith | Transformation | Face of love |

CONSIDERATA

Life is a mixed open prison

with one way in and one way out. 

Some have bigger more comfortable cells,

but all suffer confinement

with variations of refinement. 

So make the best of it -

bring your trinkets to the ball;

celebrate differences;

try to make your stay comfortable,

be friends with the gaoler

if it helps. 

If you run screaming round the grounds

there ...

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Also by ray pool:

DISASTER CAST | RESENTMENT | DIRTY WASHING ONLINE | AMNESTY | NIGHT VIGIL | WEAPONRY | MUMMY AND DADDY |

Mr and Mrs Maelstrom

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she was wickedly attractive

he was dangerously good looking

both dirty devil bedmates

eager players in the same

narcotised game

 

he was rock and roll ruthless

she was crude 

their knife-edge reputations

went before them

life wasn't fast enough

 

they loved being caught up

in a different race

addicted to everything bad

like riders on a crazed carousel

...

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Also by Rose Casserley:

bro | Edens fools | an opinion for consideration | periods of zilch | Forgive him (Mr X) Father | and they call this SPORT! | snobby brother | my goodbye friend | strange singer | heartistically | New Years dishonoured list | one HELL of a mistake |

School Library

Wednesday afternoon the school Bell rings, 
Some students were filled with joy of springs, 
For now was the period of library, 
With books would we make merry, 
Searching for book to get immersed in our fantasy, 
What a joy it was to read! (2)

Adventure,  suspense,  murder mysteries, 
And how can I forget the 'Agatha Christies'. 
The smell of the books so nostalgic, 
For no price in the...

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summertime feeling

the sun gleams as i open my eyes,

no words could have described it,

to wake up with a warm feeling inside ,

its a wonderful feeling i admit.

 

how wierd it is how the silence awkens,

no traffic to disterb the sound,

whilst mums cooking the bacons,

making sure its crispy and brown

 

 

 

 

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Also by Jessica jade:

new start |

Congra to a dear boy!

What a joy
What a joy
My little nephew,
Two decades back
Born abroad,
When a  guest here
A ride on
A piggy shoulder
Who used to enjoy,
To whom I bought
A motley toy
Out of himself
Made a brilliant boy.

“As per my choice
Could you buy me a donkey
Or a could you allow  me
A  tortoise
To touch
When we go to
The squalid market square
Or  the nearby church?”



Double mind
Is his nic...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

They cross fertilize | Doing Bad To Good End | Do in Rome as Romans do | You have to pay for a deaf ear |

 

#congratulation #nephew #dear #son #parental #love

What!

My rhyming couplet

-at the metre's expence-

is knowing the difference

if this makes sence-

is when to use when

from

when to use whence.

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Wipers (D minor) | Ancient ruin | Inebriation | Lissy |

Marriage is llike a Cabbage

Marriage

Is like a cabbage

Your need to strip back the outer leaves

The vibrant green is just for show

The sweet and tender flavours

Are developed deep below

It’s not for everyone, but it’s versatile

It can stew, can be raw

Fundamentally they’re identical

The heart lies at the core

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Also by Albert Van Skywalker:

Sonnet M | Paddock | My Fungal Nail Infection | Gym Gigolo | Caught Short | Bumble | Mrs Day | The Laureate of Levenshulme | Evening News | Destiny | COYWM | Hopeless Romantic | Crocodile Tears | The Return of 7:22 (at 7:27 ) |

 

cabbagemarriage

Stand Up For Our Country

Stop Pussyfooting around .When will you stand up to the Rich with their feet in the trough . Big enough and better Our Country is Drownding . Remoaners let all others walk all over us then Expect us to put up with the scum of the Earth . Just to look good on paper . Just to look good in their life . Please help the needy by all means  . But not the scum of the World  . Take over take Charge make u...

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Also by Wendy Higson:

Yorkshire Passion | Troubles Shared | Pretence | Yorkshire way | Donald Trump | OOP'S I'm In A Mesh |

The But in Front of You

Why is it so much harder to be ok than it is to not

Why does the darkness seem so safe

All i want is to not be ok

All i want is to give up, throw in the towel

I don't want to have to fight for the light or that breath of fresh air

I don't want to fight for all the crap she took from me

She can take back what she gave me instead

She kept everything i needed and left me with ev...

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Also by Kristy:

My Biggest Fear | It's Been a Year | He is the Sunrise | The Cactus in the Kaleidoscope | The Dark Abyss | The Reset Button | The Eye of the Storm | It's 4 am |

Why?

Why do you get to be okay

while I struggle to breathe.

Why do I have to see your face,

and see the same brown eyes that forced me down.

Why can’t I feel clean,

no matter how hard I scrub.

Why do I still feel your hands,

no matter how much I try to forget your toxic touch.

Why do you get to laugh,

while I fall apart trying to survive with this.

Why do I have to suffer ...

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invincible

I'm not invincible

You're just weaker than you think

You didn't strike a fatal blow

You saw me fall I hit the ground hard

But I got up ready for round two

 

I'm not invincible

I just learned to survive everything

To embrace every drop of blood

Saw the beauty in my bruises

The symphony of my bones cracking

And I still knew I would win

 

I'm not invincible

I...

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The stone of time

It is all as stone

As the shadows pass

Withering to the new 

conceptions

For forlorn wishes have

ripened into empty hands;

emptied of futures worth

A passage back to the forgotten 

So they may think anew 

With wit and guile to triumph 

To carve their day in stone. 

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

Path | Edge the hog | Pilgrims Choice | As the crow flies | Grey Moon | Deeper | Dead Anger Haunts | Lamp | Sound in the silence |

What is our purpose?

What is our purpose?

I’m I just here to provide or bring my people mental genocide.

We live in a climate that is so divisive

I feel like most races are pulling on each other like a pair of vise grips.

They say time waits for no one this is true

But if it did you have to ask yourself would it wait for you

What has been your contribution to bring about change?

I don’t mean like...

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I am captivated and entwined.

He will be anything I want him to be.

He says it keeps the mystery.

A passionate prose or rhythmic rhyme. 

I am captivated and entwined. 

Within the lines of what he writes

I find my self awake at night.

 

I want to feel his gentle kiss.

His fingers pressed against my skin.

I want his tongue to trail away,

To my bud where it can play.

Roaming round till it may find...

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Also by leanne taylor:

I just close my eyes. | Snake | Stranger | Denied. | You break me to my core. | Mama (response to Daughter by Sybil Ruth) |

Indian Summer

Solar powered September night stretches out,

Keeping senses from relaxation.

Slumbering spaniel races rabbits,

Pawing the air in futile pursuits.

Spiralling spider endlessly circles,

Running repairs in securest silks.

 

I stand becalmed beside an open window,

Where heat sucks oxygen from the room.

Cats tiptoe over shadowed pathways,

Calling for a cooling of molten tar...

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Also by Rob J Mann:

Fever | Wildflowers |

Snippets 7.

Your finger is a slow scythe to the skin around the base of your thumbnail,

a bad habit.

Your long black hairs are just traces on my hoodie,

last worn in September. It hangs by itself in the closet.

And your laughter stumbles forever

until it is sunlight strolling through white curtains and I ask

if you love me. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Also by Alex J.J:

Stupid poem 3. | Snippets 2.1 | Snippets 6. | Names | Snippets 5. | Snippets 4. | Snippets 2. | Snippets 1. |

Moment

We live in and for the moment 

In it, as the tomorrow doesn’t exist

But, as we shall plan for the future

Closing our eyes

Waking up to the unexpected

But each day must be enjoyed

Long lived, as we know we can see tomorrow 

Before blinking our eyes

Build a castle today

Enjoy forever

In the present

Its idealist

Plan to have even if you don’t wake up tomorrow

Th...

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Also by sasha:

Smile | Half A Rainbow | Foggy Ways | Brain over Heart | Fantasy | Homeless Love | Friendship at the Door | Just Me | Cruel world | First High | Something old Something new | Infection | Coach BS | Cake | Seasons | Personality | Loving a man | Compromise | The Dish |

BARRIO SANTIAGO

BARRIO SANTIAGO

Jerez de la Frontera

 

In the catherdral shadow

a woman peels limes

then washes them

at the blue fountain

as an angry sun burns

shapes on stone.

 

From dark passages

a bright guitar

emerges into afternoon,

arpeggios glittering

across the water

like momentary fish.

 

It predicts your path

past broken balconies,

ragged skirts, ...

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Also by john short:

LOVE AND LOBSTERS |

Gower

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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Also by Chris Armstrong:

Rooms | The Poet's Problem | Hen dŷ | Trout | Prometheus Redux |

 

beachdunesfutureGowermarriagesandseasouth walesswimmingWales

needy

I told you that I wanted to have a baby.

You assumed it was because I needed a new play thing,

or that I needed more attention for myself.

Truthfully,

I wanted a baby

because that meant that a part of you 

would have to love me forever.

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Also by Maria Renea:

Sketch Diary |

OTTO'S LAMENT

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O! daughter dear, on this mid-western afternoon,

When I can see all the way to Sacremento, I cry

For you,  Ariel-blue, in all your golden-girlhood

Too lovely for a life of pettiness and sin were you

You caught a boat to England, never returned.

My heart burns for an extraordinary Jew like you,

Beautifully clever Ariel-blue. And, maybe I didn’t talk

To you like I yearned and wa...

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Also by John E Marks:

These Uncomfortable Truths | 1453-911 NON SERVIAM | Gorffwysfa | Song for the old year | Carmel |

SOBIBOR - WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE?

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(A re-post for International Holocaust Day.  In 2011 John Demjanjuk, a retired car-worker in Ohio originally from the Ukraine,  was deported to and convicted in Germany of war crimes he committed while working as a guard for the Nazis at Sobibor concentration camp. It has always struck me that our precious principles are cheap until upholding them comes at a cost).

 

They took us near Vinnyt...

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Also by John Coopey:

EMBRASING DIVERSITY | NIGHTS IN PRESTATYN | WRITE OUT LOUD WOMEN BLUES | A WORLD TURNED UPSIDE DOWN | THE POET'S RANT - A TRIOLET | I WHINGE AND WHINE |

Waking up my people

It can take time to get

My inner people moving in the morning

Like an old car on a cold frosty day

Where the windows have to be

Scraped and brushed

Meticulously

then the engine starts

Sometimes with several turns of the key

In order for a breath of life to start

The action of working in my mind

Where cogs turn

And fingers hit the keys

The frost and mist meltin...

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Also by Martin Elder:

Who is the fairest | What if | is he |

Would you let me take control

Hear my words listen to me closely I will take things slow. 

This will go quite easy as long as you give up control.

 I believe you want this deep down you can't wait to please, I would rather it be me another might not be as gentle you see. 

When it's my voice you hear do as I say. 

I will take care as orders I give increase our pleasure with little to no pain.

 I offer you that wh...

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Also by Michael Rios:

Frailty | Life | Trials | Song of the soul | Anxiety of feelings | Fate | One last night |

Misery to peace

I need to be honest with you about something i've been keeping from you.
I'm not see threw so I know how easy it is to keep things from you. Our first time through was rough and I really messed up too. I'm a liar. I would deny in hope that I wouldn't hurt you . In return it hurt me and made it even worse for you. As hard as it is for me to say, but I had a one night stand without you. Drunken to ...

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Also by Jacob Martin:

Closure |

Dont Stop

To long we focused on getting here now you want to take your time

No lets take it off now put your problems on the floor let our bodies go to war some how when you lay next to 

 My body reaches its exctasy I feel pleasure in the way w eundress and stare into each others vanity.. you see my vulnerablities and make my mind go weak

But thats not enough lay down let my warmth envelope yours a...

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Also by Jay:

Poetry |

 

frustratedsex

A dead rose for a dead friend.

I came across with a dead rose.

How impure and crooked it seemed.

Deteriorated without the life it once had.

I kept walking with it, holding it with my right hand.

How sad it was to see a rose like that.

Where once it was bright red,

now it’s only a brown looking thing with nothing left.

I kept walking with the dead rose,

a sad rose with no thorns.

Until the path ended i...

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familyfriendshiphappylifelovemetaphorsadwonder

Self doubt

Im not skinny, while other girls are dimes, im a penny, I have my shine, tho its not brand new, im worth something, but only to those distracted by whats shiny, I'm far from tiny or petite, my waist line is repulsive to some and somedays that someones me, I may never be enough, I've had it made, and have survived when times grew tough, not given up, I just grow bitter when i see my fluff, even if ...

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Also by Myescape:

no more repeats. | lovers part |

Sheryl

As i seen her 

the sun seen to shine brighter 

its her i couldn’t believe it 

i thought about it twice

as someone was pulling my string 

she’s someone i don’t wanna lose 

she’s the apple i didn’t want to drop from the tree 

when I’m with her my heart beats 100x faster 

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Also by moveinslience:

NO MORE SILENCE |

Broken glass

Shards of Broken Glass lie on the floor those of which used to be the remains of a glass vase. Drops of blood seeping into the wooden floor with those same drops of blood I watch as they soak into the white painted walls. I stand there watching as you struggle to soak up the red substance known as blood with a towel. As I lay there I wonder how could he believe her? A heated argument turned sour i...

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Not a Writer

I'm not a poet, not a writer, and not a thing of note,

 

Try not to show it, cross the fire, and toss the kings in moats,

 

For all layman’s for everymen that felt medication makes a happy life and wish to be in excess,

 

We're for draining the merriment when self-deprecation sates the appetite and is the key to success,

 

Past the government in lands that draw the sampled ...

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Also by Big Sal:

Hostages | Faith (For the Voters) | The Showing Shores of Mercy | Absolution Inters the Peace | Goodness for All |

Please take all your belongs with you When leaving earth

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Please take all your belongs with you

When leaving earth

 

Collect all your troubles

Pack them tight

As your leaving tonight

 

Remember when you loved once

Count each one of them,

On the last breath,

Don’t miss any out

No matter how small

 

Please take all of them with you

When leaving this life

 

Mistakes X

Regrert X

Pain X

Grief X

And s...

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life after death loss

Water music

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Ceasless thunderous

unfolding orchestrations

 

Subsiding into

whispering adagios

 

Blue-green compositions

played out

on golden grained keyboards

******************************************************

 

© Patricia Wilde 27/01/2018

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Also by Patricia and Stefan Wilde:

listen to the snicker man | facing redundancy | Duping the duper | HEY LOOK! ITS US ON HERE ENJOYING OURSELVES AGAIN/ AWHILE! | makings of a lone wolf | Mr Dark and I | precious number nine | trainee shopper | my disappearing role in disappearances | in corridors of after light |

visiting the chelsea hotel

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visiting the chelsea hotel

we walk along the hudson river climb
onto the highline where monarchs swarm
purple verbenas and dry grass
cross block on block heart in mouth
walk don’t walk yellow taxi traffic horns
count down the numbers on west 25
spot the red brick high rise one time
‘world’s tallest building’

ventilator shaft intubates basement window
the building pegged by scaffoldin...

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