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Near water

Ordinary life creates

These empty spaces

Inside of me

Composed of God-knows-what:

Certainly lacking in originality.

Pale-blue eyes

On a snow drop face

Seen-through lace,

Seen-through lace.

These empty waiting rooms of the heart,

Set to tear us apart,

These ventricles of the brain, never the same.

Birdsong flung

Into fond recall

A dry-stone wall,

A dry...

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Also by John E Marks:

Breath | Even the olives are bleeding | a lay for a lady | The blues | Man and Dog | Above the vaulted sky | A splash of yellow across a sometime sky | Unreported crime | A loving heart is truest wisdom | After reading the poetry of Rabindranath Tagore | Blue | An adamantine distress | Nothing more | Trilobite | Stutterer | Semiotics | Bullet points | AN ACT of TREASON | For Anna Akhmatova | The rising of the north | Vanishing point | Solstice Song | Morning Glory | ONLY CONNECT | OTTO'S LAMENT | The Twilight Realm | TIBET | Granddaughter | The Unwritten | Paralysis | In the sixties |

ELSIE ANN

Mummy's life shall never be Empty
Elsie her name meaning 'God of plenty
Next part her name in Honour of her Nan
God named this baby Elsie Ann
Written in silk diamonds and lace
Elsie means Godly and Ann it means grace
Heart warming daughter blessed be such mothers
Beautiful angel and her lovely big brothers
Little girl so precious and bright
Lives you will change as you spread your light .


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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

INTERVENTION DEVINE | About the boy |

ARE YOU HAPPY? A departing shot!

Are you happy now I'm dead?

And all the things you left unsaid

Are swirling around inside your head -

Shrapnel slicing through a brain

Leaving little chance to heal again,

And sees you in remorseless pain.

Are you happy now I'm dead?

But remember - I've just gone ahead

To where you''ll find the patient dead. 

Time takes its toll on all, you ejit,

Once met - soon vanis...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

TWO PRESIDENTS | GOODBYE TO MARINA AND PEARL | SPOT THE DIFFERENCE | CRIME PAYS | LIKE A TEAR | TAKE COURAGE |

Esoteric doctrines

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I watched as others posted

Poetry oh! So grand

Much better and much wiser

Stuff people could understand

 

Mines sometimes esoteric

For maybe, just one or two

About topics that are hidden

And mostly out of view

 

Esoteric doctrines

About occult and arcane stuff

Giving metaphysical indigestion

I dear say a few have had enough

 

Who would want to read

T...

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Also by poemagraphic:

Not a clue | Grenfell Tower | Let's begin | PTSD | 11/11 11:00 Memorial | Faking it | Heros Roll | The Goon Show ii | The way we were | Come On! HONK | White Knuckle Ride | Don't cross the line |

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Chasing the squirrel

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Kissed by Sun

The chosen one

Wonder fills her eyes

 

Chasing the squirrel 

With bushy black tail

Never out of her tries 

 

On way back

Tracing the track

Outstretched her palm

 

See mumma see

A squirrel baby

Tara rara rumpumpum

 

Open mouth 

Without a doubt

I saw the invisible thing 

 

A child’s play

My heart slay

High and low I sing

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Also by TROY:

Song of Death | Prayer |

p o r t r a i t

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I scour the canvas

and open tins

and unscrew tops

and play Brahms.

 

Dip and watch the colours argue.

This?

 

And then the thrill

at a stroke.

Maybe a blemish?

 

Vodka helps recall

the very image

of her mouth,

 

And I persue its loss

and perchance

her likeness emerges.

 

Tommy Carroll  words and image.

I agree with my sadness in w...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

The Pieces | loves passport check | r e f u g e | The Woman at My Table | Dragging the luggage | Advice to the Elderly on Bonfire Night |

The Man Who Made The Titanic

 

Captain: Tonight the crew shall party with the guests.
The man who made the Titanic is aboard
and we must celebrate while we can.
Should we journey to a new world of grandeur,
times ahead can think with wonder
how they got where they are
and remember the man who made the Titanic.
How easy could a captain's sleep be 
skating over billowing black sheets,
and only the yellowing thousand...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

wordswordswords | Hide | What Happens In Mid-Air | We Voted With Our Dancing Feet |

I live in luxury at Cuntgrope Lane

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I whisper the soft salutations of moonlight. 

Listening as talking. 

Have I witnessed the past or future in the present moment and did I even write this? 

She formulates a voice of whispers like erattic ocean waves sprawling drunkenly upon the shore.

An empty place hurts the forms that want to love it with hands that give as they receive./

/an empty place hurts with hands that like ...

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Also by Daniel King:

A work of progress. Title: Pending | Red Faced King Pegasus my Bridal my Pheeny. | Black eyed Robin of the midnight Walnut tree | THE WAR NEVER EXISTED LONG LIVE THE WAR |

Personal Struggle

There's a simple logic to seeing the worst  in others

It's like a happy-proof vest for a sad  person undercover

The bad we see in others is a reflection of how we feel

And that explains a lot of things a great deal

The same way a thief hates to be stolen from  and a liar hates to be deceived

Is the same way some persons fail  to see in others the good they can't see in themselves

...

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Dreams it seems.

Consider this.
A time of bliss.
To have, to hold.
Keeping out the cold.
On winters dawning.
Old men snoring.
The coals are burning.
Logs require turning. 
A frosty scene.
Taken from the longest dream.
In a far distant land.
Where the hardened people stand.
In animal skin.
Pagan men living deep within.

A hero to behold.
Great stories told...
The battles the war.
Triumphant, and m...

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Also by Robert holyland:

Always waiting | One Hundred Years | No answers. | Shadow victim | Why write out loud? | Fields of Glory ( young hearts ) | Rotting Pumpkins | Dream invasion | The End without You. | All will be dust. | Deluge. | To forget me. |

Happy Heaven Club

Up in heaven there is a club.

Full of people that I love.

I have named it “Happy” because you’ll see,

Everyone is as jolly as can be.

There are no illnesses or unhappy thoughts,

No broken bones or negative reports.

Just laughter and merriment all around,

If only we could see this from the ground.

I’d like to visit and see my friends,

Go to the place where sadness ends.

...

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Also by Ashleigh Davies:

My Horse |

Three kinds of insects

mysterious mystic mythical merry-ladybug

you are melancholy
like little wolf loving Little Red Riding Hood

in the pond of the muses' feelings
You are a lily of eternity
which can smell very cute

 

gorgeous gentle genial grasshopper

 

You are graceful

like Sleeping Beauty who likes wild roses
 

in the sea of druidic feelings
you are a silverfish
that can dream


golden ...

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dreams

You Left Before I Could Say Goodbye

 

You left before

I could say goodbye

and now my goodbye

hangs like a dark cloud

above my head

a goodbye

that was intended

but never said

a goodbye that was full of

sadness and regret

the goodbye

now just empty words

that appear in the speech balloon

above my head

never to be spoken aloud

words that you will never hear

the bubble burst and

the ...

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Also by d.knape:

I Caint Hear Too Good | Behold The Whale | Swishing Skirts | Leave Well Enough Alone | Fan Club | Attachment | Getting Ahead Of Yourself | Dear Valued Customer | Laughter 'Round The Table | Refrigerator Magnet | Through 7 Year Old Eyes | ANGER | Old As Rock | Every Post Has A Gull | Our Daily Bread | Deodorant | Do Not Die In The Fall | Widows | Bald Heads |

My Boy He Went To Kindy

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My Boy He Went To Kindy

 

My boy he went to kindy

Equipped with bag cocaine

It made him feel like Spiderman

Jump buildings no complain

 

I plead not guilty Your Honour

 

Post Script

 

Massachusetts Benny Garcia, 29, has been charged with drug possession 100 bags of cocaine and heroin and reckless dangerment of a child. He is pleading not guilty

 

Don Matthews...

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Also by Don Matthews:

I Like My Gloomy Doomy | Cafe | Amateur Poet Bert Applies For Entry to Like-Minders Society Theme Park | Greed Rules the World – I Guess | Checking Into Rehab | Nobody | What Fires Me Up To Write Poetry? | Running Out of Cotton Wool | Publish-Time | When You Get to My Age | Like-Minders Society Renewed Attempt to Heal Rift With Traditional Poets Association | Space Reversal | Listen Up There Rhyming Board | Good Question Poet Critic | Editor I Need Some Help Here | Poetry and Me | Once Upon a Time in the Land of Faraway Poetry Lived........ | OH&S Gone Mad | Anomoly of the Law |

WIZARD KILLER

Visions of the future,
Dreams of reality,
Our plane of existence,
Relies on duality,
The controllers of this world,
A separate ruling class,
I see through their bullshit,
The language of the looking glass,
Symbols and language,
Are the key to understanding,
The lies and deceptions,
And the trauma-based programming,
Rhetoric and satire,
The weapons of the wizard,
Words truly are magic...

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Ignorance

I am that pain you hide that fact that resides in the river of your thoughts

That sly feeling you get when you throw on that coat ready look in the mirror and smirk

The same embodiment when you look at that girl and she lifts up that skirt 

Or when you see that one guy who has been eyeing you ordering that same drink slipping his desire into it when you turn your head

Have you forgotte...

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ANGER MISMANAGEMENT

I talk to my anger as I would to a wild dog

or pray to it as to a wild God

either way it's the same

hard to give it a name

but you pick at the knot

anti-spray it with reason

suffer the more

and choke it off

until the feeling subsides

while others pat you on the head

as if to say "ok, there's nothing you can do,"

 

and would I want to?

there is no finishing li...

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Also by ray pool:

SLEEP WALKING | STRANGER THAN FICTION | NEEDING MAYBE A TITLE IN LATIN | ON THE QE2 1977 | SMALL WORLD | ON HALLOWE'EN |

Amidst & Beyond

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In the midst of a mist

Time to cease and desist

For to continue on would prove

Going forward is futile

But back would be imbecile

The wise choice is not to move

Wait the mist out

Then without doubt

The path will be plain to see

Clear as a vision

To make the decision

To follow that path

To be free

 

2019

 

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Also by Lisa C Bassignani:

Time |

Santa Clarita

“Sixteen seconds of terror; just another school shooting in America.”

 

the news report receives less airtime

than the duration of the shooting itself

 

//

 

peaceful, Sunday-morning sunrise 

filters through cracks in the blinds

of our patio window, bent fractals of light

illuminated across the terrors of this world 

I chose to bring you into, unfolding 

on the ...

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Also by Emilia Callahan:

Untitled (edge of sanity) |

pride

 pride

 

 The water in the bay is deadly calm

Diamond encrusted angles mirror themselves

God is asleep if he knew he would frown

Upon such frivolity.

Yesterday I fainted blood sugar level too low

Banged my head on the mahogany table

Two men from the red cross came helped me up

Gave me an injection; oddly, I struggle

to keep the sugar in the blood from being too high

...

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Also by jan oskar hansen:

roses are not blue | sadness | sea and people | one early morning | a rose poem | occupation | social housing | the demise | president Chirac | TV | the price to pay | an oddity | a dreaming joureny | the pace |

KAMCHATKA TRAILS

KAMCHATKA TRAILS

 

Sometimes I dream of Siberia

and reindeer herds invading wilderness

invisible on paper maps or Google.

 

From nowhere a tiny village:

a post office, gas station, two hotels

an outdoor pool for masochists;

 

mountains wear a cloak of ice

the Moscow cook's on strike again

as executioner climate change

 

advances drunk with forest songs

...

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Also by john short:

THE SIN |

Berlin Irony

9th November 2019

 

1961

A wall of shame

cut through a city and a people

a bleak new division:

we and the world turned away

 

1989

A wall fell

remade a city, a people, a history

a bright new union:

we and the world rejoiced

 

2019

Now we fashion

our uniquely British wall

a tragedy of repeated history:

the world wonders, shrugs

 

2047

A...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

Vita hominum flos est |

Berlin WallBrexitdividedivisionEUGBGreat Britainhistoryhome nationsKarl MarxUKunionUnited Kingdomunitywalls

Weddings and funerals

I went to a wedding the atmosphere was alive,

I look forward to mine I hope I survive.

I went to a funeral the atmosphere was dead,

Each person was sad ,each bowing a head.

 

Old people at weddings always poke me and say,"You're next !"

So I started to do the same things to them in a text.

Did'nt want them to know it was me,

Got my own back at the funerals, tee hee.

 

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Also by hugh:

Light fright | Tired of living in a tyre | Wife's jealousy eradicates future dog dominance | Death for the old but a future for the young | The frying pan test | Avoid building a Berlin wall between us and the homeless | The importance of teamwork | Sleeping rough in Westminster | Tom Sykes | The parliamentary "night shift,"left bereft ! |

Thoughts of a Confederate Pallbearer

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You outflanked me a thousand times

But I outlived you

General Sherman. 

And after all the meaningless debates on generalship

I find it far more noble

to be able to draw another breath. 

So I will dance a little jig

as I carry your coffin

straight

to your resting place. 

Confident

You won't outflank me this time.

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Also by Michael Triandafils:

Hazy Hazy Me | Everything is Funny | Proud of the Weight | Songs For Your Quarters |

Always Greener

I've only ever seen shadows,

Basked against the wall,

Like darts in a grey home.

 

That should send shivers down your spine,

Maybe not,

Though you should know that a saddled man can't ride.

 

In fact,

I find it interesting,

That god was the meaning of it all,

Before the beginning of time.

 

I wonder if time was just ours,

Mine,

Or something else.

 

...

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Also by Adrian Metcalf:

A strange feeling |

West South stain, passed daily

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I hope to meet you somewhere after all this
I'll make it up in quiet time, I promise
Gentle, quiet, time, from stream to sea, think of all the lives washed through
Into raging torrents we hurl ourselves, unaware of the tide
Slack water in my soul, everything gone flat
Cardboard houses filled with cats, calico comrades
Find a corner in the dark and stare
Light the lamps so the fish can find ...

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Also by Patrick Kennon:

Antifreeze | Ardea herodias | Sleeping among spiders | Bacteria culture | Umbilical | Slave of the flies |

The African Queen

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I am listening

very closely to you,

just as the Buddhists would

recommend,

keeping attention

on your voice, 

how it sounds,

and the content of your words,

trying my best to

ignore my thoughts

that keep rudely interrupting,

how your hair

pinned like that

resembles Katharine Hepburn

in The African Queen

which is based upon 

a 1935 book by

C.S. Fores...

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Also by Tom Harding:

The Wrestler | The Hard Problem | The Secret of his Success | Thoughts This Morning | Now | Late Night Movie | Bad Influences |

Back in the Middle Again

She’d always walk up and start talking
as if you were already in the middle
of a conversation. At first, I’d ask her
what the Hell she was talking about,
but I soon learned her explanations
were too long and circuitous to be of
any value. Best to just wait it out,
and eventually the picture would
come into focus. You’d suddenly
get it—like a Faulkner novel,
and then you’d start thinking ...

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Also by Randy Horton:

Paradoxical Epiphany | Ingress without Invitation | Where Authors Whine About The Poor Quality Of Their Readers |

faulknerfreudstream of consciousness

The Girl I Used To Be

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The girl I used to be

Now follows me

Wherever I go

Down the street

Into the store

Everywhere.

 

I can’t escape her

She judges me

Tortures me

With my own memories

My nightmares

Will I ever be free?

 

She doesn’t make a sound

But her presence is enough

The thoughts

The emotions

The broken

I can feel it all

 

Cascading off her figure

A...

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The Enemy Is

I once had a home
Filled with sentimental items
I boxed them all up
Took them to a warehouse
Where I was certain
They would be safe
Now I spend hours
Trying to redecorate
But the shelves and walls
Remain empty and blank
I can't seem to bring back
That quirky familiarity
That I never realized
Quite how much I truly loved

There is a hefty price to pay
For security. 

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Also by Juneau:

Time |

No Star Wars fought nor Jeddites come to call

it is Wisteria that i think upon as autumn falls and

how the ants and bees had held me in their thrall.

And as I curl up now beside the fire and place my

feet upon the ottoman – I scan the family pictures

and nostalgically recall those yester times and kids

when younger then, their liking for the nursery rhymes

who sitting in their...

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Also by Philipos:

WINDSOCKS | LETTERS FROM THE SURGERY | SLEEPING ROUGH | RISKING A CROPPER | SLOTTING IT IN | I SEE NO SHIPS | (untitled) | (untitled) | SEA LEGS | SEA LEGS | WANDERING THOUGHTS | THE ALLERTON OAK |

We Will All Get There in the End

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Turn left

proceed for three hundred yards

then turn right,

turn up the heat

straight ahead no turning back.

 

Arriving at

the cemetery

satellite navigation

robotic voice

states automatically

you have - - -

reached your

final destination.

 

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Signs that Light up the Star Lit Sky | When Evil Comes Calling |

Saying goodbye to the Rocket Man

bent stalks II (11/17/2019)

skin split and spilt 
original sin as the flowers wilt 
and innocence was just a season
lost to time 
molted and castaway on a raft 
with riffraff and 
single serving friends 
(those sweet summer children)

and what was I 
but to bear the bolts of anchorage
bereft of the warmer tides that came before: 
a rusting high water line, to be sure. 

bracing, of soul and spirit-pillars 
ben...

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Also by Zach Dafoe:

bent stalks I (11/16/2019) |

bent poppies ruin everything

Cruel companion

Tuck me in O sky.
Blanket me with the weight
of your stars and moons and suns.
Peace was with me,
'til it wasn't.
Under your watch
she left and stood beside me,
an untrustworthy companion
who cruelly mocked
our separation.
Then,
no amount of gravity seemed enough
to keep me grounded.

These inner swirling thoughts,
ribbon-like
circle back to how it was,
how things are now,
how th...

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Also by Kate G:

Chloe | Watermark | United Nations | Grey mountain | Man's best friend |

Recovery

I feel a little more me today 

The crying spell has passed 

With each hour, ticking by softly, my lungs awaken

I breathe easier now

 

I enjoyed my morning coffee 

Sat by the steamy windows 

Watching the sunrise slowly emerge from behind the dewy grass 

 

Colour is returning to my cheeks 

Repairing some part of the fragile soul I was two days ago

 

I dream 

Ag...

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Also by Cait Abbott:

Soldiers In My Mind | Nurture | Silent Prayers; Delicately Heard |

anxietymental healthrecovery

Good Days

God bless the good days.
Days a smile is no stranger to your face. 
Days your favorite songs play, and you sing along. 
Days faith is restored in humanity. 
Days sunshine and fresh air makes life seem fair.
Days you feel the gentle touch of love. 

Good days will see you through tough days, 
down days,
diseased days,
bitter days that never seem to end, 
days you have no friends, 
days ...

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Also by Vautaw:

Touchstone | Cactus Kisses | My Secret Life | What is Poetry? | Breaking | Beautiful People |

faithlifelovemusicnaturerelationshipstime

TWO NATIONS

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I think I may have stumbled across a solution to the thorny issue of Brexit all by myself.  It came to me after a recent rash of political leaders broke out around Donny.

Apparently, when she was visiting Stainforth Jo Swinson told victims they should apply for EU Emergency Funding.

“We voted OUT!” she was told.

And you can see the problem.  It would be hypocrisy on a gargantuan scale for...

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Also by John Coopey:

THE LOVERS | LITTLE BASTARDS |

Pizza

It's not working

In Woking

Serving 

Deep fake pizza

Do they 

Deliver

Liver salts?

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

When I remembered | Muse | Retrograde | Poements | Snow White Updated | Smile | Shadow Of Temptation |

News

Sick

Each day gets darker than the last few decades of days.

Each day's gloom makes me turn like in a grave 

And so does the thought of a moment in another day.

Each day brings me closer to a grave 

I can literally feel the drag.

A sick man lives on.

 

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Also by iraz:

Fear |

lifeman. strugglepain. disappointmentsick

you and me

you are lost 

but i believe in you 

and i believe in you and me 

stay strong 

because i love you 

and you will too. 

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Also by marlie:

who are you now | missing her instead of me | too good | find yourself | you can heal me | haiku about you | the wait | come home | fuck you | above | roots | november 1st |

We’re Evil

We kill people
Eat animals
Destroy planets
Yet remain comfortable 
Somehow
Far away 
We’re just like 
Star Wars 
Or something 

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

60% | The cosmos grunts | Best Things | Geminis | my rationale |

Supernova

It’s the way we danced together that I think I will always remember.

Sometimes, in the middle of the night, I’d wake up tossing and turning after another dream where you pulled me in to dance with you under the night sky. I’d close my eyes and lay there for a while, and I would remember the moments I traced your face with my fingertips as I watch you peacefully sleep. Sometimes you would wake u...

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Inspirations

First loves inspired my first writings

A collection of lovesick blues

Battles of insecurities

All poured out as quickly as it could

 

Then poetry and I took a break

The inspirations were out the door

And out of sight

 

Then all at once, it came back again

Art inspired art

Like a chain reaction

Like a flood gate opening

Like a tsunami wave of poetry

Then it...

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Also by Kimberly Ray:

Pilgrimage to the Motherland | I am a Tree | The Nearness of You | In Need of Relief | The Nagging |

poetry

What to say? What to do?

People are anguished and perplexed.

The sea and the waves roar.

Men's hearts are filled with fear,

Wondering what is coming next.

 

What to say? What to do?

What to do? What to say?

 

'We must unite', earnest faces announce.

'We must incite', troublemakers grin grim.

'We shall not be moved', grey haired hippies sing

Then sheepishly they rush to shop

Be...

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Also by afishamongmany:

The Peoples Song | Meadow Reflecting - A Villanelle by Road Runner 3 |

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Them bells of matrimony

Wrote for some friends. 

Why do birds suddenly appear
Everytime you are near
It's possibly to tell the fact I love you, dear

When you said yes
I felt only bliss
As I inch in further
Just to steal that kiss

Cos you are me woman
Am your mate
And this is not up for debate
So best appreciate
We're in this together
Forever, to have and to hold
Sticking it out til we're grey and we a...

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chance meeting with a retro muse

it was a year or so since I saw Oonagh

 

there had been other muses

but she was, still is,

my non plus ultra.

 

she was the heart of many works with

a dozen names in a dozen guises

I often wondered if she realised

how much she figured in my writing.

 

I told Oonagh I loved her dearly,

 

‘I love you too, but brotherly.’

 

our only date?

a theatre nigh...

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Also by Rick:

interview .... | thoughts of  Saoirse | Poetry readings - approach with caution - they can turn deadly | christmas where a girlfriend worked |

To the woman in our lives

They are strange; they are not like us,

the can’t do stuff without a fuss.

We men, we just want to get it done

they will spice it up and have some fun.

 

Not sure why God decided to make,

them woman, the fairer of the two.

Perhaps we will never understand His take

but it is working well, that is true.

 

We men we don’t get it, nor will we ever understand,

what they...

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Also by Dewald:

Who am I | The Place in my Soul | It is that time of day... |

...A Soul Awaits...

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Why are you a parasol carnage of hearts?...Fire to hearth; wavering.

Why do you flicker so loudly?

Evey pronunciation proclaims vowels and blood, and elusive feats of things unanchored.

 

Can I tell you that within my sewer I hear ocean sounds?

Loud whispers. Evening portals…Long distances made short.

I take for granted what I feel from neighborly beasts.

Eating goldfish benea...

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Also by Mimi:

... I Feel Them... | ...Petunia... |

Gina

Gina my cousin

She was the type who would never die

Had always been there,

All grown up when I was still a child.

Laughing, teasing, bringing me toys and sweeties,

Flirting with my daddy

Taking his arm as he walked her to the station.

 

She would burst in every Saturday

Her voice like sunflowers and daffodils,

Smelling like oranges and strawberries,

The way they do...

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