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GIVE THANKS

Give thanks for every step you take

that you can make it,

thanks for each thought

that you can think it.

Bless each moment's constant rebirth

then give thanks for the bounty of mother earth.

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New Year's Eve 2

The Champagne
has left our heads swimming,
feeling idiotic and in love
as two young lovers
skinny-dipping at midnight,
readying to leap into the darkness
of another year 
with only the compass
of our foolish passion 
to guide us.

-

I have drunk so much the dead are 
coming back to me,
the ones we crossed arms
and promised not to forget,
ferrying back across
the dark waters of m...

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A rose garden at altitude under occupation

 

 

The unpurged images of day

Will not give me away to complacency

Even after fifty years of Chinese

Occupation we Tibetans continue

To resist, especially in mid-winter

When we picture our rose garden,

The secret garden of our soul,

A place where all that is, is good 

And all that is, is fine

Is writ in large, in watery wine:

Written in a tender-script divi...

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Also by John E Marks:

CALCULUS | Poem for an anonymous Moorish Poet on the defeat at Seville November 1248 | The flowers of the forest | Lost in translation | To the crags, where eagles soar | A winter blossoming | A continuing calvary | To the Ghost-dancers of the Sioux | Manchester | Forget-me-not | Call it dreaming | Christmas roses | Wild is the way | Tabula Rasa | For Cathy, poet | On the Narrow road | Love will tear us apart, again | The Alpha and Omega | Nothing more | Burnham Beeches with Anna, 1985 | The solitary rose of your breath | A shadow behind the sun | Suttee |

OLD YEAR - NEW YEAR

As Father Time now wipes an eye and takes a long look ahead

Past a moment  when half the world celebrates...with the other snug in bed,

Let us take stock and ponder whether we really did the best we could

In the days of the year that now fade away - like dusty bluebells in a wood.

Did we fail when called upon to act or say the things we ought?

Did we shrink from giving.when the most...

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

WHEN CHRISTMAS COMES AROUND | CHARITY AND CHARITIES |

Invitus et al

Invitus das da spang

Invitus boot ma link

Corga mi slank innerdank

Pobe na fang ma yade

Dr flik.

 

Oh oh mozzie brittel

Flag bon fang da boot

Na clagger

Na yark

Na mudder ban ittle.

 

Wranfler fi bornet:. VC Pkinki

 

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

2000 miles | t h i n k i n g s i d e w a y s |

Old Year Eve"

This last day off to sleep

It was great to see it weep

 

365 days went rolling by

Only 1/4th left to die

 

Shall i cry, bidding goodbye

So many memories, i need to cry

 

Nineteenth year of a Millennium celebration 

Making it's way to handsome jubilation 

 

All the lessons learned and unlearned 

Gifted us with hope, peace and felt loved

 

As the evening ...

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Small Promises

Out there beyond the hill

Lights twinkle in time with distant voices

Preparing for the new year,

Making small promises of things to come,

Promising small victories of things to overcome.

 

What will they remember

When they look back at the year,

The fickle promises collapsing around them

Or the achievements made,

Or the constant redirections to get them through anothe...

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Also by kimberly:

Recurring Dream | Cold Rushing In | More... | How We Begin | Sensations | In the Dead of Winter | Wine Thursday | Weekly Sessions | Climbing up the Walls | Daydreaming | Looking Back | Name That Tune | Searching | Delicate | The Train |

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New Year

Discard the ageing twighlight,

Embrace the soothing dawn,

The seduction of change, do not fight,

There's a chance to be re-born.

 

You see hope glimmering,

Amongst the shards of defeat,

The rays of belief,

Amongst the rain and the sleet.

 

Mourn no more your weary feet,

Profane is your sorrow and despair

The new year is here to greet,

So surrender to your fut...

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Also by Charlie White:

Date night 1 |

I want just us to be!!

I love you

This is the only truth

I want us to be

That is what my heart feels

So don't play with me

Just sink it in

Let things be

I just want us to be

It's my only prayer

So don't mess with it

Just settle all affair

Dark or light

Black or white

Sad or happy

Everything belongs us to be

Life or death

Freedom or not

Till my last breath

I want just...

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No Words to Explain

No words can explain
 

They ask me why, what do you see

I have no words to explain

 No reason why she is working for me 

 

Millions of people will be better than any reason

Millions of notions will trump her by far

 No reason why she is raising the bar 

 

Her smile is in the breeze of the sea

 My heart is at peace, to let it be

 Her kindness, like the waves washin...

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I Am a Naughty Ditty

I Am a Naughty Ditty

 

I am a naughty ditty

I joined the saucy crowd

Drove moderators round the bend

For speaking up too loud

 

To pay for my transgressions

They'll dig me deep (a grave)

At midnight they will Archive me

Because I can't behave

 

 

Eth? I can't help it......I'm tearing up.....

 

Don't fret pet.....You can still dig it up.....

 

It w...

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Also by Don Matthews:

LMS Is Taking Off | London Smog and New Research | Abou Ben Adhem for Today's Poets | Plink, Plink, Plink | 10,000 Miles to your Blank Screen | Three Christmas Poems From Downunder | I've Just Got a Shock About Santa | Governed by a Two-Edged Knife | I Was Wrong | Scriptwriter | Supertramp. Ahead of Their Time (1974) | Meeting Turns to Crap | Ethel and Bert | 40, 42, 41, 44 | A Perfect Fit | Write-Off | The Letter Writer | Crowder | But I Like Helium Balloons | Side-glancing in an Argentinian Cafe | The Newsagent | Publisher Wanted | Doomy Gloomy | Does No-one Know Where Rose Is ? | Brains to Practice On | The Lady of the GPS | Fluffer Round With Flowery Words | What is The Like-Minders Society ? | Learning Haiku – Important Point |

Enough

The humm of distant traffic gently fills my ears,

It will pass us by, our proximity soon forgot,

It will rapidly move beyond our confusion and tears,

In short, it will do what we cannot.

So many memories to cherish down the years,

So many moments to never be forgot,

But I'm tired of being tested to comfort your fears,

In the end, I'm either good enough as me, or I am not.

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Darkling Shadow | Truth & Lies | Haemo-spherical | House Of Glass | Love Doesn't Always Mean Like | Cracked Pot and Scuffed Pan | Responsible | Stand Up | Stoic | I'm Tired | Angular | Highway Code |

...In The Ink...

Stellar wounds flickering…

Can I ask a question of the lights I cannot seem to touch?

Why is it so deeply you fascinate gazes in horrendous distances?

 

Come closer to feel the street.

 

I say your anguish is remarkable.

A fall to the very whim.

Root; antique war weaponry.

Seeds; the overbearing gust.

Those dreams beneath the stones.

Human dexterity; textures of ea...

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Also by Mimi:

...In Admiration... | ...Things With No Sound... | ...Nevertheless... | ...After These Hours... |

Homeless,for a key and a door I continuously pray !

I sit outside a bank appealing for loose change,

I'm looked down upon as if something strange.

People pass as if I am not there,

Avoiding even giving me a glare.

 

Unfortunately there are many of us on the street,

Getting something in my cup is quite a feat.

Yesterday was tough I was soaked to the skin,

But ended up with a cup with something in.

 

Eight quid in change...

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Also by hugh:

'Twas the night before Christmas | A tribute to Sara Britcliffe our new M.P. A baby of the house,only 24 ! | Spinning a yarn |

The Fool

I lost out to the fool

who listened only to the proud

shut his ears to the complex

and shouted banalities out loud.

 

I lost out to the fool

who believed only the vain

graduated in the university

of who can I ridicule and blame.

 

I lost out to the fool

who trod the well-paced path

never strayed from its borders

now he will suffer my wrath.

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Also by Jon Stainsby:

Lead me on | Beautiful You | The ledge | Goodbye voice |

Fool

SHED

SHED

love
unrequited
rejected
spited
jealousy
couldn't fight it
enraged
labelled
tagged
devastation
regurgitation
stigmatized
begged
cried
ostracized
drug hazed
guise
self
loathed
rough
road
facing
gales
bond
bails
shaemeless
aimless
bedded
shredded
romped
stomped
stamped
tramp
pills...pills...pills
buried
still
suppression
depression
inside
dead
shed...s...

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Also by cindylee loucks:

EVERYDAY | SEASON OF ME | UGLY DUCK |

POEMS by cindy lee loucks

Hashbrown Town

I took a trip down Hashbrown Town,
To take a look around, and found,
Everything there, was textured-triangle
With angles rounded, and not at all Square

Unlike Toblerone Town, where everything is,
Monochrome mocha, with sides geometrically true
T'was more akin to deep-down, Old Dorito City way
Having uneven slopes, covered in a crispy-golden hue

Milling around, downtown Hashbrown Town,
...

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Also by Doug Berry:

A Nature of London | Searching for the Spirit of the Season |

Baby In A Shoe Box

 

Baby in a shoe box

left in a dumpster

behind the grocery store

weak but alive

barely breathing

 

found by a tramp

looking for stale bread

now he has a baby

in a shoe box

 

who left it and why?

someone hoped

it would not be found

a burden

that could not be dealt with

the mother changed her mind

had second thoughts

the father distant

unin...

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Also by d.knape:

Planning My Own Funeral | NEW YEAR RESOLUTIONS | Christmas Lights | Christmas Wish | Mother's Lament | Mother | Public Domain | Things My Mother Taught Me | Letter To My Daughter | Crescent Moon | Men In Homes | COWS---A poem by O.L. Buzzerd | See Something, Write Something | We Live To Eat | Then It Hit Me | KOREA | RATS | Book End | Easy Pickings | Whale Fall | Vaults Of Wisdom | Stupid Old People | Waiting Room | IT | Solid Ground | IF THE TURKEY COULD TALK | My Enemy |

Finding a Way Down

Finding a way down
Twisting and turning
Orient crucial at every turn
Wait for the water to still

A mirrored pool
Thoughts already had,
A breath already taken.
The dissociation begins.

Pieces falling out of place
A calm mind essential.
No mind present
Left now right, up down, now and never.

The broken string
Dissonant promise of love.
All is lost, and never was
The ill father c...

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Also by nightflower:

Come. Let's swim. | Untitled - 2 | Untitled. | Poet by nature, not by practice. |

The noise of life

You could let
A lot of things
Bother you 
If you wanted to
The daylight 
Breaking your sleep
The darkness 
Of cold mornings
The noise 
Of life 
Dragging you
Along
Passing you by
Taking you in
And 
Under
The people
Asking too much
Or too little
The gaps 
Where things ought
To be
But aren't 
The traffic and 
The travel
When 
Everything 
Should 
Stand still 
The freeze an...

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

Shopping | The Aunty Phoenix |

Selfish

You call me selfish for trying to take what is mine, and mine only, and do with it as I wish

 

Your claim and the belief behind it, is even more so

 

And, though you may not realize, all you are doing is prioritizing your pain over mine

 

You pacify your fear of heartache with my suffering

 

So tell me true, if you were in my shoes - if you overlooked your own feelings to e...

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Also by In Her Head:

Truthful Lie | Garden Greed | What Sits Behind Blue Eyes |

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Burn

This abusive relationship
Was never supposed to take a life
When it's all you think you deserve
A death wish can seemed like love

I believe you that no one understands
Societies can never true love
The road was traveled just abandoned 
By the fuckers that gave it a promise
Leaving wasn't an option

We're all looking for a home with a nameless face
The person that loves us the most is ...

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

I Was Never a Enough | Giant | (untitled) |

46

I wish I could rewind to before 

When things seemed much easier 

Somewhat childlike and innocent 

Tinged with a longing for something more 

 

Your way with words 

Had me falling in love 

While I was busy falling too deep 

You kept me at arms length, too afraid to try 

 

I want you to come home to me 

Nestle in between warm blankets 

With the windows wide open 

...

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Also by Cait Abbott:

The Greenhouse | Ghosts Passing in the Night | The Marks | Storm in a Teacup | Suffer | Do Not Disturb | Limbo | Ascend |

Betwixt

Inspired by this time space we currently find ourselves in....

The land of betwixt and between

What's been

Versus 

What is unseen

Next year hints

A clarity

Of vision

Perfect for

Leap year

Decisions!

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

Christmas Angels | Mistletoe Mistakes | The gift of words | Out of body | Solstice state of mind | Christmas game of cat & mouse | I-solation |

Stuck in the middleChristmasNew yearNew decade

Forest Fire

 

STOP the world I want to get off
with you, in a space  
neither left nor right, east or west.
It's time to feel the reaction to all our action,
feel the recoil of our scattergun shot.
And feeling undeserving of sleep
we yearn the stronger to dream.
And in this dream space, and thanking God
we are here to help one another,
in this wood, blundering through the trees,
forced this way b...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

Rising Waters | The Pledge | A Sonnet Of Sorts | Along English Lines | Let's All Dye Our Hair Grey | On Being Asked | Neighbour To A Mirror | Dressed In Easy Colours |

Oldest Teenagers

 

I need you to be 

This for me

 

I know it’s not 

Who you are

 

But it’s a start 

And I’ll be

 

That 

For you

 

And sometimes

We’ll trade places 

 

Without 

Telling each other

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

life- the movie | you're such a nurse | last year | Strangers | Rhyme Scheming | Security | At happiness headquarters |

A NIGHT OF REFLECTION

 

A NIGHT OF REFLECTION.

Some is for healing other times learning or growth

Each time different but the same a soul level oath 

There's no words to explain although life lessons were had

Each one a revelation some happy some sad

And as I move forward l left my painful memories in the wake

Because my heart rises with more love and less hate

This levels only reached through n...

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Job Loss

A job loss
Can feel
Like someone died

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Also by Shirley Smothers:

A Child | Blank Page | Poetic Highs | Candle |

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Alpine Village in France

Coffee white treetops

at elevated heights.

Road awash with ski shoes

and Polaroid eyes,

to view a summit

adorned by a solar mood.

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Also by David Addington:

DIY SHAMAN | BRITAIN SINCE THE NOUGHTIES | How to survive the apocalypse | It’s Rock Jim, but not as we know it | Birds play war |

t'Posh Lad

I had cause to question if I was suited to a “posh” university like Durham as soon as I landed there.

It was Freshers’ Week and there were any number of events planned to welcome us.  One was a meet-‘n’-greet for our hall corridor.  But let me say from the off that Durham, viewing itself as Britain’s third best university,  didn’t have halls of residence but pretentiously aped Oxford and Cambri...

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Also by John Coopey:

AWAITING A LEADER (A CHRISTMAS CAROL) | LE PERE FOUETTARD | THE BODY | "BLAME IT ON THE BOOGIE" | HE'LL HAVE TO GO | "ALL LIES AND JEST" | COS HE'S A LIAR (BUT YOU'RE NOT BOTHERED THAT HE LIES | THE MORE THAT IT CHANGES |

Humanity Washed Ashore

Refuges looking everywhere

for shelter, peace

and a morsel to eat 

are driven away from all shores.

The sea-water has swept away

many hopes for life.

As ruthless currents overturn their boat

their bodies swarm the seashore

where vultures and death-eaters sit expectant.

They are thankful

to the inventors of war.

Today humanity has been crowned

while many dreams h...

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Full Circle

When I was young I loved a man
Who loved me as no other had
Alas, he had to set me free
For at the time it could not be
I knew we had to part our ways
Yet in our hearts an ember stayed
Now and then it did ignite
A flame of memories, a guiding light
A beacon not to be ignored
Ever drawing us toward
The time again when we could be
Together in simplicity.

Here that time, at last, has co...

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Assay

An uprooted tree lies ebbing in the street.
The one who pledged everyone with a refuge
is herself in exigent need.

People come, see the fallen one.

Not a soul seems to be concerned.
Zero, zilch, nada, none.

They don't remember
those cloistered, sizzling infernos of June
those solitary, shivering nights of witchy new moons

and those

sodden, sultry volleys of pouring monsoons

...

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Also by Chandra S.:

Laissez-faire |

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3 x new poems published

Seasons greetings...

After been away for a few days over Christmas, have come back to discovethree new poems of mine have appeared in three different journals.

Enjoy!

Andy N

 

"Exit Wounds" has appeared on Panoply

https://panoplyzine.com/Exit-Wounds-Andy-N/

 

"Christmas from Winter to Spring" has appeared on Cajun Mutt Press https://cajunmuttpress.wordpress.com/2019/12/25/c...

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No Drive

Soon self-driving cars will be the norm

And we will long for the days behind

Because we are unable to just go for a ride

Without a destination in mind

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Also by Joe Marcello:

I Need a Raise | Looking Good | Perfect Strike |

Recognition universally

Recognition Universally

Thursday,26th December 2019

 

Not the wish alone

something more has to be done

yesterday has gone

today only something has to be done

 

if it was the world of dreamers

many areas may usher

where there won't be any reality

but only frustration and desirability

 

who will take the responsibility?

and restore the credibility

it has ...

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Also by Hasmukh Mehta:

Imagery world | Poetry is an art | Nature is our savior | Trade & territory | Find the heaven |

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Signs of Christmas

We want so much for snow to fall

But through it all, nature predominates

Many signs though of festive proof

even though no snow appears on roof

 

Berries protuberant, and holly too

Ice forming amidst the water blue

of lake or pond and a stream or two

As the signs of winter transpire and ensue

 

Carpets of golden leaves still show

But alas no emergence of sleet or s...

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Also by Rick Varden:

At Christmas time with bells on | We Can’t Breath | 2051 A Space Oddity | Drive of my Life |

Looking at Life Through Stained Glass

Can we really see all that is before us,
or just a blurry image of possible lies?
Can we feel what we want?
or is our judgment too unclear?
Can we taste, hear, sense what is right there,
or is the devil's mark obscuring our view?
We allow others to hide our sight slightly
Not seeing what we want,
but what the world wants us to assume
Can we rid our self of these blind folds?
Can we as hu...

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Also by Dominique Lucas:

The Voices | My Red Chrysanthemum | Let me in | Dying Hope | No Escape | Lost Dreams | One Way Mirror | Released | New Spectrum |

Hunting The Clean Boot

A barbaric tradition soaked in blood.
As foxes flee for life in forest and wood.
Around lenient laws hunters find a way.
To get their cruel kicks on Boxing Day.
'Trail' and fox hunting are just the same.
They are illegal hunts, in all but name.
Why the Terrier Men, if no intent to kill?
Saddled Redmen, destroying life at will.
Unenforced Laws broken, blatant to see.
A blind eye turned by ...

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Finding Himself in Nature

Deep in the heart of the forest

He lingers a moment to rest

He knows well his destination

Two hours meander his estimation

Finding the oldest tree of all, he hesitates

Sat, leant against the trunk he meditates

 

High within the mountain peaks

Within himself answers he seeks

All the world below somewhere

Quietly he finds his spot up there

Sheltered by cairn, thought...

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meditationpersonal-freedomself-knowledge

Point of view

The river is mostly white 

Clouds of ice drifting

Left to right

The sky is pure blue

 

River and sky 

Have switched places 

 

Where does the river go 

At unhurried pace 

Whilst the island and 

I are standing still?

 

The river will always be 

There

I will disappear (so will you, reader)

 

River and I 

Have switched places

 

Both trying

...

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Also by Jeannot:

Self discovery | The dead of life | Winter in Florida |

INSIDE A CHRISTMAS CARD

INSIDE A CHRISTMAS CARD

Inside a Christmas card
From prisoners afraid,
In a factory in China
Where nothing much is paid,
A handwritten message
From poor souls enslaved,
In oppressive conditions
Where festive things are made.

Telł somebody beg the authors
The truth about this trade,
That those who make big money
Our wretched lives degrade
So in this season of goodwill
When joy sho...

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only poetry

only poetry

can explain my 

coarsened hands made so unsteady

muffled heart beat - louder, heavy

trusting eyes fallen too quickly 

flaring skin

an impish grin

 

only poetry

and you

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Also by Niharika Shah:

New York City | Write for me? | pink strawberry milk |

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Small Victories

Taking to the ocean
distance put between
my flippant will
and things to conquer
heart beasts
tugging at my sleeve

Turning, turning, turning
from that incessant chasing
the bay recedes, city lights 
swallowed by the horizon
heart beasts
circling overhead

Test me, am I strong enough?
I try not to be broken
daily trials so choking
can I survive them?

At night, rocking in the wav...

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Also by Tom:

There Will Be Birds In The Morning | The Truth Is Sadness | Leave Yourself Behind | Hyde Park Winter Rink | Ride Twice | Get A Room | House On The Edge of Town |

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Christmas Beat

Christmas Eve has finally arrived the celebrations have begun

The streets are full of joy gaiety and festive fun

Anticipation and joy on children’s smiling faces

As Santa loads up his sleigh for the Xmas run

A snowman smiles as he shivers in the garden

Are you happy excited are you ready to burst

Give me a glass of mulled wine and a mince pie 

To fill my peckish tummy and quen...

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The Bell

The bell is simple and historical.

It is used for praise and warning.

It is strong and resilent .

It has a gorgeous and reflective exterior.

The sound is like that of an angel echoing through the world.

It is a heirloom piece that can tell a story like nothing else can.

My bell is all of this, that is for sure.  

I can't say that I want to collect bells - I just want to admire...

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Also by Robert Williams:

The Things I have noticed |

Pioneers

Pioneer,
a person who is among the first to explore
or settle a new country or area.

Settler,
a person who moves with a group of others
to live in a new country or area.

The first pioneers to this land mass, arrived here
(it is estimated)
between 25,000 and 12,000 years ago.

They were the ancestors of the people,
because of geographical errors,
we have named American Indians.

T...

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Also by Fred Nicholson:

Kool Aid | mere illusions. | a New error | the Balance | 5 Bananas | Look back and see | Inside - Out | Let's talk . . . |

On My Way.

All black, on galleons, 
walk surf, breathing.
Maybe some cars, 
maybe phrases.

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Missing

What is this empty feeling again inside me? 

Ahh...it's you again. 

Yes, you come to mind from time to time. 

At that time in the past...I could swore I don't but...

now every new thought makes me doubt. 

Is it possible I really loved you? 

Naaaah but I knew this could never work.

The past me is more clever than present me. 

Or not. 

I wish I could skip these 10 years. 

...

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Also by FruFru:

A letter to Ex-friends ;) |

That Special Someone

Warm kisses

mulled wine

 

for someone

so special

 

love wrapped

without strings

 

for someone

so special

 

kind thoughts

hugs given

 

for someone

so special

 

can't think

of anything - - -

 

more special

than you.

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Also by Nigel Astell:

A Krampus Wish |

under the mistletoe I wait for you x

Home

At sight of pointed lights,
With wavy fanny, 
Faces of Xmas lights, 
Movement of a walking zebra, 

We backslide.

Ribs we found by the river,
Like a hunter, 
We wowed, 
Oliver Twist right behind 

We backslide.

A bethel we found, 
Gathering we joined 
Sacred dissemination made, 
Within we were whole, 
But then,

We backslide.

Life made of bills, 
Excess care on it's draft
...

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Support from the Conscious Self

Hey, it's me. I know you're in pain right now

You don't have to talk, but please just listen to me- I'm here for you.

We will get through this, we always do.

I promise we'll see better times.

So dont give up just yet, there's  so much left to experience.

I will always be right here beside you, wherever you go.

Remember to feel those emotions.

I know it's hard to hear,

But t...

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Also by Eric Berard:

Sometimes I just feel defeated |

Decision Making

Each and every day involves decisions,
And in much wondering what to do,
You may see the consequences,
Whether it be on me or upon you?

We may consider what job to have,
And think: Which should I select?
Shall I go for this or go for that?
And: What shall then be the effect?

We may just mull over what to eat,
Or what we feel like drinking.
Or it may be an important matter,
Which req...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

The General Public | Humour | Winter and the future |

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The Ballad of Brexit

The Ballad of Brexit

They’ve banned the salsa in Stretford

Stopped pasta in Heaton Moor

They’ve put a full cork on prosecco

As part of the First Brexit War.

 

No pizzas allowed now in Burnage,

Chopped Salami in Cheetham Hill.

Bratwurst are now quite forbidden,

For fear Krauts may make us quite ill.

 

Olives are spiked now in Chorlton,

 Spaghetti is banned in Mos...

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Irresolution

I want to lose some weight in twenty twenty,

so once again we have this pantomime,

‘cause each year I make promises a-plenty,

but self-control’s the problem every time.

 

I mostly make it last for several days,

but soon those awful cravings come along,

and all at once my traitor conscience says

a single bar of chocolate can’t be wrong.

 

It isn’t long before I start t...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Christmassy | Vision | Waiting | Hailstones |

Values

We are an outward expression of our values,

moral compasses navigating circumstance,

life experience refining understanding,

enhancing behaviour – our outward expression:

our values manifest in our reputation.

 

A few billion individuals roam Earth,

each with a unique value set – truly diverse

lives and cultures – recognising and valuing

behaviour in different degrees, b...

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God Rays

Staring too long into the looking glass,

trying to predict the future and

make sense of the past.

Time goes by lightning fast. 

Poetry sets the cast.

Call it dreaming...

cloud surfing,

cartwheels on high wires,

living, laughing, loving

singing, no regrets.

Drink every drop of life,

before God rays 

absorb the wake

and your soul sails

into moonlight.

# #...

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Also by Vautaw:

Savaged Soul | Dancing with Poets | Arrogance Immunity | Fan Girl |

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Port of Spain

Death
comes in and goes out
of the rum shop.

Dread men and black cars
pass up and down
the calypso streets.

And there is a smell of salt
and the blood of woman
in the acrid incense
of the dockside.

Death
comes in and goes out
of the rum shop.
Death leaves
and comes back.

 

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Also by fitzroy herbert:

Pot Bound |

Tinsel Time

T'is tinsel time when midst the grime

Of muddied minds shines ...

What can it be?

Electro-lite silver, gilding

This tarnished life of strife?

Celebrating the survival of the fittest,

The feel good factor?

Forgetting for the festive moment

The fate that awaits?

 

Or, could it be

The eternal light of an eternal star?

Startling joyously

Faces, who wa...

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Also by afishamongmany:

Christmas Songs | A Christmas Cat |

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wake up

how much i dispise those

who only in despair

gain a consciousness

of the after life

 

in need of friend

they create a god

to walk their lane

and never ask

 

to give them reason

to never change

to set a prison

unto them selves

 

and how they preach

and how they praise

and how they criticise

those in pain

 

if you have never seen death

h...

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Also by racha:

peace | A waste of time | A good deed |

MURDER WHICH WAY!

The murderer has committed in the house of gold, lowering its shield towards the cathedral; bending the sword and pointing it towards the innocent he-goat. **** Have you joined the winning team of the cemented warriors, who in one way has benefitted in defeating the gorilla.. Change the battle field and have the bachelor in the war front to smarter the enemies of congress..

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Haiku for a Wet Morning

Rain at my window

Pattering strong poetry

An age old saga

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Also by Hazel ettridge:

h | Haiku for the Common Man |

READ THIS IF YOU ARE DRAWN TO THIS

I wrote this poem especially for you
If you are reading this now
This message for you
The Angel's they tell me you are going through changes
And although you and I are technically strangers
I know you have your struggles
And I'd like to take this moment to
melt away your troubles
I say these words from my soul
And my Tibetan singing bowl
The healing frequency sounds it makes..
Travels s...

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THE BANK JOB

As I peddled, hell for leather, down the hill upon my bike,

I saw the lights TURN RED, ahead, a sight i didnt like,

My bicycle was ancient, it only had one brake

It took some time in slowing down.... of that there's no mistake

I duly pulled the brake on but the bike just kept on going

The cable SNAPPED, I had No Brake, or anyway of slowing

 

The people crossing up ahead, not k...

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Also by Patsy Harris:

SLEEPLESS NIGHTS | (untitled) | KEEPING FIT | HOUSE OR A HOME | BLACK CABS | Do they know it.s Christmas | A really bad day... |

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Democracy

Democracy reveals the state
Of our disunity - Doug.E.Barr, poet

 

As I stood by the till

I heard a voice call out

It's over - the people's will:

A good result - a real rout

And ducked my head to pay

As the cashier agreed

And ducked my sad head to pray:

My silent view, an alien creed.

 

It's over - the people have had their say

That last faint hope is gone, done...

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Also by Chris Armstrong:

Winter Beach |

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home.

where orange cumulonimbi are mirrored in stagnant rivers

where sleepy eyes blur swaying trees into dancing green monoliths

where the distant sound of crickets serenades the kangaroo’s carcass

where the salty coastal air dissolves onto arid tongues

where mother desert’s mounds hide her faithful servants

where dying gum trees groan as they accept the wind’s embrace

where nuggets of...

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Also by Marina T:

the wonky wheeled trolley |

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Teaching is a Bear

Mrs. Jobe complains about her class…again

“I even give them the page number….but they’re too lazy to look the answer up.

With kids that lazy, how do they expect me to do my job?”

Teaching is a crazy way to put food on the table.

But then again, I could tell her about Uten the Yak herder in Tibet who has to carry a wounded calf down a dangerous mountain gorge

or Perri the Amazon fish...

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Snow Globe

“Have faith,” he said, “Trust the process-

have you ever done it afore?”

I shook my head and he pointed at a hole

like a mouse-hole or the entrance wound

of an apple grub. “See yon? Ever wondered

how they sail the ship into the bottle?”

I shook my head – “Never mind,” he said.

I was dressed in green and red felt

with an oversized belt – my hat

like something a shoe-makin...

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Also by Peter Knaggs:

Seasonal |

The Plan

I had a plan to a great story

Not perfect but a happy one

Now I find myself in this smelling, dark situation 

But i hope one day you realise that it was never my intention 

I was left alone to face a cross road or to turn back

But I chose a difficult path

I know there's no redemption for me but I can only hope for one

The plan was supposed to be beautifull

But I hope one da...

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A Part

My bed is still warm

When the next body rolls in

But I'm not

I'm numb

Until,

Your body

- Or his -

- Or hers -

Envelopes mine

And I can breathe

Because

I am consumed

I am part of you,

Of someone that lives

That moves

That loves

I am

I was

I will be

Because I'm not apart

Just a part

Of something

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Also by Alexandra K. Parapadakis:

Outside of Herself |

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To My Dear and Loving Husband/Anne Bradstreet - 1612-1672/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristos/ ለውዱና ተናፋቂው ባለቤቴ/በአን በራንድ ስትሪት/ ትርጉም በዓለም ኃይሉ ገ/ክርሰቶሰ/

 

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay;
The heavens reward...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

The Road not taken/By Robert Frost/Translation into Amharic By Alem Hailu G/Kristosየተተወው መንገድ | Hold fast to dreams/ሕልሞችህን ወድር (በላንግሰቶን ሁጌስ/ትርጉም ዓለም ኃይሉ) |

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If I could touch the stars

I climbed a mountain on this day

Through brush and rough terrain I steered 

& when I reached its peak 

There was nothing left I feared 

I peered over the landscape , such a story it could tell

And as I stared i felt a change in me that I didn’t know too well

Such an unfamiliar sight 

Looking out on the unknown 

Which direction ? Wrong or right ? 

No way to truly know

...

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Also by Aimee:

When the stars fade | I’d love to say I love you | Overwhelmed | Home to me |

The Don'ts

Don't go for beuty, get a keeper

Don't put it first, put it in the first

Don't follow your heart, follow your instinct

Those shoud've been the advice

 

The good ones don't criticize

The right time don't last long

The tough guys don't give up

Those should've been the signs

 

Don't dare lie, tell the truth

Don't get attached, you get hurt

Don't fall in love, you w...

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Also by Lucas Chihinga:

Look At Us | If |

A Night Fright

Santa'd scoffed far too much cake

becoming wobbly and vastly stout.

From his sled he toppled into a lake

seen by gypsy poachers, who hauled him out

 

His reindeer landed ever so frantic

to see him carried to the camp,

grumbling about this latest antic,

still just alive but freezing damp.

 

His saviours brewed a herbal potion,

never once letting him out of sight.

...

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Also by Jennifer Malden:

Unthinkable |

All that is lost

Lost time, how much time do we really give ourselves 

Are we living our own lives

Lost soul, constant feeling as if something is missing 

Lost goals, fulfilled by unfulfilling ideas, other people's goals

Wasted love, loved the wrong one, lost

Lost hope

Fortunate

Unfortunate

Some things lost should stay lost

Some things found should never be found

Some things we ask fo...

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The Traveller

The Traveller

 

“Oh no, I never think of it as 'travelling,' I replied

while pulling on my second Bass and considering an easesome lass

go striding around the bar. Its just an eccentricity, my dear Akira,

a foible if you will – still, it lets me wander bare-foot

through seasons past, when taller (and, I admit, of sounder mind).

 

Yes, I've certainly learnt more tolerance am...

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Also by Chris Hubbard:

The Wake | Faith is a Barren Garden |

Do You Remember Air Mail?

Do you remember airmail letters?

Fine parchment sheets in thin, blue envelopes

With red, white and blue borders?

 

They were always so special to receive

From someone dear far, far away,

Often oceans apart on another continent!

 

Telephone calls were wonderful,

A beloved voice through the hard receiver,

But hand-scripted words had a charm all their own.

 

To wri...

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Also by Cynthia Buell Thomas:

CAT | Christmas Cake |

Sylvie (A Repost)

 

 

Sylvie

 

Sylvie was a comely wench. Fifty, if a day

Oh yes, her charms were obvious, and always on display

Dressed to kill, in leather and lace

A shapely body, bonny face

Her hunting ground The Royal Oak

She’d always find a younger bloke

A teacher with a lack of scruples

Never short of willing pupils

Life was good, the sex was hot

She was happy with her ...

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What's Next?

The trauma from my past weighs heavy on my soul

Unresolved issues making me feel alone

The pain in my chest been replaced by a dark hole

I feel like I’m living life through apps on my phone.

 

Night after night insomnia plagues me like a demon,

I’m so exhausted, I can’t take another beatin.  

My stomach churns like I haven’t eaten.

Sourpatch Kids my life, I need it to sweet...

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Autopilot

Santa felt sassy and seasoned

Having switched from soda to whiskey

Stirred and slurred, his vision was blurred

Sleigh-driving was stupidly risky

 

Sloshing around but still seated

Strapped in, seemingly quite self-assured

Whilst swerving through Nice, he saluted the police

Whose chopper was wisely insured

 

Donna and Blitzen were startled

Dancer and Prancer were ma...

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Santa

Howling Into the Void

The sun fairly shines
But the world isn't one
And you wonder why

Of all the places,
All the people,
It has to be in paper

You could pour your heart out
And bleed your pens
With thoughts imprisoning you

It has to be the paper
That hears your complain and growing pain
For you were never heard

Of all the people,
It has to be pillows and blankets
Who calms your raging soul

In ...

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Also by Darlene Butalid:

A Letter to Your Grave |

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Inked

Needle to the skin

Instead of a blade

Temporary fixes

With permanent scars

Paint a pretty picture

I’ll put it on my arm

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Also by FuckEmily:

Nothing |

The Buddha Before you

The Buddha before you

Never the end
   we hear someone say...
or the beginning we hasten to think!

MY life is important...?wha.. wha... what do Yooou think!... ???

3 - 3 - 3 9
I hear you call,
softly and secretly from  the depths of  my soul.

All the while
   living through life   
the buddha before you,                 

Our shadow?               

Our light?

Everything w...

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Raising a Rose

With the first and potentially only tattoo

I celebrate this wet dark blue

With sleeves exposed to the moon

Don't you dare judge me, this art isn't for you...

 

Like ink on skin and ink on paper

This is my own creation

A red rose with a blue stem wraps around my arm

So that when we shake hands you see one piece of a bouquet

And I tell you something poetic like, 

"Beaut...

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Also by Cherry:

Black Cats are Brightest in Daylight | These Cages Aren’t Metaphors Anymore |

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side effects

 

pain 

 

swallowed whole

stomach churns

muscles tense

thoughts clench

teeth gnash

focus: complete

 

 

joy

 

bubbles up

tingles spine

obliterates pain

tickles fancies

obscures truth

color: rose

 

 

stillness

 

creates space

lacks emotion

reveals truth

sparks creation

stirs change

power: infinite

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Also by trixtex:

You once asked me why I loved you |

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Forward

Forward

 

A great door opens on a darkened landscape

I stand at the precipice of the unkown

A journey forward or an eternal void

I cannot know what is to be revealed

I am ignorant and childlike in my perception

Despite a wealth of experience and knowledge

The future holds no assurances

Faith speaks of eternity but who am I to know

I step forward with resignation

Th...

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Nothing is Vegan

Sounding smug he said
“Nothing is vegan” as if he
had stated a truth revealed by God.

And I remembered a story about a
Buddhist monk who started each day
with a prayer for all the living beings
he would kill or harm just by
existing on the Earth.

He said simply walking,
or even breathing,
would surely cause and
perpetuate suffering.

He could have said, I guess,
everything is har...

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Also by Randy Horton:

The Dire Consequences of Room-Temperature Tea |

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the punch that never was

Laura’s snaffled an exclusive
freshly minted by the Tories
a left-wing thug has punched a bloke!
she tweets, ignores the story
about the PM and the photograph
the crisis in our NHS
kids on drips curled up on floors
the current government’s heartlessness
you see, a stolen phone is nothing
when you’ve a brand-new lie to share
about the punch that never happened
by a mob that wasn’t there
...

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December Collage Poem: The Krampus

 

Goodbye Krampus, return to your castle of jet

No 'Ho Ho Ho' for you, old friend

 

Don't Krampus style big ears!

Elves we may be, but we're hard as gnomes.

 

Winter's empire is advancing through snow

Christmas spirits keep the supermarkets going

 

What do we do with a drunken Santa?

Asked the drunken Krampus, shall we give

Him mulled wine and keep him away from

...

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Moment in time

A moment in time
When everything stops
So still and quiet
And everybody stares
Because you are there,
And you stop time

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Also by Starri:

Merry Christmas | Spring |

Give me a country that cares

Give me a country that cares

Give me a country that holds it's head high
Give me a country that still has some pride
But make it one that loves it's neighbour
Whether they vote Tory or Labour
No matter what the colour of their skin
Their sexual preference or building they pray in

So don't talk to me withyour patronising words
Wearing the mask of someone who cares
Don't talk to me like...

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Panama a love story. Late 1982.

Panama Love a short story.

 

The Panama canal is about 51 miles long. Constructed to save the hazardous and longer trip around the infamous Cape Horn. Its an engineering wonder! Made by man to connect the Atlantic sea with the Pacific Ocean it was started by the French in the eighteen hundreds who gave up because of the death rate among workers, which was in the hundreds, it was finished by ...

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- - DREAM OF MINE - -

her heart was so loving,

night was a delightful coming,

she was alive and curoius

pretending he was serious

she wanted him so much

was the truth of such,,,,

 

the same feeling rose again,

she blessed him until the end.

never will she forget,

how he touch her when they met

never in person or in the flesh,

but again and again, she felt his caress.

 

it must ...

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Also by coyote:

internet |

Beyond The Gone Crowd

Beyond The Gone Crowd

 

     There is a blind that cares for me,

A blind that rolls in the morn and then again, evening,

     The colour, no consequence, no form or

Importance as, when rolled either up, or down,

Colour changes shape and shine, shadow

Within the room where cherubs once sang, and laughed.

 

     Every morn the roll lifts itself a hope

Of life outside be...

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Also by ZTK Space:

Above The Fluttering Butterfly |

broken

Hole

The only way to describe it, is like a hole in a pair of jeans,

At first you ignore it, but that hole starts to get bigger.

It gets so big that you have to decide what to do.

Sew it together, close the gap, but it doesn’t sit quite right after that.

Or patch it up; cover it with another fabric.

 

From the outside it is new and clean, but underneath that hole is still there.

A ...

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If It's LOVE

I wish you would come here, stay near me - lay.

Stare at the sky. Count the stars.

Feel the feeling of love sparking up the beatless hearts.

And view, Similar kind of imaginations

displaying over our unconscious minds. 

 

Instead of assuming, each of us are being alone

in a separate situation.

In the night, let’s get lost in each others arms.

 

I wouldn’t touch if it ...

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It’s another failed day on Northern Rail

Northern Powerhouse 

                        on its side,

                the 8:26 to Halifax

          crawls along the platform

         like it’s watching out for snails

             searching the rails for oblivion. 

 

The train’s pace is hardly a race 

                  but it’s only minutes late,

                  not cancelled like yesterday

                   ...

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In search of an identity......

All I see is a mist of darkness,
With nowhere to thread my feet in,
In World where there is absence of kindness,
I see a light of hope so thin.
I can’t go on; my body and my soul are giving in,
There’s no fire in belly to seek reasons for my quest,
With efforts and motivation of my kith and kin,
Now, I go along the path where the birds fly in the air so clean.
Then, I arrive at the gates o...

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I fought

I fought so hard

Not to be with

A man like my father

Selfish and demanding

With cruel misunderstandings

Lots of silence and too many lies

 

I fought so hard 

Not to be like

A woman like my mother

Afraid of her abuser

Becoming his enabler

Staying quiet to keep the peace

Losing her identity

 

I fought so hard 

To become

The woman I am today

Self-...

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