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Such Sad News

I shared a post on social media
From someone unknown to me
Her brother had gone missing
She shared her desperate plea

She posted a lovely photograph
A young man with a smiling face
Details of him and his missing car
So his movements could be traced

I hoped and wished for good news
Today an update broke my wait
“Thank you so much for all your support,
devastating, we were too late”

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Also by julie callaghan:

Goodbye Gloomy November | Attention! | Boring (Ode To Lockdown) | Christmas Shopping | December Poinsettia | Why Has Christmas Come So Early | Vaccine | Lockdown Birthday | Late Autumn Scene | I Miss You | Where, What, Who, When | After Show Party | Social Media | Go On Now Go | World Kindness Day | Lockdown Strictly Not Dancing | Don't Say Goodbye On Christmas Day | He Came In Uninvited | Remembrance Day 2020 | A Poem A Day.....Before And After | The Brink Of A PandeMINK | Penny For The Guy | Hygge |

Winter Cuddles

Winter cuddles, I love them so!
Hugs and kisses in the deep snow.
In your hat and scarf, mittens too.
So close together, just me and you!
Body to body, and face to face.
A winter cuddle, a warm embrace.
Heart to heart, and hands to hold.
Tight together, keeping out the cold.
Snow flakes I see before you sway.
Gently they float on this winters day.
Winter cuddles, standing toe to toe.
Sq...

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Also by Mike Bartram:

The Arkles Lane Daydreamer! | For All Our Bus Drivers! | Arkles Road/Stanley Park | Suerte | The Lifeblood | No Shop Tills Ring | The Sun and Stars | To Be A Fish | Longing For Normality To Return | Friday The 13th 2020 | The Carry | Never Born To Fight | The King of The Fair | Sun and Ice | Pictures Of You |

Tuning In

Hello.
This is me talking to me.
Are you in?
Are you listening?
Are you OK down there?
Because we’ve been getting some 
            strange signals
And it’s very worrying.

OK?
You’re not lying?

Good,
That’s alright then.
Just checking.

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Also by Aviva Rifka Bhandari:

Not Not Not | Lost (Where is Home?) | Imitating Nature | I Thank My Fortune |

meditationearly poemself careself awareness

The Telling

The wind it tackles

The leaves and the litter

The leaves and the litter

It leaves in the past.

 

The sun it is drying

The paint and the puddles

The paint and the puddles

Not tears from the past.

 

I saw the bend coming

The bend was approaching

The bend in the road

That soon would be passed.

 

I saw her look darken

She hoped I was joking

But we w...

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Also by Tommy Carroll:

Classroom | When does a "nothing become something''? | Shoes | Advice to the Elderly on November 5th | Lack of Balance |

Stood Together


Drawn closer
hands light on each other
hips, waist, back of the neck, hair.


The epitome. Iconic 
eternal centre of the world.


But we are frightened.
Here to express ourselves, boy and girl
are we to play a role, representing our kind?

Must the gale flourish it's cape
virile as a matador
while sweet leaves of the tree
sigh a chorus in unison?
Perhaps so.


And as we take ...

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Also by Adam Whitworth:

The Figure | Poetry For Health | Poor Lives Matter |

November 30th

As I stand in the kitchen
Christmas music playing in the background
String lights on the tree glistening in the corner
I can't help but feel helpless
During the one time of year where I can feel fully happy
When it is acceptable to blare the catchiest of songs
Where people exchange smiles and small gifts coated in glitter
I can't help but feel helpless
This year has been awful to say the l...

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Spread

 

I have the measure of my man.

 

He squats, half-comic, underground,

Cross-legged in protective gown,

With all his hatches battened down.

Inside his bunker with a phone,

The disinfectant sloshing round,

He must believe he is alone.

He thinks he is immune;

He thinks I’ll go away.

The truth will dawn quite soon;

He will not last the day.

He cannot see me; no o...

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Also by Stephen Gospage:

Wonder Boy | In the darkness | Foundations | Death of a Tourist | Primrose Hill | I want | Roses | Fingers crossed | I know | The shape of the trees | Our distant friend (Remembering Nobby Stiles) |

Morphine & Camphor

 I
at the foot of my altar
a candle burns at both ends

running out of gas, a dying star
shines through the skylight
magnified
sparking a flame.
the veil catches ablaze
burning in half
top to bottom
revealing a million
scattered puzzle pieces
lying below a gold spray-painted calf.

in the pile of ash, that was my altar
lies a pool of melted wax.

    II
standing behind a pulpit
...

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Also by Rob Cohen:

evergreen darkness | Bukowski, Bluebirds and my Blue World | Salvātiō | ¿ claustrophobia ? | - dementia - | the passion of creation (art by Leonid Pasternak) | ̶2̶7̶-̶C̶L̶U̶B̶ | Remember Who You Are | i contain multitudes | Darker Than Silence (For Leonard Cohen) | Lives + Afterlife (RIP Derek Mahon) | The Poet's Solution | The Poet's Curse | Downstairs People | MMXX Death's Dance of Deliverance |

Covering The Plants

 

Plants are friends

as close as kin

providing us with

beauty and grace

 

in summer

they enjoy the sun

giving off an aura

of happiness

 

in late Fall

when the weatherman

predicts a hard freeze

it is only right

that we come to their defense

against the coming coldness

 

so all are gathered

in a corner

and blanketed with old towels

and o...

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Also by d.knape:

DIVERSITY | Enjoying My Self | Bathroom Candle | Writing Out Loud | MISTAKES | Success Rate | NIGHTLIGHT | LITTLE WREN | LEGACY | INSEX | Customer Survey | Footprints On Our Floors | My Teeth | Little i | Busy People | Autumn Leaves | Hope In Their Hearts | The House Guest | Someone Said | The Company of Crows | Two Days At A Time | Taking Chances | A Place | Coin Toss | Platform Guidelines | Ode to Terry Quinn | Tree Stump---a poem by O.L.Buzzerd | Blue Moon |

DESTINY

Destiny is not where life or time is taking you to,

Destiny is the place where you want to see yourself.

Destiny is not where others push you to be,

Destiny is where your heart feels satisfaction.

Not everyone born with a silver spoon,

Not everyone inherits fame,

Millions of people with their hard efforts and sturdy will power earn it.

Everyone born with a hidden talent and it...

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destinymotivationaloriginaltrending

Self-Conscious Love

we all have bits a tad imperfect,

(dark specs hide my killer squint)

other embarassments of mine

so many they're not fit to print

 

Beverley liked to hum during sex,,

she kept goats and preferred oral,

tight bandages on both big toes,

her orgasms were strictly choral

 

middle-aged smoke screens hide

natural signs of wear and tear,

I left Sue's bewigged head alon...

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Also by simon lucan:

Meat | Trapped In Amber | Downstage | Back To Basins | Cinematic | Drop The Tears | A Long Walk | Ageless Heart | Needles Under The Tree | From A Clear Sky | Blooms | Heartfall | Ella's Fitter | The Swinger | Smouldering | Out of Somewhere Blue | A Handle For My Pillow | Longbow Covid | Oiling My Machinery | Beaten By The Belle | Desperate Times Two | The Chapters I Remember | Unbuckled By Angels | Left Luggage | Love Left Rusting In The Rain | Pins Drop | Her Sunset Came Too Early | Carnage | The Woes Of Needy Lovers |

self-consciousloveorgasmsbreaststhongsinhibitions

Do you have "IT"

Can you see what you are not looking at?

Can you hear what you are not listing to?

Can you feel what you have not touched?

Can you smell and taste your visions?

Can you think with your mind, and decide with your gut? 

Can you understand something immediately,

Without the need for conscious reasoning?

Have you thought to yourself,  YES  already?

You have  "IT".  Your (sixth)...

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Also by J.D. Bardo:

The hook | The Gift | My life | Meeting St. Peter | The Thanksgiving Poem | What I do not see, cannot hurt me. | Within the confines of my Cranium. | My Best Friend | Caution ! Door swings both ways. | My Prayer for Peace, (and its answer) | Giving "Thanks" | Thinking | Memories | Patience | My education | A letter to Leah (untitled) | a BAD start to the year 2020 | The LAZY student | What scares ME |

Stanley

Blue plaque sits upon wall

Arthur Stanley Jefferson it proclaims

Born 16th June 1890

Telling of where his journey started

A walking manifestation of talent

Known to the world as Stan Laurel

Comedy legend

Here his story began

His family soon moving away

As he would later relocate to another continent

A partnership with Ollie only half the story

Movie director, scree...

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Also by Dean Fraser:

The Old Straight Track | To Be Alone - Grizedale | Stoneproof in Avebury | Castlerigg Stone Circle | Druid’s Temple - Inspired by the Birkrigg Stone Circle near Ulverston | The River & The Sea | Be Beautiful... | Art on 5th Avenue - The Guggenheim | Farming Through Time | Oneness | Where It All Began | Every Day A Celebration (even the 5th of November!) | The Jacket | City Life - Follow Your Bliss | Now Truly Living | A Gift For You |

inspirationspiritualgrowthnaturemeditation

Beyond

Stillness that stirs

Silence that purrs

Doubt that enlightens

Shadow that brightens

 

Here and now 

Live Love Bow

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Death We Must All Face

[ ] Murder is to death; killing is for a thrill.


[ ] Souls corrupted broken with no will .


[ ] Life is revelant, so death let life live.


[ ] Death we must all face that's the deal.


[ ] Written in stone, stamped, & sealed.


[ ] Heart corroded body is ill.


[ ] Slowing heart beat the flesh is chill.


[ ] Heart stops to a sudden still.


[ ] Welcome to the Grim Reap...

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Also by Insta: bullthemessenger_94:

Watch Who & What In Your Life You Allow. | Take a loss as a lesson learned | A True Friend. | You are not alone. | The Mind Of A Deep Thinker In What We Call Life |

Lifereal lifeappreciating lifedeath

LOVE POEM

LOVE POEM

I love the cool simplicity of you

that you're not complicated,

that I know how to please you

and the shape of happiness today

will be the same in a year.

 

I love the way you wake and stretch

towards the promise of morning,

that neither unkindness nor injustice

have tainted or diminished you.

 

You are spring dawn perfume

the suggestion of distant c...

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Also by john short:

MARKET DAY |

Rescue

Stranded on this figmentation of reality 

Deciding between light and dark

Overshadowed by our failures 

Head kept afloat by all that is good

In the arms of the great abyss 

You have two options 

To give oneself up

or to tread the seamless glass

 

 

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Also by Cody Roach:

Woman | Dream a dream | (untitled) |

LOCKDOWN FUNERAL

After the cremation service the fresh air.

"I never forget a mask,"

I said to someone i'd never met,

an attempt at grim humour.

 

The embarrassing marquee behind us

pallbearers upright in their black masks,

so long in the waiting. 

Truth is I had felt disconnected

 

but grief can spread like ripples

from a stone cast into water

at the downcast head of one

I k...

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Also by ray pool:

RAFFIA MAT | A HUMBLE COTTAGE | THE WONDER OF WOOLIES' | CANINE CAPERS | AFTER THE CLOCKS GO BACK | HYPOCHONDRIAC | NON ESSENTIAL |

Used To

My heart loved like a racecar

But my anxieties never let me switch lanes

I saw you from afar, I admit

Though I believed your curious eyes

Were a figment of my imagination

 

Then we collided,

And you left me cold, frozen in the snow

 

My heart still loves like a racecar

But the collisions don't hurt as bad as they

Used to

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Also by M3RK:

End of the Road | Hurt Me | Long Gone | Star Gazin' |

Juice Wrld Tribute

Lufituaeb er’uoy

 

let your index finger 

gently lift towards her

in one smooth motion

 

keep your eyes

fixed on hers

let your jitters simmer

 

open your hand

thumb pointing at your chin

fingers pointing up

 

roll your fingers across

the front of your face 

in clockwise fashion

 

like a carousel 

lightly turning

shadows to glimmers

 

end with your fing...

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Also by Candice Reineke:

Pink Lady | Overthinker | Drive |

ASLdeafflirt

As Kamasi Blew

I was out walking today

Trying to clear my head

After a morning of too much study, Twitter

And coffee.

On the way to town, listening to jazz

I tried to slow down my mind

Counting flat, fallen autumn leaves

Making words from number plates

Avoiding kids on their bikes.

I came out of Boots with

My blue sweets for the weekend

And stopped for a double espresso.

Havin...

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lifepenny dropego

Helping The Poor

Helping the poor

Is on my list for sure

They are still one of us

Without money and shelter thus

My duty is to look after them

Being a beautiful gem

With a generous heart and soul

That has always been my goal

Giving some of my earning

Without betrayal or turning

Hoping to put a smile on their face

Showing them my love and grace

Probably not their fault

That th...

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Also by Aisha Suleman:

Flavours Of Cooking | The Perfect Poet | That Time Of Season – Winter | Want To Party | Size Does Not Matter | Never Loved You | Single | Trust | Move To The Rhythm | Memories | Festival Of Lights | I Am The Girl | Smile | Fly With Me | Freedom | I Am Real | Father | The Missing Sunday | The Parcel Courier | Loneliness | Lockdown Blues | Keep Trying | Hatred | Dance It Out | Love Is Blind |

The Land is Fallow

The Land is Fallow

 

The land is fallow, the virus has struck

the grass weeps and the fields sleep

Trees stand bare as onlookers stare

the land is fallow for a while, a year

 

The land is pock marked with tangled weeds

no longer is it time to sow the seeds

People retreat to the warmth of their hearth

nothing is achieved on inertia's path

 

Clouds and rain no lon...

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Also by keith jeffries:

Stillness | Held in Abeyance | They danced the Tango | After the Cabaret - impending doom | Lockdown | Acceptance | A Tribute to Decency | The Divide of Prejudice | Inner Conflict | You would have found me.... | A Mysterious Warmth | Darkness and Light |

Repeat

Past pain learned
Burned within our hearts
Anything related
We set flames 
Agitated
Our inner demons
Slowly seeming
That anything that provokes
The insecurity 
Fixated on the remote 
Event that occurred
Reliving the feeling
The heart's been concealing
We push away
The one we think is causing the pain
When it's our own projection
A reflection 
That we need to heal
Slowly start to ...

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Also by Amy walcott:

Withered | Blinded | I'll Be There | Story | Withered The Storm | Always | A Nights Journey | no one wins.. |

Learningnew experiencesold ways

Two-Stroke Counsel

After checking the oil for the chain
and a quick pull on the starter rope
my father’s chainsaw cuts through the branches
Stainless steel teeth offer no quarter

The quickly turning blade suggests danger in unsure hands
regardless, his grip is firm and confident
Swift and experienced strokes 
make short work of the green and sap-filled wood

Fine powder sawdust drifts across my arms
We s...

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Also by Mike McPeek:

Axel | Squirrel and Crow | In The Night | Bad Poetry Blues | The Mayor of Occidental | cassie and josh |

Adventure

dream about turning it off

think about getting up

 

fantasies become elaborate

as the mirror moves away

 

sweat you know nothing about

dreaming in the supermarket

 

words in advertisements

start to call your name

 

adventure adventure

waiting for you

 

giving up security

is all you have to do

 

adventure adventure

embracing your fears

 

...

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Also by Robert C Gaulke:

Your Cult | Teaching a kid to read | My sick sense | You left the meeting | Different Countries | Moi??? | Moving Situations and Overheard Conversations | Review of "Pocket Blues" | half-fascists | Browsing History | Twinkie Defense |

Fantasy unveiled

As I sit back and look at life in front of me.

I see mostly shades of gray of what could be.

Out of focus paths to take each with their own rewards and of course pain.

What’s the cost going to be it’s a gamble in all honesty,We play the odds at best we guess.

The reason is because we don’t know all the facts about anything in life or death.

Can you be sure any of this is reality, I ...

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HE'S A LIABILITY - GET HIM OUT OF HERE

On a visit to the Morrison’s I took a bloke to task -

The dozy twat had no idea of how to wear his mask;

He wore it underneath his nose; I asked him in the shop

If he wore his underpants with his prick flopped out the top.

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Also by John Coopey:

THE NOB NURSE | THEY DIDN'T KNOW THEY WERE BORN | THE FASTEST STEAM TRAIN IN THE WORLD | TORY BULLY | WEREWOLVES OF SELBY | BARN DANCE (PROGRESSIVE) | I MISS THE MAN THAT I USED TO BE | IT'S ALL OVER NOW | "IT WAS 20 YEARS AGO TODAY" | BUCKET LIST | I'M A LOSER | BOOTS | LITTLE BASTARDS (TRICK OR TREATING) |

The Grimstone Vampire

 

 

 

The Grimstone Vampire

 

Granny’s Slugshaw was sat watchin’ t’telly

When something rattled her windowpane

She thought.. What the chuff is all that noise

It wasn’t forecasted to rain

 

So she got up and pulled her curtains back

And saw Vlad… just hanging there

Upside-down.. by his feet… like a bat

With his cloak, and his raven-black hair

 

“You soft...

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Also by kJ Walker:

The Man Who Could See Behind Himsen | The People I Never Have Met |

What Does It Take?

What does it take to be able to regard yourself as a good person, hmm?
What does it take? 
Is it that you always give to charity? 
Or have the clarity to never make a mistake? 
What does it take? 
Maybe you tithe, give money to God and think it odd that others don’t,
Or won’t, is that their mistake?
To want to have and eat every single slice of the cake?
And if all of their professed notio...

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Also by Jason Bayliss:

Because | Roy | Moments | Counting Sand | The Cracked Glass | Conscience, My Conscience | Sewing Needles | Cricket Bats & Persian Cats | Defiance |

Writer

stop sitting in that Paris street

you know I hate it when you crash

through all the flags that people wear

and all the chords are played by shoes

in the music of the crowds

 

with melodies of rushing by

while you sip coffee graciously

the whole wide world will brush your arm

and stirring won’t control the flow

your thoughts are slowly leaking

 

eventually the da...

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Also by Clive Culverhouse:

Myre’s Mire |

Redemption song

 

I can hardly speak but I try:
my brain falls silent, still
it is the dying of the day
when a ferment of tenses
leads me up many cold-cut cul de sacs..

I linger on a moonlight-figure
palely mirroring the sparkling frost,
she’s gone but never lost.

Suspicious of the silences within
outside is wild, the colour of blood
soaks into the sky.
A barge meanders down the river
on a ...

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Also by John E Marks:

Johnny Keats and the Footloose Cavaliers | Hypocrisy | The stolen child | French kissing | My Sweetheart the Drunk | Squaddie | For Jack Merritt and Saskia Jones | Roman de la rose | The time of our lives | Milk and Honey | For Kassia: a bold and beautiful Byzantine poet | GHOST WRITING | No place to be | An inception into art | A withering | Along the Unhallowed way | For the stoic and the silent | When the poet ceases singing | ALL SOULS’ DAY |

PoHo

When I read your poems,

I fall in love with you. 

Then I read his poems, 

and fall in love with him too.

I admit it,

I can’t quit it.

I’m a PoHo, 

like Phoebe Snow! 

 

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Also by Vautaw:

Shadow Dancing | Malignant Love | Get Your Affairs In Order | Full Moon Rising |

lovepoetPoetryrelationships

The homeless man

Evicted from his house

    In a dark and cold night

    He walked down the deserted alley

    A bright light slowly showed the way

    The path of hope that was crossed by shadows

    Is this really the right path?

    The wind whispered

    The dead leaves were creaking

    An owl hooted

    What was the hidden message?

    His stomach was growling

    His body wa...

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Also by oussama elmanar:

The cold war |

sadpaindeathsocietypolitics

Blind Date

I’m late, I’m late

For a very important date

I don’t mind you see

If it’s a blind date or three

‘Cos I prefer not to know

What she looks like and so

I just turn up, give her a sultry look

and then hope for the best

(you can imagine the rest)

 

Now in my mind’s eye

She’s a looker, that’s why

I always prefer, to buy 

flowers for her 

But I’ve had too many sh...

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Also by Rick Varden:

Alexa and Siri (a digital love story) | Mystery Girl | Remember and Respect |

You are infinite light

Do you know that the biggest star that belongs to the night dares every day to keep you warm?

And we love the sun’s warm, but what would the sky look like without the moon’s bright?

Don’t you know that you must need to go dark before you can truly shine?

Otherwise, how would we be able to see the best stars if it wouldn’t be for the nightfall?

Don’t you realize?

You are the biggest ...

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Also by Raquel Lacayo:

They say |

You're So Sentimental

he says as it relates 
to a date 
of another first 
we’ve had. 

It reminds me of things 
I shouldn’t hold onto. 

It shouldn’t matter 
when I first noticed 
the way light hits his beard, 
or how his colors blend 
as in a Monet, 
only that I see them. 

It shouldn’t matter 
when those butterflies first flew 
from our insides; 
only that they fly every time. 

It shouldn’t matte...

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Also by kimberly:

Who Has Your Tongue | It Can Be Wonderful and Terrible, But It Always Tickles the Right Spot | Speak for the Trees | Coastal Wanderers |

loversmemoriesromantics

Magellans Straight....

Magellan Straight Chile.

 

I was sailing on the water

Looking down I could see my face

I imagined me down in a cool dark place.

My boots chafed my blistered feet.

It was just like yesterday 

A fathomless bottomless canned repeat.

Staring in that cool dark place.

 

I stumbled to my cabin 

It was just a mess.

I decided I had to clear the deck!

My feet still hur...

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Also by mentalelf. Philk.:

unnamed | Gare Du Nord 1978 | Lost Love I miss You My Glasgow Girl | A million miles away | My Crazy Diamond | Blues For David. | Dream dancing | Lest we forget. | Remember. | Devil Take You |

The Soul of the Moon

I stole the soul of the moon,

Kept it unclothed to illume

Dark, deserted manor rooms 

And fireflies that forever loom 

Above fifty forsaken tombs.

 

I secured a piece for me,

Kept it between creases deep 

And verses of revered balladry 

Written on the tattered leaves 

Of my hands rickety.

 

But then came a shooting star,

Its hands stocked with bits of its hea...

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Black Friday

Could I be too cynical

In being so critical

Of a world political

And thus paralytical

It is unforgivable

Far too many imbeciles

Whose acts are despicable

Yet sadly predictable

Are held unaccountable

Such crimes insurmountable

And never rescindable

Have we reached the pinnacle

The answer equivocal

Is apocalyptical

 

LCB

2020

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Also by Lisa C Bassignani:

Artificial Intelligence | Of Stardust |

Wonder Woman

I know this woman and I have seen the rest

I can go overboard and say she’s the best

She can take all the pain and then the stress

Will not show on her face, any sign of duress

There is a smile always that lays all at rest

Even when there is daunting task at behest

To me that’s the hallmark of a great human

Who lives for her loved ones, a life selfless

Let God bestow her wi...

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Also by DINESH BHASKAR SHETTY:

Gods Portrait ( Dedicated to Mount Fuji ... Japan ) | Distant Thoughts |

A Small and Simple Song

A Small and Simple Song

 

I'm of the easy, the gentler kind,

No counter of time as old Earth turns,

No twister of fate for the willfully blind;

My path's clear where the fair light burns.

 

I sing a small and simple song,

Lifted high by humble meter;

Largo textures, placid and strong:

A steady beat's all the sweeter.

 

The rhythm of my waking days

Is the song...

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Also by Chris Hubbard:

Dream | A Quiet Place | Vanishing Point | My Brother's Eyes | Paradise Road | A Tower | The Listener | First Light |

Tap in

Your eyes are on backwards, you're speaking in tongues
Expelling rancid breath from corrupted, rotting lungs
Breaking all the rungs on your plummet down the mineshaft
Rehearse, react, try to quote fact to the faceless
Spaceless outside brain, watching rain stain window
Bend low and embrace me, or mace me, debase me
Give it time and time will erase me, and thee

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Also by sandbar:

Gliding scales | Shrinking tax | Playing with chalk | Brushy creek pools |

La Vida Loca (for D.A.M;)

Small agile grinning implike being

a whirlwind with magic feet

sometimes seen of clay.

Streetkid's eye for an opening

sphere stolen with incredible dexterity.

It must have seemed  to him

redress for youthful hardship

from penury to affluence.

Excesses of every kind

his many women forgiving

except the white lady,

and other wicked spirits

who held him in thrall.

...

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Also by Jennifer Malden:

Maximun and minimum |

Treasure Chest

Treasure Chest

 

When you move east and west  

With no time, no rest

At that, you come upon a big treasure chest.

It was made for you

With the next jolly clue.

It was made from no other

Than colors and sketch.

Your next move, it points to the old- new riddle.

But, to get the next move you

choose, but please don’t fiddle.

Very, very good luck on the

 Big- long...

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Poemkids

"Walking Tender Paths"

 

"Walking Tender Paths"

 

Falling in love with a poet is weird-some

He begins by writing you poems in the night

About the beauty in your eyes, the honey on your lips

And the passion with which he would kiss each one of them.

Sensual right? But a poet isn't a blind lover.

He sees-talk everything in between

All are part of falling in love, 

nothing is left out because ...

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Also by Emeka Collins:

"Holy Politics" | "Blessing Disguised" |

Defeated

Life

The Lover

The Hurt

The Pain

The forgiven

The forgotten

So many things

Not the pandemic 

My liberty

I took that back

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A Day for Gratitude (and Greed)

In a hushed and reverent tone
he asked us to bow our heads
in gratitude for those who sacrificed
so much for our prosperity.

We took a moment to remember
those who lost their lives and
their land to the invaders
euphemistically known as settlers.

We whispered muted prayers
of thanks to those who lost
their lives and liberty to traders
paradoxically called masters.

We mumbled appr...

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Also by Randy Horton:

Champagne and Sunflowers |

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Terrorizing the terrorist

 

Those who had been
Killing heartlessly,
Their back to the wall
Are now forced to fall!

Those who had been
Adamant to peace talk,
Vanquished, are
Beseeching for one
Seeking help round
The Sun!

Those who had been
Burning many
A church,
As a last ditch effort                                                                                                                          ...

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Also by Alem Hailu G/Kristos:

Like likes like | TPLF outperforming Satan |

Self Pity

A bright and breezy boy of four

  I started life at school,

They kicked me out aged seventeen

  A lazy, worthless fool.

 

I never had a BMX,

  I never had a chopper,

I never had a hope in hell

  With Arabella Hopper.

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Also by branwell kent:

Dance Dance Dance Dance |

justified paranoia

Always on guard of the love you claimed was ours

as I looked up at the stars 

I realized I was holding onto too hard

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Also by Youthfullyxx:

toxic from the start | Letting go of what’s died | digging your own grave | illusion | self obsessed |

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GET A LIFE!

Spare me your ditty of self-pity...

Your ballad of self-obsession;

Be aware this life we share

Is a "sad and glad" procession

That we all join from another's loin

Without a say in the matter

So make the best of all the rest

And leave out the "me...me" chatter!

.................................................................

 

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Also by M.C. Newberry:

HITCHING A RIDE | FACTS OF LIFE | BELIEF | THE MENIN GATE | ONWARDS AND UPWARDS (2) | COVID NINETEEN (Start spreading the news) |

We Get It!

We Get It!

 

We get it

It’s dangerous

Lethal, I think they said

We hide indoors

Obey the laws

It’s better than being dead

 

We get it

But it won’t harm

Getting a hug or two

It’s Christmas after all

And deserved

After what we’ve all been through

 

We get it

The vaccine’s near

So we’ll all end up being alright

A kiss

Under the mistletoe

...

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Also by Ian Whiteley:

A November Haunting | The Unknown Soldier's Prayer | Wraith | Spirits |

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The Axe

“The forest was shrinking, but the trees kept voting for the Axe for the Axe was clever and convinced the Trees that because his handle was made of wood, he was one of them.” - Turkish Proverb.

 

The Axe

The trees ignored his sharpened blade
reflecting in the forest's glade
for surely he was one of them
a leader bold, a fighting gem

They voted for the axe

Admiring the wooden shaf...

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Returning

Smile with everything you do 

even when doing a poo 

in the forest of love

His oven of celestial bliss 

deconstructing the knowing 

that is 

or could be 

or was 

or should be 

 

No longer a ploy 

but a bucket of 

Joy 

or piss 

who cares 

for now dismiss 

the past 

the future 

and soak in the liquid of grace 

a taste of heaven 

a warm embr...

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Also by Zushka B:

Battlefield Surrender | Sister | Angel Wings |

Queen of the Galaxy

It's funny how small world's collide 
And may it be by chance or by design 
Lives become intertwined
An insignificant "Hello" is just the beginning, a fresh start. 
First introductions evolve into "I saved you a spot!" 
And from there we age into the years of teenage angst, learning the art of cheating on tests, giggling behind stacks of books while trading black nail polish and fake tattoos.
...

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Also by Jordyn Elizabeth:

Broken Hearts Need Glue | Journey |

Moral Collision

Everyone feels distant

All my feelings are so inconsistent

My moral compass is broken

People love me but I don't love them

Where is the connection? 

I don't understand 

I'm not strong but I'm strong enough

I'm not smart but I'm smart enough

I'm not the worst but am I good enough?

You give me everything even when I don't deserve it

When I run away you hold me tighter

...

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Also by Melan Drifter:

Inadequate |

Unsent Love Letter

This was my last reach my last time telling you that i dont, and telling you i cannot

I walked the walk and talked the talk and found out the other side aint that green

You decided that love aint gone dance on the floor Its not going to sing no more not going to go the mile for me 

Do you think i hate the moments I remember.... every step on the payvment

Why you think the sun doesnt sh...

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Villanelle fin

Of our lives, and of our meeting 

Of all the schemes of destiny 

It is that moment that, is most fleeting 

 

And of our fate, there is no perceiving

Of what will come, or what will be

Of our lives and of our meeting 

 

And in the grandest, scheme of things

And when of chance, fate does select

It is that moment that, is most fleeting 

 

And in our elation, of rej...

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Also by DESMOND CHILDS:

Effigy | Zippered |

Holy Givenore

Her name was Holy Givemore

She lived by the seashore. 

She had a way with words

that made us feel like turds.

 

She had a left eye

That stared off the right eye

Catching us all

Off guard. 

 

She said "I promise you this

I'll be your nemesis."

And we found out 

After that.

 

Why it's always best 

to lay to rest 

the thing you can't find.

No neve...

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The Twelve Days of Christmas

12 Days of Christmas

 

On the first day of Christmas

Bojo gave to me

Fear of a virus

Spreading rapidly.

 

On the second day of Christmas

Bojo gave to me

Two metre distance and

Fear of a virus

Spreading rapidly.

 

On the Third day of Christmas

Bojo gave to me

Hands, face & space,

Two metre distance and

Fear of a virus

Spreading rapidly.

 

...

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Also by Malpoet:

Retraining Bert | God Bless America |

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Closure (My Dear John Letter)

Toxicity in human form
Your rage issues are crazy 
No ambition, degenerate bitch
Inconsiderate, ridiculously lazy

I’m sure you can’t stand the fact
I’m describing you with such candor
We lasted for 3 months what can I say
I must have lowered my standards 

Up my ass, go through my things
Nosy and super possessive
A wolf in sheep’s clothing, angry, jealous
A fraud, fake and obsessive

...

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Unfortunate


Unfortunate
That's what they said
They ran of arguments
Hearing the life i had led

Unfortunate
Is the word they used
As an armament
To excuse the abuse

I am unfortunate
To have been abused
Now It should be an ornament
I should be proud of my bruise

Display it to who wants to see
Collect a minute of a sympathy
Remind them they've been lucky
To not have been unfortunate

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Be Your Own Hero

cant say how the days will unfold,

cant change what the future may hold,

but now I am ready for what life unfolds.

 

I am no longer sorry,

for who I want to be,

cause that's just a part of me,

that's going to succeed.

 

I am so much more than you can see,

I believe in me ,

if I keep on working hard,

I am going to show you how wrong you are.

 

I will achiev...

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Also by manasvi ganiga:

When You Left | what a girl really is |

Stoney Clouds

Thank God, or St Giles anyway,

For Stoney Clouds.

You could be anywhere in the: Peaks, the counties, the Dales or the moors.

 

Jays give sudden alarm in coppice charms,

As people arrive, who should be indoors,

Locked down from our friends and family,

But luckily not the green of Stoney.

 

Stoney, an apt name for stoner youth,

Pot-plastered at the bench,

On the summ...

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Also by David Addington:

Ode to the Pork Pies of Fleetwood | November 2020 |

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escalera ii (11/22/2020)

a compartment opens like a battery pack 
phials of vitriol, brand names
changing out weekly like gods
stale breath rolling forwards 
bare syllables 
and newsprint tattoos 
stamped sideways on sclera. 

and we fuck
twisting by the white of our eyes 
desperate to void each others' gaze :
Thresher be praised 
it works .

another day gone and forgotten 
triumphant brass blaring 
Nere t...

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I cant forget youi cant kill medanger here i come

Where You Begin

The first time

Is a pin prick

To unstitch

Your skin

To feel yourself

Begin

You search your being

You are it:

Coursing through yourself

The second time

You search inside

A stranger

Behind the corner shop

You find where he begins

Adrenaline!

But come back,

Stinking of rot

Void of thought

To feel what?

What are you searching for?

To begin ag...

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Also by Alexandra K. Parapadakis:

We Feel |

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Mummy

When are you coming home mummy, we haven’t seen you for a while. I know they said you’d gone to heaven, but I expected you to be back by now. 

Are you in America, on a beach with your friends? I miss your cuddles, your smile, your kisses. You’ve been gone for too long now mummy, we need you home, on you we depend. 

Oh mummy, I really miss you - why did you have to die; my brother says your g...

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Humanimals

I know 
How you will speak
Before
You have spoken
I know how you 
Feel
Before the ice
Washes
Over your soul
I knew you
When you were
A child
I knew you 
When you
Were an animal
I knew how
You would 
Move
For the secret buttons
You think
You have hidden
The secret drum
Which resonates 
Within your soul
Is not so
Secret
We are all
Human animals
And animals
Of humans 
An...

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Also by Twilbury Wist:

These days |

Reasons

I’ve no idea what I’m doing here

Of course, it could just be an accident of fate

But it would be kind of nice

if someone could just tell me straight.

 

As an example of the human race

I’m feeling pretty good

Well, I’ve got a roof above my head,

I’m breathing

And the blood

That keeps going round and round

Takes the oxygen to my head

Or so it’s been said

 

I...

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lifelivinguniverse

BONSAI

Bonsai tree you are to me a magical form of life in a tree
In order to be at your perfection
Uniquely fed and nurtured by section
Treated with love from top to bottom
With pretty green leaves
You may start to blossom
What ever you give blessed be your owner
A bonsai for friend wont make you a loner
Oh beautiful bizarre miniature tree
I shall name you and love you
Bring magic to me 

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Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:

SACRIFICE |

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He Knows

He Knows

 

He knows.

I can see it in his eyes.

He’s eight years old;

It says so on the caption.

It’s a gift to the photographer:

all emotion is there.

 

This eight year old boy, he’s sitting at the kitchen table.

He’s eating a burger,

a donation from the local burger bar.

Mum’s got no money.

She says she’s not hungry.

He knows she’s lying.

But he’s hung...

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Also by Dorinda MacDowell:

He Knows |

Breathe

Thoughts racing fast

Heart beating 

You can’t seem to find your mind 

You close your eyes and hear the thumping beat 

Thumping,racing, thinking could this be 

Energies so strong you can’t sit still and  breathe 

Thoughts racing fast 

Heart beating 

You close your eyes and hear the thumping beat

Thumping faster, racing, thinking could this be 

You tell yourself breathe...

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Also by Jacqueline L Elias:

Free | 1000 Letters | Rainbow Stripes |

Breathenew feelingsheartanxiousbeatingloveenergy

When The Fall-Out Settles

When The Fall-Out Settles

When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, all the Old Battles
Who will want to remember,
All the Glorious wins and scores,
The crushing defeats and despairing draws?

When the fall-out settles
Who will want to remember, the exact details
Of all, that was said and done,
The wasted time, that’s gone,
And remain consumed, by that yet to come?

When...

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Unwrapping Christmas

Colourful illuminated laughter

unwrapping each other

love costs nothing

spend it well.

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Also by Nigel Astell:

Born to Die | Empty but Full |

Contact means everything

the wave

The Wave is what i call her.

she comes and goes, sometimes not appearing for days or weeks or even months

and then i miss her terribly

she knows when i need her, when my heart needs a rest

she greets me,

full and strong and deep

she knows me, she knows my heart.

so i give her control, and she washes over me

i surf her, swim in her truth, drown in the cool

she whispers me...

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Also by aliza:

who would have known? | midnight-blue eyes | hide and seek | floating | if my heart were a well | terrified |

I need new material...

I need new material.
I need someone or something 
To grasp onto,
I need to create.
I need my mind crowded with
New ideas, 
I need my poetry to be written 
With new and 
FRESH material.
My poetry is like the desert,
Water is of the most scarce.
I find water but when I try to
Consume it, 
I realize it’s just my imagination 
And it always ends up
Being the same,
Empty Bitter sand..

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Also by Damon Stigen:

I need someone real.. | I will stop. I will get back up and keep moving forward. | Why can’t it just stop.. | I am split between to world's.. |

Black Hair, Black Nails And A Lot of Teenage Angst

There's no rest for the wicked when I'm cradling death
I'm on the edge of self-harming again 
This is a race to heaven then I'll surely come in last
Because I'm hell-born and I'm surely not going to lie
I damn the Holy Spirit and I surely not glad about it
I can't go into a church without bursting into laughter
So I'm hell looking for an angel to grab

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Also by Mikey V Kinsey:

My Last Words For The Year. | Paralyzed | You Can Blame It All On Me |

OFF THE CLOCK

There are so many people unemployed

They say they would work if the could

But, the great thing about being unemployed 

Is that the hours are so good

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Also by Joe Marcello:

FINAL NOTICE |

What’s next?

Why am i so happy so content with being. What am I missing what am I not seeing. I’m not used to this feeling and it’s rather addictive, makes me start to appreciate each moment I live. It’s unusual to me, an unknown territory, clearly must be my selected destiny. 

 

It’s deceiving what my mind makes me believe in. Its harsh all of what my eyes have seen. All the places I’ve already been. Co...

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Also by Racoon ?:

Dark side Drug Ride | Addiction but why? | 24 View | Dreaming Love 2016 | Love’s presence 16 | Aspire or desire |

IntrigueWonderreal life

This Year

Sundays, Mondays

none of them are fun days

got us on the run days

every flippin’ day.

 

This week, next week

outlook’s getting so bleak

lockdown gets a new tweak

seems it’s here to stay.

 

Month in, month out

isolation - good shout

businesses need bail-out

but who’s gonna pay?

 

This year, piss year,

edge of the abyss year,

want to give a miss yea...

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Also by Trevor Alexander:

Caff On The Corner | Viral Invader |

She Was Just A Girl

She was just a girl,
With dreams she could not afford to see.
Trapped in a teenager's body,
She had a soul of three.

She was just a girl,
Who was supposed to have dreams.
Failing to find a way out,
She was left alone with her screams.

She was just girl,
With heavy expectations upon her.
Refusing to procrastinate her happiness,
She was then seen as a cur.

She was just a girl,
Who...

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My Un-favourite Things

fish and chip papers and stained smelly sweaters

dirty used condoms, the posh man’s French letters

fresh fast food cartons and old condom packets

discarded pizzas and broken squash racquets

matches, match boxes and cigarette butts,

oodles of noodles from someone’s spilt guts

ring pulls and beer cans, sharp broken glass

empty pill sachets and a lost covid mask

unwanted penni...

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litterrubbishtrashwigan

The glutton

Delicately etched features 
mark the guise of the benevolent leader.
Each contrivance a stratagem:
A lie but not a lie,
a truth but also a fiction.
A palpable fragility hangs in the air
contained within its enclosure.
In here everything moves, aware,
the smallest disturbance threatens a monumental fracture.

It moves effortlessly along
a handcrafted trail well tread.
Greed is satiated ...

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Also by A.S.:

Inversion | Consequence | The Obituary | Before heartbreak | To the reader... | The predicament | The Black Mountain | The dream of waking |

I can't see the color blue

It reminds me of how you broke me down

It reminds me of you

Do you remember how you made it pretty to make a mess out of me

How you left me scared

Hating myself

Your face is the one I dispise 

I hate that you sit so cute

But it's just a disguise 

You're a fucking monster

But I still love you

I look in your neighborhood 

Seeing all thes...

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so cruel when in love we hurt us please stop

The Wind Has Always Been

The Wind has Always Been

 

Love has not always been.  Peace certainly not.

My spirit has waxed and waned in my human heart.

Family.  Family is but an idea no more real than the clouds

But the wind, the wind has always been, and with her there is no doubt.

 

In the fields as a child when I was wrestling with my spirit

She carried You fast to me - close that I may hear it

...

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Consequences XI

The day had finally come he was free to roam the streets, 
that was until that fateful cold Tuesday morning when he met his match…
it was a creature, half llama and halfcrocodile.
The Llama-dile shuffled upto the man, raised onto his hind legs and 
asked would he would like a glass of red or white wine
to which he replied 'Both!', but could you please...
help me… no-one sees the real me. 
A...

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Also by Andy N:

Consequences IX and X |

Starlight

 

 

On a cold winter's night

They sat, hand in hand

Ravaged by time

Old in design

 

Two dinosaurs

In a digital age

Still in analogue love

Upon a wireless hub

 

Sitting on a park bench

Beneath a full moon

At the end of their time

Bodies poised to resign 

 

In a gathering frost 

They glisten as one

Hands intertwined

Old parchment defined

...

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Also by Stephen W Atkinson:

To Bloom | The Old Garden Gate | Nirvana |

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Angel Fire

 

 

This an ole ole one. Just thought I would give it an air.

Especially for those keen to evade the truth.

Be.........................

 

 

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Also by ZTK Space:

Manchester (The Poetical) feat; Elbow |

aware

My love ...

My love …

She errs on the side of gorgeousness,

sassiness, and kindness

And that’s fine

Because she’s mine

 

My love …

She errs on the side of gentleness,

sweetness, and forgiveness

And that’s great

Because she’s my soul mate

 

My love …

She errs on the side of womanness,

openness, and togetherness

And a heavenly scent

That is heaven sent

And that...

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Also by Nicholas:

The future's bright ... |

Bubble Butt

Impressive signs she has a design

Her eyes are like a spring divine

Love sprouting as her eyes wink

Her lips are a seductive drink

Enticing my mind with an infatuating line

Come winters and every thing looks shut

Yet she lets the world know that she has a bubble butt.

 

Passion fruits dangling from her chest

This is what she is at her best

When she leaves open the but...

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hothotwomanButtBums

Fall

Fall 

Like a sweater 

It hugged me closer 

and never let me 

Fall

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fallseasonslovepoetry

Rose Garden

You stare at the chair

That would have marked you a woman

One that your all your friends sat on

Proudly, too young to understand

The implications

 

You feel like a child

Among your friends

Who have all been draped

In the pleats of womanhood

A sprout in a garden

Of beautiful flowers

 

Your parents

Wanted to hide

Your red rose blossoming

Claimed that t...

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Exhiled

Neither the silver nor gold are tarnished,

Cradled by velvet and shut fast within

Proud symbol, symbolically banished,

Burnished no more with the oil of my skin.

 

Never discarded, but exiled from breast,

As knowledge fractured the edge of belief

Context warred against allegory’s best

A ritual removal granted relief.

 

No gold can represent carpenter’s creeds

No mo...

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Also by Peter Stafford:

Twisted Roots | The Archive | Once Wooded Streets |

religion

Hearts tomb

I lay my head down,
With these words that come to mind.
Happiness and joy seems ever so bleak,
Somethings are just hard to find.
I paint a picture perfect scene.
But this is simply just a disguise,
Suppressing my truest thoughts,
That I hide inside.

My hearts tomb is real,
How could it be so?
My past has moulded me,
How is it I've grown?

My hearts tomb protects me,
But I can't ope...

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Also by Zhar2020:

Rebirth | Closure | Unbreakable II | Crossing Oceans |

Trial of Life

Each day contains its challenges.  
And by the hand of fickle fate,
It may be full of great despair,
And could drive one to hate.  

All life includes its stresses,
And may be turbulent and cruel.
Should we live with only hope,
Oft we may become a fool.

There are many great things in life,
Which should not be dismissed.
But if one should choose to give in,
There's much that can be mi...

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Also by Stuart Vanner:

Impatience | Romance and Me |

Stuart VannerStrugglingSuffering

WORK IN THE TIME OF COVID

 

Extolled, derided, feared, divided, sought, lost, and gained!

Work separates and unites us; finds us whether

We are able. Puts food on an empty table.

 

You may pretend to be just looking,

Relaxing in the garden or facing the other way.

But work has something else to say.

 

Simmering in the background on a low heat,

Or smirking smugly from a sloping shelf

That ...

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Soul Searching

Craving escape

From infinity

It entwines

For a while

In a body

Exploring confines

Of humanity

Begging to break

Unknown boundary

 

Releasing timeless

Memory

Tilts on the edge

Of insanity

Won't rest

Till it is

What it's 

Meant to be

A Quest that confesses

Eternity

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Also by Ruth O'Reilly:

Coronamas |

Soulspirit

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