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The Office

It's an eerie feeling,
When it’s almost on you.
Seen it coming, days,
Maybe weeks, months,
Slowly but surely things deteriorate.

Moments of the days, spent
Hoping to remain calm,
Won’t happen today,
Things will settle.

But you want to snap,
Most days it's the stress.

But things get better,
As they always do.
All works out on its own,
And you figure,

'I should have taken a vacation
Long ago. Why kill the boss?'

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Bonnie and Clyde

We were so in love,
Walking hand in hand,
On the longest sidewalk,
That night from the bar,
And, somehow, on our way,
We had the same thought,
And fucked in the yard.

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outlaw poetry

Mother's Helper

In case you didn't know,
And so you will remember,
Just think of what you hold,
And here is something simple,

And, so you will remember,
I'm tying this string on your finger.
Here is something simple,
Of why you came to be there.

I'm tying this string on your finger,
And mind your mother,
Of why you came to be there,
Think why we took the bother.

And mind your mother,
When you l...

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pantoumpoetry

She Shows Me

The lady is beautiful,
i thought
maybe we could talk
when she tosses those eyes,
i'm struck, the one?
then she picks me up with a smile,
and tells me her name.

 

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romantic distance love

Songs from Troy

O' sing for Aphrodite, when she fled
The bonds of heaven, to rescue her son,
When trapped in battle at the war of Troy,
Instead of choosing to sit idly by,
She dared to shrug the burden of her tears
And take the winged chariot into battle,
And, reaching for her love, was stopped by spear,
And cries of passion rose against the sky
Before she sought the refuge of her chambers
To mourn the l...

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poetry

The Lady Black

The spider in her web, 
Waiting the night, 
Expecting love to come,
And slake her thirst.

She lies wrapped in
Chambers of silk,
And she lays her hand 
Upon the windowsill,
Looking for her lover.

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lovenaturepoetry

Ol' Stagger Lee

Stagger Lee!
He was a bad, bad man,
That Stagger Lee!

Gamblin' man, known
By the ol' river boat,
But he's not known for
His way with the ladies.
He's that bad man
Who pulled his gun and shot a man!

Stagger Lee,
He was a bad, bad man!
A bad, bad man,
That Stagger Lee!

One night, he and Billy Lyons
Were sittin' at the table
Playin' for some change,
And, you know, Stagger
'Bout...

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folk songs

I've Lost My Mind

Where did I put my mind?
This is going to drive me nuts!
I retraced my steps, back to front,
Checked my pockets... several times,

Looked around where I'd been outside,
And even rummaged through the garbage!
Where did I put my mind?
This is going to drive me nuts!

I've been everywhere thrice,
Even places I'm sure I never was,
And I've run out of places to search,
And, yet, it's nowhe...

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humorlight verserondel

The Day In the Sun

I remember the day I met Christ.
It was in death, and not only I,
For I mourned the death of us,
How our love turned tragedy,
And I crumbled at the thought
That we had wasted our youth.
Tears came. I buried my face 
In my hands for their shelter.
But, letting up for a moment, 
I looked at the tears on my hands
And saw an old scar on my wrist,
And it was then I saw the nail-wounds.

I ...

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christian poetry

Rose

O' Rose,
my heart once dipped in
thy fount of beauty,
you were there,
beautiful and bare
in your fortified heaven,
and, woe the day
I felt your face upon my palm.

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poetry

Today

Today, I woke in the same place,
That, last night, I lay down to sleep.
It's apparent nothing has changed,
But something has happened to me!

I look in the mirror; same face,
Same brown eyes looking back at me.
It's apparent nothing has changed,
But something has happened to me!

Everything's as it's always been?
But something has happened to me!

Doing what I do every day,
I go abou...

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kyrielle form

The Junk Shop

I was lost among the old junk,
in the farthest of corners, when
I heard a clock ticking away.

It had a rhythm of its own,
though the ticks were separate
it appeared to echo instead,

and when I watched the clock face,
the second hand would twitch a bit
before jumping to the next notch.

'Must be a pice of junk,' I thought,
then I looked down and checked my watch,
and it read the sam...

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humourpoetryscars

you know

what takes over,
mindless words?
whatever comes
of interest?

mindless words
are no surprise,
your interests
are on autopilot

it's no surprise
whatever comes,
you're on autopilot,
it's what takes over

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pantoum

The Sailor Man Knows a Lady

 

The sailor at sea, who knows a lady,
When she's around he sees her treasures!

              "And the sailor man knows a lady!"

 

O', evening come an' weather be fair,
To catch her eye, and meet her there!

              "And the sailor man knows a lady!"

 

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scarsshanty

The Winter Light

How is it so beautiful, winter?
When I look around outside,
I'm reminded how precious the light,
The smiling sun letting me know
The joy in the white of the snow,
And the blessing of time, and open eyes;
How precious the light in this time of year.

 

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lifepoetrywinter

It is Too Much

It is too much t’ take in at once,
With too many things going on,
Nothing is really that certain,
It’s like I’m running in circles,
And often I feel like I’m lost.

I ask myself, ‘Could I belong?’
Maybe I really don’t want to,
Or maybe I do, but, I’m sure,
                                  It is too much.

O', could it be by fate or luck
To be where I have ended up?
I ask, ‘Is it real...

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lyricrondeau

Kindly Here

Curious,
what is real? is it love?
We know for we see,
and sense,
and existence hands us ample space
to be, and learn,
and understand life,
that, without you and me,
would be pointless;
o' how important it is
to ponder intentions...
In love we're assembled;
in comfort,
and kind shelter.

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hopelove

half asleep

slow morning,
half asleep seems easy,
and i refuse to
read the news,
because
i'd rather be
half asleep
forever.

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loneliness

Cold at the Pump

Cold at the pump, I rub my hands together,
But, for a moment, there’s nothing there,
And I search for the pockets of my coat,

My breath faces its very death and fades,
And somewhere in the air, I leave it there,
And notice my time is ticking away,

The cold gets in close and I feel the chill,
When I realize I’m getting mugged by it,
And shiver and shudder at the thought of it,
When all...

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darkpoetryscarswinter

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