New Poems
| Title | Poet |
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The Cervical Woes.
His pain comes with no gain,
and his blackballed presence has become my greatest bane |
by Emma Smith on 5/28/2012 |
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19th Day
19th day of every month,
Is a day meant for happiness, |
by Justin John Gibson on 5/28/2012 |
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Lessons From The Lives Of Cats...
Siamese Cats perched on eaves,
sans the slightest movement of vertebrae - |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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Gone.
Popping Pills like Candy.... Deliscious devine, the white bright light shining brightly heavily into my dark broken eyes.... My broken dark eyes, refl
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by Cheryl Esparzapolomino on 5/28/2012 |
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Playing God In Wyoming...
Th' body had been hanging for some days, i'd say, at least,
fr'm an oak branch thick n' sharded at its furthest stretch; |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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Passing of the Weak
Time has passed
since I felt your body against mine. |
by Fallen Angel Purrs on 5/28/2012 |
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S A C R E D {Terza Versione}
Approaching the carved stone, marble fountain
on a flesh-toasting summers' noon in Milan, |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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Forgotten Yesterdays
The day before today
sun gleamed so bright |
by Fallen Angel Purrs on 5/28/2012 |
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Time-Watch
Wrist-watch on your arm
Time on your hands |
by Smoky Hoss on 5/28/2012 |
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Th' Black Rose o' Lov' {An dubh rós de gra}
I laid down o'er yo'r sod last night,
long aft' th' keeper's, beckoned me |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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??????(A Collection of Traditional Zen-Haiku)
________I_________
SHOWERS IN APRIL |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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M A S Q U E R A D E...
...M a s q u e r a d e...
{The Weakness of Strenth} |
by Frank James Ryan, Jr. on 5/28/2012 |
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COPPER CLOCKS...
copper clocks belching, miniature cities filled with white smoke, tattoes painted every where, and a slum lord waiting to sell his dope.big shiny cars
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by david gerardino on 5/28/2012 |
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THIS...Can Be Believed
THIS...
May one day, |
by Lawrence S. Pertillar on 5/28/2012 |
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Invisible gods whims
Ponderous, we travel curving lines
In ever widening circles, unknowing |
by Patti Masterman on 5/28/2012 |
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A Beating Soul
As I lie in bed
watching the curtains |
by Dave Alan Walker on 5/28/2012 |
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Books
Like the warmest breeze
Drifting on the cottage lake, |
by Rebecca Pyrah on 5/28/2012 |
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Impermanence
A building decays.
No one there to bid farewell, |
by Rebecca Pyrah on 5/28/2012 |
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Gonna make you scream
All the pain you caused me. Now I am gonna make you scream.
Im brake your heart, like you broke mine! It gonna hurt. |
by marie cochran on 5/28/2012 |
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one and only hero
Hey you wanna know who my hero really is;
Ok, ok let me tell you; |
by Darrick wiggins on 5/28/2012 |
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overcast
Sleep went before morning,
I, to every stared morning, off before. |
by jonathan Juarez on 5/28/2012 |
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Apologia Pro Poemate Meo
My poetry is not one which is meant to talk wrong about others
My words are not which are meant to put others in a dark light |
by Gabriel Gauci Maistre on 5/28/2012 |
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They're not one of us
ITS HOW YOU PRESENT YUOR MENTALLY ILL JUST TAKE YOUR BLOODY MEDICATION THAT WILL GIVE US SUCH A THRILL
YOUR GOING TO BE BETTER BUT BUT YOU'LL NEVER |
by Sheldon Carruthers on 5/28/2012 |
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Shayari Jhoot ka Palanda He (Urdu)
Dono hathoan mein thaamay betha hoon
apna sar ke he dard se bhaari |
by mazHur Butt on 5/28/2012 |
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Quiet Places
A quiet sleep in petals deep,
Sweet song of solitaire, |
by Joanna E. King on 5/28/2012 |