Joseph Tanner

Rookie - 118 Points (29/01/1982 / United Kingdom)

Joseph Tanner Poems

1. Mirror 6/10/2005
2. On A Plate 11/29/2005
3. War 5/31/2005
4. I Am A Dreamer 6/10/2005
5. Tattoo 5/22/2005
6. Unpredictability 11/21/2005
7. Six Colours 12/11/2005
8. Mirror, Mirror. 12/30/2005
9. Day Of Rest 12/30/2005
10. Restless Mind. 12/30/2005
11. Drink 12/30/2005
12. Spare Any Change? 1/8/2006
13. Love Hurts 1/8/2006
14. Memories 3/1/2006
15. Love 3/1/2006
16. London Bombed 3/27/2006
17. Gay Life 3/27/2006
18. A Lonely Place 4/13/2006
19. Sweep 5/22/2005
20. Wall 2/18/2005
21. Victim 2/18/2005
22. Shattered Glass 1/19/2005
23. Understanding 2/21/2005
24. Doors Opening 2/5/2005
25. Angels Night 2/11/2005
26. First Time 11/26/2005
27. Peter Pan 11/21/2005
28. Not The Same 11/21/2005
29. Not Your Way 11/21/2005
30. Looking At Boys 4/26/2006
31. Beauty Queen. 5/21/2006
32. The Barstard I Am 5/27/2006
33. Who Am I? 9/13/2006
34. Domestic Fear 9/13/2006
35. Silence 10/10/2006
36. Scarred By Love 11/19/2006
37. No Tears 12/12/2006
38. Fickle World 12/12/2006
39. Blair Out! 4/15/2007
40. In What A State? 8/18/2007

Comments about Joseph Tanner

  • Lare Austin (1/28/2005 7:28:00 PM)

    Hi Joe...I just read your poem, 'Wake Up'...very powerful...very good. Super.

    Lare Austin

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Best Poem of Joseph Tanner

Innocence

Innocence is pictured differently through many eyes,
Blinded by the sheer beauty of it.
Picture perfect Mona Lisa,
Hard to believe in such innocence.
Innocence can be found in a virgin,
Until the devil cracks his whip with lust and dirty pleasure,
That will be flushed away.
Can innocence be found in me?
After all the crimes I’ve committed?
Fallen for my guilty pleasure,
I’ve lies that I’m going to take to the grave.
I have racial views that I’m not proud of.
Innocence that is taken by sexuality,
My love for men cast a shadow over me by many ...

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Words That Hurt

Words can be a knife,
Stabbing at the soul,
Spreading through its victims like cancer.
Giving birth to hate so strong and pure.
A hate that can’t be cured with a simple sorry,
Hate that is with us till death.
Words can be so powerful,
Without thought,
Love is ended.

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