Poetry
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- Written by: gatheredsouls13
- Category: Poetry
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do i see what i truly see or is it my eyes that decieve
this blessing thus blessed upon me
in my waking hour i rise
i see the same vixen from my dreams
is there such trickery
or in her eyes does thy also see me
flawless eyes my sight recives
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Corn shucks chip away at the dirt of her half torn planked floor
The ice box sits on the dirt of her food stock that is alive no more
Her words drink of fields in small dry syllables for the poor
With corn cracked flesh fingers lingering over thoughts strummed to long
In the wryness of her day as her life pulls away singing old farmer songs
Here, dirt is the only true earth and the king cause for dying
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- Written by: musicara49
- Category: Poetry
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Yesterday Jimbo was killed.
He slid into heaven dirty and bruised like it was home plate.
That man lived and loved with intention.
When you've been through hell and back again
and meet someone who's done the same
a bond is easily formed
though few words need be exchanged.
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- Written by: tzett1
- Category: Poetry
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I see through
a geometric looking
glass of spinning
flora, triangles alike.
A door frame, portal
beyond, resovoir of
fleeting shape shifters.
I am left to reflect,
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- Written by: tzett1
- Category: Poetry
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Perceptual antiquities tend to disturb me
Forever decent was the thread that held my
Silver thoughts together
Forever decent was my mind
But that was several days ago, and I've
No way home
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- Written by: wickedwahine_69
- Category: Poetry
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Oh little salamander,
How I loved you so,
Light, light green with one red spot,
I will miss you now, you know,
I saw you lying dead in the driveway,
Rotting on the ground,
No more peeking out from in the bushes,
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Walking picket sticks of Arlington alongside the killing dead
Ponder does include me why the skies are not bleeding red
Her white chain fence growing up from fertile ground
Blackground crow sergeants warn against me hanging around
For she has her way of measuring and filing away young men
In six foot directions receiving soldiers fighting for her skin
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Into the minds they go
Literary poets with naked cloths
Wordy little hoe’s with books and bows
Pulitzers carried in pedagogical sack
A slice above Webster’s new world
Be they lonely men or genius grown girls
Mining the silt within our cloud
Milking words that scream out loud
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- Written by: Vangoman/ Dan Van Fleet
- Category: Poetry
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Why must the heart
Beat me so
This soft desirable criminal,
Sentenced to
Solitary confinement
In quivering quiet refinement,
You alone ravish
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- Written by: wickedwahine_69
- Category: Poetry
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Lately I have been coloring outside the lines,
My waxy elementary emotions bleeding into one another,
Like crayons with flat dull surfaces,
That threaten to divot inward,
Because my bitten fingernails are unable to tear back the paper that labels them,
Marking my simple feelings,
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- Written by: wickedwahine_69
- Category: Poetry
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Blink blink blink,
The cursor looks back at me,
And as I think of giving up writing,
Because my words look stupid and inadequate,
I sit here crying, broken and broken hearted,
Goodbye words,
Goodbye.
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- Written by: grunfruaorshell
- Category: Poetry
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He gathered up the points
as they fell from the sky.
Each bit cut
and made him bleed
Like secrets too quickly swallowed.
Then he placed his grotesque love
down at her feet
where she would not look.
