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Ode to New Orleans Wispy clouds tease across the night sky bringing with it a fine ... by E Lucas-Taylor |
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On that bleak and dreary September day My love was taken away Now all I have is the memory Of y ... by Carole Whang Schutter |
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-Out of the blue something, not quite sure what, picks up the pace. Rapidly. There’s this odd unfam ... by |
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I am a pitiful human being, Lord, With no more cause for pride than a rusty, o ... by Nathan E Huntley |
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I have always been drawn to this ancient land that thrives from the River Nile Always knowing to my ... by |
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What secrets do you hold beneath the surface of your waters? What tales untold of the fantasy ... by Cassie McNair |
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Little crow! Little crow! What do you know? What do you know? “Winter’s coming surely so the Sout ... by Cassie McNair |
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In the blossoms of her spring she wakes from winter’s hibernation. The warmth defrosts her icy lak ... by Cassie McNair |
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No one to say ‘I love you’. No one to show him care. No one seems to notice or acknowledge that h ... by Cassie McNair |
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A poem about passion. Thick impenetrable clouds Blocking every ray of light Sun Moon S ... by Blue Blue Sleighty |
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The words she spoke Were important To her The very articulation Of the terrible testimony ... by Blue Blue Sleighty |
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An Old Beat Up World Half; maybe more, of a lifetime gone, funny; even odd, one might say- Tha ... by |
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Tortured bodies leaving wasted sentiments struggle to meet. The silent prayer is ... by Dave English |
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Drip, drop, drip… My tear slowly falls down my cheek – Carrying the sadness from my heart. Slowly ... by Veronica E. Janczuk |
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I hear a soft beat rise from the horizon – Drums are creating a melody, The melody of the People. ... by Veronica E. Janczuk |
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It’s far late in the fall, And I dance among the colors, My gown of silver shing – Shining bright ... by Veronica E. Janczuk |
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National Anthem Moments of levity alleviate my malaise BUT--- daily our mentality is cage ... by Chad E. Lilly |
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Separations dark meander Perchance to walk in rays of light, Amongst friends I hold so dear, I ... by Paul Tonks |
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shhh come here just a little closer i have a secret to show you but you already knew that didn’ ... by Angie Ross |
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the dream did not end the way i imagined it started out quite different as well but life is such t ... by Angie Ross |
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nothing is greater than the anger held in the confines of a broken heart a wasted love foreve ... by Angie Ross |
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there he sits, sits and waits holding still for a twist of fate in a crowded room far away will h ... by Angie Ross |
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driving down the highway five hundred miles an hour in my mind but only ninety according to the da ... by Angie Ross |
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I HEAR THE CLOCK TICKING by Irvin L. Rozier The silence of the house was interrupted by a sou ... by Irvin L. Rozier |
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I couldn’t find a pillow. I would lean my head against yours. Suppose I couldn’t fall asleep. You ... by Alexa Clare Shoemaker |
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One star burns in the pale yellow sky. There are no garbage trucks with blinking lights, no childr ... by Alexa Clare Shoemaker |
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My mother shows me a picture of my father tending to a child in a hospital, nearly thirty years ag ... by Alexa Clare Shoemaker |
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My torment; all my pain and broken thoughts inside fractured brain. I’ll never be the same— ... by Melyssa G. Sprott |
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A blood red sun sears across the velvet sky melting the horizon in the dark behind my eyes. ... by Melyssa G. Sprott |
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The stimulating scent of the ink. The tantalizing texture of the paper. The fantastic feeling of ... by Catherine M MacDonald |
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Thoughts imprinted written words fly over the wires new connections ideas unfold stories b ... by Catherine M MacDonald |
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By many names I am known, Valfreyja, Sigrdrifa, Hildr,Gunnr and Reginleif are but a few. Long go ... by Catherine M MacDonald |
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Oh dragon of anguished anger, You destroy my mind invade my thoughts, And try to slaughter anyth ... by Catherine M MacDonald |
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Generation I see terror in green eyes, welling up with tears, And rage begins to rise, sudden, ... by Karena Andrusyshyn |
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GOLD: SLOWLY WITH THE SEA Long leagues from senility, Yo ... by Ronald Frederick Price |
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FATIGUE AND WISDOM We come to this ... by Ronald Frederick Price |
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DAYTON’S TEMPORARY BOND AND TV'S SCATTER GUN The first peace talks in my life, the first end-of ... by Ronald Frederick Price |
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SETTING AFLAME THE WORLD You can do anything in poetry ... by Ronald Frederick Price |
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SETTING AFLAME THE WORLD You can do anything in poetry ... by Ronald Frederick Price |
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Hers was the face in the mirror that hung in the dusty hall, with its broken frame and glass, ... by Christine Magee |
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I moved with her in her shadow, always running behind, keeping in perfect step with her mood, try ... by Christine Magee |
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The night is old and a yawning moon waits patiently for clandestine lovers to return to beds o ... by Christine Magee |
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There is one treasure, that is more valuable than silver or gold. Its worth increases each day, ... by rebecca b. reed |
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More often than not, its the winter that is paradoxical Its harsh, its bitter, its tormentin ... by Shwetal Pramod Kamalapurkar |
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The sun did shine all strong and still The wind did blow all harsh at its will The rain ... by Shwetal Pramod Kamalapurkar |
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Its the nature of the rain that the drop knew not Until on a day together two were caught W ... by Shwetal Pramod Kamalapurkar |
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Pearl Harbor Day ... by Irvin L. Rozier |
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The Watermelon Seed by Irvin L. Rozier (Email: iwcroga@aol.com) Today I planted a watermelon se ... by Irvin L. Rozier |
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Ode to the Rosebush by Irvin L. Rozier (Email: iwcroga@aol.com) The rose flower has such a wond ... by Irvin L. Rozier |
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