Posts tagged ‘blood’

November 3, 2018


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Hear The Rhythm
Of My Pulse Beating
Between My Ears
As I Tap, Tap, Tap The Keys

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March 13, 2018

Blood on their Hands

by pranabaxom

First published on on March 12, 2018

Behind the hearty laughter
Lurked depression sinister
As everyone looks for an answer
After the terrible disaster
What were the missed signs
Was this part of a design

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February 16, 2018


by thereluctantpoet



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November 6, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

How Long, Oh, How Long

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May 7, 2017

The Alchemist

by braveandrecklessblog

my past is a dark

ominous cave

that i mine

full of barbed wire

broken glass

rusty metal and

unexploded landmines

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April 8, 2017

I Cry in Hearts

by braveandrecklessblog

i cry in hearts

they fall into

my open palms

slipping gently between

my cupped fingers

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June 29, 2016

Blood One

by Renwick Berchild

Bloodworm of my heart you feed on
Bloodmeal, bloody meat, tarantulas whose bodies
Sing in whistles whilst they smoke and die.

As a mahogany seed you birthed into the bloodwood tree,
Your bloodline a thin, red ribbon, crossing over the moor.

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September 15, 2014

Blood: An Acrostic

by Emily Page

Bleeding out, pools of rich liquid, red.
Lying here on the floor, I am cold, I am broken.
Only I know what happened
Over here in the dark. Please
Don’t leave me alone now…

© Emily Page

November 26, 2013

The Blood

by beeseeker

The blood,

The hours

They spill

So quiet,

So quick.

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October 14, 2013


by willowdot21

Photo from Cow girl dairies

Drip, drip, drip warm wet release.

It oozes out of me

Painful frozen squeeze please.

Stop the bloody pain.

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February 4, 2013

Innocuous Knife

by Kerrie Ann Salsac

Grasping its hilt, gauging its weight; a knife.
Innocuous use or extinguish life?
Slicing and dicing through the skin and flesh,
carving and cleaving through the meat and bone.
Get your hands dirty in the oozing mess
discard of the pieces into the fire.
Grasping its hilt, gauging its weight; a knife.

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December 9, 2012

The Complexity of Death

by suicidallyanonymous

The nauseating consistence
of vertical chrome-lemon lines
racing my mind to the stoplight,
should’ve been proof enough
-a warning.

Jagged velvet-toned crystals
highlight cracks in asphalt
around white vignettes.


Looking down
through cracked spectacles
at despondencey:
I’m wishing that I too
could underline
the spiderwebbing blemish
of perfection;
the complexity of death…

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October 21, 2012

Poem: Always.

by Harry

You are always

in my heart

my reason for living

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September 12, 2012

The Girl with no Name.

by Jen Thompson


Heart strings taught,

Each finger strums a gut wrenching pang.

Voids are limitless,

Screams are deafening.

Black shadows crowd deserted hall ways.

My loneliness clings to every surface.

I’m drowning in my own pool of doubt.

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July 21, 2012

pretending — poem

by billgncs

sometimes, I still remember….

She pretended that she loved me
We both pretended that we cared
Ignored the subtle truth by daylight
There was little that we shared

I wrote of fire and passion
She responded with her dares
She modeled flesh and blood and fashion
Yet we found scant comfort there

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June 23, 2012


by Author

So i decided to not wear my
heart on my sleeve again.

You taught me that lesson,
the hard way.

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