Posts tagged ‘fight’

May 5, 2019

Chalk Bones

by Anita Lubesh

chalk bones whips blush poem

My cheeks inherited
these whispered blushes.
Above them sits one jewel
in the traverse
of my brow’s flesh,
a stream of teardrops,
permanently nestle
in the body of my face –

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July 3, 2018

I’m here now

by carareevablog

I’m sorry I wasn’t there

To catch you when you fell,

I’m sorry I wasn’t there

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September 14, 2017


by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

cheap shots
hitting below the belt
unfair fighting
in an effort to win

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May 6, 2017


by Frank Hubeny

While algae’s greening in the swamp
And ogres in the forest romp,
The villagers would have a dance,
A masquerade, and take a chance
Some ogre with a fairy might
Pretend to waltz then start a fight.

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January 14, 2017

Such a Tiny Thing

by Anita Lubesh


Sing little bird,
fly overhead,
rest in the trees’
wavering breeze.
Lift the curtain high at dawn
let the flickering candles yawn.

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December 18, 2016

Robin in the fig tree

by The Cheesesellers Wife


What are the words?
Bright, cheery red, bob-bob-bobbing?
My Robin has read Ted Hughes
He pulls worms fighting from the stiff soil
Terrorises chickens, birds a hundred times his size

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October 31, 2016

Are You Afraid of the Dark?

by Nick Anthony

To those who fight the monsters
That lurk beneath the bed,
Who feign the fear of what they hear
In dark, they dare to tread.

They brave the creaking floorboards,
the attics full of bats,
Descend the flight of dim-lit stairs,
To dank dark dens of rats.

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February 24, 2016

Bare Knuckle

by Dave


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November 4, 2015

Those Little Men

by Venkat


You make the moon
As you should
And I make the stars
As I should

In doing so
We behold the same night
With our backs on the same grass

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March 8, 2015


by Lakshmi

and i’ve had just about enough

of men turning their faces in the street
leers and grins stamped onto their
carnivorous faces

of crowded buses where they jab themselves
at my body like rusting knives; hurt before
still hurts

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October 20, 2014

The Awakening

by Venkat


in a fresh wound
inflicted upon
by the dagger
of human emotions

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June 30, 2013

Love Play

by Apurva

You are my unfinished thoughts,

My half-hearted jots,

My nervous self doubts,

My sleepless bouts.

Don’t you smile

that crooked smile,

& tease me

while my blood boils,

Let me unleash

the fury I’ve got,

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