Posts tagged ‘poet’

February 2, 2018

#178 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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January 27, 2018

A poet through and through

by Jem Croucher

And now at last it’s quiet
Just the ticking of the clock
and the humming of the fridge
Little here for me to knock
So before I climb the stairs
and get the rest my body needs
My pen must get to paper
as some inspiration pleads

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January 23, 2018

On Missing You Too Soon

by HemmingPlay

I find myself imagining
how the differences will
play out…
The unfamiliar,
lengthening silences,
stretching into the dusk.
The way dust devils will
gather in corners, waiting
for something that
will never come.

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January 12, 2018

#159 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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January 10, 2018

Brilliant Light

by mkvecchitto

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No more living in shadow’s fury

 

Memory pulverized by delicate hands

reaching to hold times gone by

 

Once brilliant blooms fade as satin rosehips

crackle and burn over the sun’s relentless touch

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December 27, 2017

Snowflakes and Ashes*

by HemmingPlay

To this brief journey,

to this time-travel adventure,

to the utter absurdity of our

helpless leap into the future;

to all the surprises and the pain…

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December 22, 2017

An Ordinary Day

by HemmingPlay

She had wanted to
sell the house.
She thought
he’d go first
leaving her alone.

Everything happens
on an ordinary day.

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December 21, 2017

My Old Book of Poetry & Prose.

by Bipolar Opposites

Please, feel free to help an aspiring artist, writer, poet, and musician achieve his lifelong destiny for success. Thanks in advance. Kyle T. Dibert’s Book of Poetry

December 21, 2017

Poetic Junkies

by Bipolar Opposites

Original KYLE T. DIBERT, DECEMBER 20th, 2017:

…shooting up the veins of the heart city, – a hundred miles an hour – as a a good junkie does well, and I can tell, that, despite admiration, I am fated for hell & yet oh well I don’t mind where all the ground fell while I was staring up at you through this miraculous well, and you were bankrupt before you decided to sell, and at your coffin, coughing casualties at commiserating children kissing flowers, praying by the hour, to not tower thus so high that one falls and usurps vitality, – power which dwindles stale & dwindles thus more sour; as if in high

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December 17, 2017

Word resting

by Jem Croucher

4 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

The minutes tick by
the words keep on flowing
How long they’ll continue
there’s no way of knowing

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December 14, 2017

Poetry for Poets

by Jem Croucher

1 of 5 in the Jemverse ‘Poets’ series

Some words have nuance
others structure
which at point
or other juncture
appear to us through
inspiration
combining then
in aggregation

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December 14, 2017

#142 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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November 28, 2017

#126 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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November 27, 2017

#125 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

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November 22, 2017

HAIKU: I’M A LATE BLOOMER

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I’m a late bloomer

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November 22, 2017

#120 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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November 21, 2017

HAIKU: IT WILL BLOSSOM

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

I Will Write About

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November 20, 2017

Dream Vision

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

Pointed Fingers

Even when I’m asleep
I’m awake, producing things
inflammatory or illegal
to the spooks that would govern
our concepts of light.

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November 20, 2017

MEMORIES GONE ROGUE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

I keep secrets and memories
buried deeply in my heart
the ones I treasure most
locked away from my mind

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November 13, 2017

It Is Something To Have Been

by HemmingPlay
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“Karma,” New Orleans, Louisiana, USA. An impressive sculpture is located in the Sydney and Walda Besthoff Sculpture Garden, which is found at the New Orleans Museum of Art. It is made by Korean artist Do Ho Suh.

I am well past my 20s,
that golden time
when I only saw a little—and even that
with optimistic eyes.

I’m past the days of cheap
apartments with friends and wine and roaches,
lentils and rice for breakfast,
or leftover cold pizza.

I’m beyond learning of
war and death and pestilence.
The visitations of grief
have marked me, too.

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November 11, 2017

Endings

by HemmingPlay

It’s easy to see the beginnings of things,

not so easy to see the endings.

With eyes like cameras,

the silent guide

can tell you things

you will not believe.

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November 9, 2017

I Wanted

by HemmingPlay

I wanted to be Steve Jobs
I wanted to be Joni Mitchell
I wanted to be Leonard Cohen
I wanted to be Carl Sagan,
Bobby Kennedy.
I wanted to be that person,
the one they’ll say years from now,
“yeah, whatever happened to him?”
The way people do, about certain
Rare, shining talents, like Joni, or Steve,
Or Carl. Mystery
that can’t be explained.

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November 6, 2017

Big Dreams

by Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®

Day 2 photo

 

I do not dream
of going to LA,
New York City,
Hollywood
or any other
Metro of delusion.

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November 2, 2017

A PAINTER AT HEART

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

If you asked me what I do
I might give you some
variations on a theme
that would let you know
the label that best fits me
best in the eyes of others

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October 29, 2017

Rhymer

by Jem Croucher

A poem each day
which time after time
find words which together
fit well and then rhyme
It’s the art of the poet
a gift some would say
and something which I
publish here every day

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October 15, 2017

Migration

by mkvecchitto

intrigue verse thoreau quote

I see you. Mired in madness, struggling to be free, you search for a way out. Embrace this journey as those butterflies in your stomach feel more like carnivorous crabs piercing the pit of your soul. Sometimes we must descend into darkness. Sometimes we must view reality through a skewed lens to gain perspective. I see you. We belong to the same kind, the same tribe. And as you fight this battle, know when you reach the other side, Retrospect will reveal your inner beauty. Ride this river of time.

I’ll be there, waiting on the sandy shore.

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October 14, 2017

Jemverse

by Jem Croucher

And if I thought for a moment
that the words wouldn’t come
My pen laid to rest
and my writing days done
I would know then that life
had come to an end
and, bereft my abandon
like the loss of a friend

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October 10, 2017

CAVORTING WITH FOOLS

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm 

Cavorting with fools
like me
can be risky
for your future 

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