Posts tagged ‘poetry corner’

April 16, 2017


by markfahmy


If you only knew
the amount of pain
that runs deeply through
my every vein
and into my heart
shaking my soul
tearing me apart

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March 6, 2017

Tough Victory

by scatterednotebooks

I’m draggin my feet all the way home
I’m stalked by defeat and I’ll suffer alone.

There’s rain on the window, or’s the rain on my face?

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February 15, 2017

My Valentine

by The Showers of Blessing

Poetry challenge: Valentines poem.

(Ceramic piece painted by Miriam Hurdle)

It was serendipity that we met.

Summer had not stated yet, but

It was the final week of school.

I decided to go to

This group met at home.

We chatted, we snacked.

You asked what I did for fun,

I smiled, didn’t answer the question.

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February 11, 2017


by helenmidgley



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January 27, 2017


by helenmidgley


January 1, 2017

Its here

by Harry

Poetry challenge: new year poem.

2017 bounced in

2016 slithered out

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November 24, 2016

The Pause

by HemmingPlay
© 2014

©Hemmingplay 2014

It has just struck me that I have left my old house
But have forgotten where the new one is.
Let me stand here for a moment,
Have a drink and pet the dog. Maybe

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November 20, 2016


by helenmidgley


November 18, 2016


by helenmidgley


November 13, 2016

Not Always

by helenmidgley


October 31, 2016

Scary? No Thanks!

by J L Hunt




Spooky, scary, howlingBOO!

Smoky, darkness?…Nope, not on my list of ‘To do’s’

Things that fright,

And goes bump in the night…

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October 15, 2016

Paint Your Canvas

by helenmidgley


September 30, 2016


by markfahmy


Mirrors reflect
what we wish to see
Mirrors tell
of other people we’re dying to be

Mirrors speak
what we’d like to hear
Mirrors hide
what we want to see disappear

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July 16, 2016

Another Chemistry Lesson Limerick

by Joel Kravitz

I’ve read a lot of online dating profiles. They fascinate me. To my naked eye, there are two things that women are looking for in a man – chemistry and an income greater than $100.000.00. I have to admit that would be a nice two team parlay.

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September 2, 2015

A Few Horseracing Limericks

by Joel Kravitz


I love horseracing. I especially love horseracing at Del Mar in San Diego, where “The Turf hits the Surf” and its always “As Cool As Ever.” The picture is the view from my favorite bench in the paddock after the horses have gone to the track. It gets a little crowded when they are on display.

Everything about horseracing at Del Mar is cool. First, the horseracing – the horses are great athletes who try hard, the jockeys are fearless competitors weighing around 100 lbs. on top of a 1200 lb. animal going 40 MPH. The excitement of the races is real and there is athletic drama unfolding right in front of you which can be greatly heightened with gambling action. I like the action. I am not a big gambler and I limit myself, but I have to say, it’s always a rush to cash a winning ticket.

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February 26, 2015

shore of silence

by Harry

Submitted by Taraneh Javanbakht

Grumbled again the tired wave of travel
in the charm of being in love with the
shore of silence. The reminiscences of
slavery were the bitter mysteries of its
seclusion. Finally in freedom it intended
not to like except the sad melodies. It
addressed the thirsty soil with its clamour:

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February 17, 2015

My House is Colorful

by Colly

many basic colors

clip-art photo

This boy keeps his room neat and tidy.

Can you spot things that are orange?

An orange ball.  A, round, orange pencil sharpener.

An orange pencil.

An orange stuffed chair.  Orange Lego blocks.

Oh, so orange!

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January 23, 2015


by dokurtybitz

My electronic addiction
Pales before
The subservience
Of those around me

November 10, 2014


by CW

It is scary to lose sight,
of things that is right.
And when mistakes and sorrows bite,
one will land in a sad plight.
It might cause one to lose that light,

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October 11, 2014

If Only

by Aakansha

It was a fine Monday afternoon,

And could have been for years,

If only you would’ve listened,

To all my strengths and fears.


What amazes me is how,

You never really tried as hard,

As I did to make you stay,

While I took a step forward,

You took two steps away.

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July 10, 2014


by Peter Notehelfer

I’ve thought

To give up poetry

Since my poor poems

Hold neither lilt nor rhyme

Their cadence far less ordered

Than horse hoofs clicking

Upon a cobbled street

In a distant place

Another time 

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June 3, 2014

Senryu Sonata … (Erotica) June 3, 2014

by Bastet

Lake Garda

passion,  fever raises
your naked body provokes
I touch your hand

moving in rhythm
the inner beat of our hearts
first movement written

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May 22, 2014

The Wanderer,

by CW

There is a place I want to go,
somewhere myself do not know.
Just wandering down the street,
and see where the roads meet.
Walking without any help of map,
telling myself maybe just another lap.

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August 11, 2013


by Morgan

Where there is an Abundance of words
There is an Abundance of Love.
And where there is an Abundance of Love
There exists Endless Possibility.

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March 27, 2013

To See How High They Can Fly

by russtowne

Sometimes words start forming in my head
And that can be a good place to start
But I’m happier with what I write
When words start flowing from my heart

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November 11, 2012

failure – poem

by billgncs

Is it worth it, even if we fail?

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July 13, 2012


by Devina


Life, it comes

And it goes

Like the ever changing tides

Washing on the sandy shores


Moments of rage

Of choppy currents

Moments of profound peace

Calm waters and gentle sprays

In the golden sunlight


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July 9, 2012

nymph — poem

by billgncs

A nymph is one of the small insects that hatch and drive the trout in mountain streams into a feeding frenzy, but it has other definitions:

Nymph alluring, I think of you
in field and stream, beneath Wyoming sunset
flowing water, cold, glacier fed
where pools seem quiet and unmoving

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