Posts tagged ‘poets corner’

July 20, 2018

Cynical is the city’s

by Harry

 Submitted by Timmy the Scribbler

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widest, brightest, boulevard;
not a smudge, nor a gouge to be found
and strong drinks are often on the houses
on the condition the existence
of the secret suction machine
is kept mum by whosoever partakes,

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July 20, 2018

Third party-

by Harry

Submitted by Meg eliza

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Another slam poem about love right,
But the thing ill never understand is the way that your hand;
Can fit so perfectly into another’s.
that happiness is monumental but so momentary.
I don’t know maybe it’s just me or my inability to see the cracks and creases in the broken pieces of your smile.

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July 18, 2018

“Copper 2”

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry

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Smells like parvo beagles

birthday money tests

bleeding from the eyes

beat up bookshelves on dressers

learning to put down live animals so they won’t suffer

life is a hard lesson

rocks in your throat

soft green green moss

so we grow to greater heights than before

and the kettle whistles

weighing down our clouds

as slingshots

just before launch

July 18, 2018

Tropical Dream

by Harry

Submitted by thaharbor

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I awake to waves colliding into bleached sands as they sizzle across the seemingly-endless coastline

Waves that are a deep blue, yet also transparent; waters that appear to be pure, but are found to be brine

Its spray weaves within the wind, a mist that grazes over the beach and onto the tops of my exposed feet

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July 12, 2018

Dear Readers and Fellow Writers…

by HemmingPlay

A gentle reminder for July’s sales (going gangbusters!.. probably): if you meant to get a copy of “Snowflakes & Ashes….” and haven’t yet, it’s available through several channels, including  Barnes and Noble. (Links to US stores below, but searchable internationally.)

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July 12, 2018

Intuition

by Alanna

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It’s there

Sometimes buried under piles of laundry

Or dirty dishes

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July 10, 2018

‘The World is My Canvas’

by Harry

Submitted by Priyanjali Gupta

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I open my eyes
With a purpose in my mind,
Life on it’s curvy path
It’s actually quite one-of-a- kind.
The lofty mountains,
The oceans so wide.
Browns and blues,
A palette so myriad.

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July 10, 2018

The more I long, the more I fade…

by cmapillay

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“The last time I felt alive – I was looking into your eyes.
Breathing your air…. touching your skin…
… Saying goodbye….
The last time I felt alive…. I was dying.”

– Ranata Suzuki

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July 9, 2018

Our Goodbye

by Harry

Submitted by JPhantom

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I’m sitting across from a person who knows everything about me, but they feel like such a stranger
And we’re just looking into each other’s eyes, for they tell our story more than words could muster
A story that has succumb to the winds of a cold world, as frost it bites and gnaws at our weary souls

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July 7, 2018

static

by Harry

Submitted by meg eliza
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static
I love you
he said softly
I could hear
only the static
behind his words
the crinkling of
a food wrapper
the running water
the shuffling feet
whatever I heard
was only just
static

July 5, 2018

I never felt comfortable in my own skin

by Harry

Submitted by meg eliza

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I never felt comfortable in my own skin. But more that I never felt like my skin belonged to me. I always looked at myself as a vessel. A place that gets me from point A to B like I occupy it more than own it, I’m just renting here. It blows my mind that people don’t feel that way. I remember when I got my first tattoo and it was the first time in my entire life I felt that I owned my body.

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July 5, 2018

Laugh and the World laughs with you

by Harry

Submitted by  Tom Stodulka

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Keep that grin on your chin and you’ll be right mate.
Said to me the other day by an old timer who, passing by, has seen a thing or two in a long life.
Keep smiling – I think my Dad said that on many an occasion.
Laugh and the world laughs with you.

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July 4, 2018

CELEBRATION AND REMEMBERING

by thereluctantpoet

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By Charles Robert Lindholm

The Fourth Of July
Is A Special Day
A Day Of Celebration
And Remembering

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July 1, 2018

Grey Zone

by Alanna

There is a space

Between endings and beginnings

A quiet valley

Full of swirling grey mist

All sense of direction

Lost

 

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June 29, 2018

To busy to think

by Harry

Submitted by Kevin Hanbury

To busy to think
To busy to blink
To busy to like the next Facebook link.

To busy to see the beggar in the seat
To busy to see the big issue seller in front of there feet.
You don’t even see the woman given out free treats .

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June 29, 2018

“Uncontrolled burning leaves soot

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry

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“Uncontrolled burning leaves soot,
the price of life varies during the summer and winter months”

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June 28, 2018

Slender Thread

by HemmingPlay

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Different time zones

different continents

different days,

some days….

Different morn and night

hard to tell sometimes…

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June 27, 2018

Karma

by newrana

Newton Ranaweera

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Fools say it’s our karma,
An unforeseen dharma
We two, nocturnal lovers,
Feast with bats, cats and owls
that succumb to this dharma.

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June 27, 2018

Meeting

by newrana

Newton Ranaweera

moon-night

Through the tree tops
Moon peeped,
tiptoed
to a window,
knocked softly
and hushed
to keep his promise.

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June 27, 2018

LEAVE IT UNSPOKEN – REPRISE

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Some things are hard to say
filled with deep emotions
and feelings
that are aching
in your heart

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June 24, 2018

“I Wish”

by Harry

Submitted by Priyanjali Gupta
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All I ever wished for was a little wish to be happy. But now I wish that I might have well wished for another wish.
Because over the growing up years, through the childhood, the adolescent and the youth, the meaning of happiness has changed so many hands that I have lost count.

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June 22, 2018

The Sniper

by Harry

Submitted by Peter M Burns

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The sniper is back!
Never really went away I suppose.
Think its time to turn what
He’s firing and causing trouble
Into soapy all enclosing bubbles.

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June 22, 2018

Just another break up letter

by Harry

Submitted by Katt

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I love you and I tell everyone you’re just a guy from the past and they really shouldn’t worry about you trying to break my heart all over again because I’m over you.
Over you. I mean I am over you till I see you and remember everything else you did right before you decided to do what you used to see your father do on your mother, slap me across the face. Yes my love I believe you when you say you were just joking but if you joke like that imagine how you get when you are seriously mad.

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June 19, 2018

To busy to think

by Harry

Submitted by Kevin Hanbury
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To busy to think
To busy to blink
To busy to like the next Facebook link.

To busy to see the beggar in the seat
To busy to see the big issue seller in front of there feet.
You don’t even see the woman given out free treats .

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June 19, 2018

The Hours Between

by jaybluepoems

Until We Meet Again

The hours in between the seconds freeze a life in coy suspense,
drifting softly heaps of heart and soul across the present tense,
passing in a standstill,
bowing to the better wind,
denying temporal whispers spinning dreams of time and space again…

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June 18, 2018

The Grey

by Harry

Submitted by Tarmin N. Melgif

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Look upon this life,
The bottle on the shelf
It’s label, it is faded
The contents ageing, old.

Time forgotten flavour,
Of last years tasteless muse
To suckle on the nectar
Is the infecting of abuse.

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June 18, 2018

Anxiety

by Harry

Submitted by Alyssa van Loggerenberg

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I am apologetic.
To all those who I have judged.

It snuck upon me and made me shiver from limb to limb.
It made my muscle reject my skin.
It created a Title Wave throughout my mind swooshing braking the barrier of my eyes.

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June 18, 2018

The Letters I Wrote

by Alanna

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The letters I wrote

were long-winded affairs

often written over a span

of several days

 

The letters I wrote

Documented the life of a young woman

Creating her own story

Capturing her memories through

Eyes of naivety and wonder

 

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