Posts tagged ‘writing’

December 11, 2017

Seamless Tapestry

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry
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PT Cruisers fuse
through time
the now El Caminos
pullin’ through casinos
valets sort those wooden panels
into tidy lines
Licking gas pump handles
like supermodels
crossing divided highways
on wings
prayers
gas fumes

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December 11, 2017

Soldiers

by A. Marie

And he blows his head open, because he is in the army; he does not
want to go back. He makes it clear.

I was his friend, when he was alive and in high school.
I am his friend again, now that he is gone and fading.

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December 10, 2017

I’ve A Friend Called Firefly

by A. Marie

I’ve a friend I call Firefly, for reasons I’ve explained,
and we take nightly walks together,
but mostly in dreams.

We wax and wane the philosophical, two cerebral beetles
stepping lively over the cobblestone,
making deliberation of the gods of Serendipity, Accident, Judgement,
lifting up our hands to brush the coniferous needles
pushed to their limits by the cold autumn
now wintered.

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December 7, 2017

That feeling…

by Harry

Submitted by The Raven’s Desk

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Haunts us in our memories.

Chases us in our dreams.

It’s everywhere around us.

Like a loaded weapon,

….It fires.

We scream.

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December 6, 2017

Lunar Sea

by A. Marie

So are the seas, bright even in this darkness,
Bright like eyes, who’ve not succumb to death,
With lights still inside, peering from the soul;
This is the ocean, and I linger by her, a ghost.

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November 27, 2017

That feeling…

by Harry

Submitted by The Raven’s Desk

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Haunts us in our memories.

Chases us in our dreams.

It’s everywhere around us.

Like a loaded weapon,

….It fires.

We scream.

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November 25, 2017

Your intangible presence..

by Sandeep

I don’t have you anymore,
But, what does that even mean?
I have lost your physical presence,
In that, your ‘form’ no more exists,
As it once did.
But, were you form alone?
Or, was there more of you?
May be that which they call ‘spirit’?

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November 25, 2017

The Pendulum..

by Sandeep

From this extreme
To that
The pendulum swings.

It may seem that
The pendulum stops only at extemes,
But, it’s a fallacy.
The stops are many.
The time at each stop
Outside the extremes
Is only shorter and imperceptible.

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November 24, 2017

To Neil Armstrong

by Harry

Submitted by Peter M Burns
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Hold your tongue and dry your eyes.
Like a butterfly being on Venus,
There’s no sense in asking why.
Best getting on with it,
Just give it a try
Cause there’ll be room on the Moon
When our Earth runs dry.

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November 21, 2017

‘Shadows of reality ‘

by Harry

Submitted by Ratnendra Chauhan

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Too afraid to walk down there
With the shadows of self doubts following,
I close my eyes and world drops dead

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November 21, 2017

Wait till you see the whites of their eyes

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry

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Will i be a better man than my father
who cheated on my mother 8 times
sending letters
leaving women in Florida crying
where his motorcycle was parked
and the grass had died
visit me and my brother
once a month in
VW’s
Chevrolet’s
throw some money at us

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November 18, 2017

“A warm smile is one beyond compare”

by Harry

Submitted by zaroffpoetry

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Can i count on you to call me home
black sparrow

you don’t really know someone until you make their toes curl

pulling their head back
with hair
Cumming in them
biting their
tender
bottom lip
tasting their saliva
while they quiver
around your epidermis

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November 18, 2017

Between Us

by Harry

Submitted by Christine Magee

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I need you now
yet the air between us
is so crammed with silence
that my words
cannot find their way
to your ears
we cannot kiss
with a moon separating us

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November 16, 2017

The Gift

by Harry

Submitted by Claire Carroll
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The gift my parents accepted on my behalf
was a gift not of my choosing

The gift, a result of years of indoctrination
Was a gift worth losing.

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November 16, 2017

November Day

by Harry

Peter M Burns
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November Day.
No worries:
Just shoot the breeze
In convivial companionship with
Autumnal liberated leaves
Protecting scavenging hungry mice
From mouths that seek to feed upon them
As they scurry to and fro.

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November 14, 2017

Poppies

by Harry

Submitted by Christine Magee

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I moved with her in her shadow,
always running behind,
keeping in perfect step with her mood
and trying to usher her out into daylight
so that I could gather poppies in the sun.
If I succeeded, I was invited to dance
and we’d twirl round and around.
I’d throw back my head
as I burst into her laughter,
weaving in and out of her displeasure
and leaping onto the pages of her good books.

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November 14, 2017

Five for Fall

by Harry

Submitted by wayne scheer

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Autumn
Nature’s piñata
Leaves scattered like candy.

Autumn
Jackson Pollack dabbing colour
On a drab canvas.

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November 14, 2017

Change of Seasons; Change of Heart

by Harry

Submitted by Adrian King

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With the falling leaves
Did his ambitions reign high
But end soon appeared.

Down came silent snow.
Christmas season had arrived
Yet gifts brought no joy.

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November 8, 2017

Galaxy

by jaybluepoems

Artist's concept of exoplanet orbiting Fomalhaut

Be still sweet love, my heart be thine,
yet in this breaking moment trips,
for here suspended ‘midst the stars
are hidden dreams in furrowed rifts.

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November 7, 2017

Wasted Potential

by Harry

Submitted by Tom Higgins
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He worked for years
And he worked very hard
He went to the clock
And he punched his card.
He sold his life
By the hour
To the guy
In the Ivory tower.
Then came the day
When he could see
The way that life
Was meant to be.

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November 7, 2017

BLAZING FLIGHT

by Harry

Submitted by Joanna M. Weston

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the phoenix lies
in feathered ashes
swallows embers
that light her throat
with weary flame

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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 5, 2017

A Small Note

by Venkat

Hi Esteemed poets/friends/readers,

As a long time contributor here, I would like to share the launch of my site on learning Good English Usage. I would like to extend it to include creative writing in future – for the larger benefit of those keen to enhance their writing skills.

Besides writing poetry, I teach as well. Your recommendations / suggestions are welcome. Thanks.

Visit: englishwithvenkat.com

(A WordPress website)

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November 3, 2017

roadland

by Harry

Submitted by riverzeal

Website: http://mudlines.wordpress.com

I met a man the other day
He said his name was Hemingway
Just another soul to stray
To try to read and stack away

I once worked as a servant
Nervous weren’t working merchants
So I quit and fell earnest hungry
Introverted in, in, into the current

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October 31, 2017

The Ink Is Dry

by Harry

Submitted by Peter M Burns
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The ink is dry,
Absorbed,
Into the arid desert of the page
Creating mirages of muddled thought
As a drought of imagery shrinks,
Stains the cavities of the brain.
Blinded blankness cannot navigate
This desolate terrain,
Where words escape
Singularly or collectively.
Each struggles to imprint,
In vain.
Time refills in lettered surges
That flow across the vastness
Of the paper plains
To fertile lines
Ploughed by pen in fields of rhyme
To ripen into dreams that mice
And men can read and follow,
When the ink flows.

October 31, 2017

#98 POETRY =

by thereluctantpoet

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Poetry =

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October 30, 2017

One Fine Evening

by Harry

Submitted by Sachini Pramodya

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The words spoken
In a busy city
Among busy crowd
In a crowded bus
Now and then
In fine evenings

One evening
when the sky is heavy
with rain clouds
YOU approached me.
It started pouring

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October 28, 2017

like a diamond the depth

by Harry

Submitted by: patricia

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clay aiken your soul
is like a diamond the depth
I can see when darkness
comes your soul shines bright

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