Acrostics, pyramid clarity, rondels, free verse.
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A boy pays a hooker for a single night
In the middle of New Mexico.28 lines, 11 comments, on Mar 10 6:16 PM 2005. In Dark, Contemporary -
And for that, I want to dissolve into a puddle of blood
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Spreading like butter
Pouring sunlight into cracks on the street16 lines, 5 comments, on Apr 5 12:22 PM 2005. In Nature -
I look at myself in that mirror everyday
I only see me -
As I was walking
Back to my other home -
O'Christmas tree
A chameleon among the gifts27 lines, 2 comments, on Dec 6 9:11 PM 2004. In Other -
6 lines, 11 comments, on Jan 14 2:01 PM 2005. In Dark
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(The prewrite)
Conflicts that shock the average human being -
She was such a pretty girl
Tall and trim with perfect curves -
I see the birth of angels in your eyes
And I feel the satin-soft comfort in your life19 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 17 8:38 PM 2004. In Personal -
Blood-stained teeth
Razors grazing my skull -
6 lines, 4 comments, on Feb 25 12:22 PM 2005. In Nature
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Another apple picking day for you
As you climb my branches and strip them clean20 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 25 2:09 PM 2005. In Nature -
Today, I dressed you up in white and plaid
And tonight, Edward, I will lay you down -
You’ve been buried in snowballs
Growing old and ill while they fight -
I haven’t seen Spring in three months
Nor have I seen the ground -
My mother is a basketful of nervous breakdowns
My brother is God’s apprentice or so he thinks32 lines, 3 comments, on Mar 5 8:55 PM 2005. In Personal, Contemporary -
He dropped me on his bed
And made me swear -
Another week for spring cleaning
Another seven days to wash out my worries33 lines, 5 comments, on Mar 5 2:33 PM 2005. In Personal, Contemporary -
Scissors or tweezers
What shall torture me today? -
Your fingers are worn like parchment
Your lips are dried mud33 lines, 4 comments, on Mar 4 3:36 PM 2005. In Personal, Contemporary -
Call it anything but perfect poetry
Because there is no such thing -
Tonight, I will raise my glass
Say a prayer for those who were lost -
It’s celebration
Just a celebration of your birth41 lines, 1 comment, on Mar 10 12:14 PM 2005. In Personal, Contemporary -
She left with the tide
While I stared at her photograph -
In a field of gold and wheat,
Her eyes only picture darkness28 lines, 5 comments, on Mar 9 12:40 PM 2005. In Nature, Contemporary -
I’m the carrier of crosses
They’re stuck on my back
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