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Smoldering ashes of yesterday
Summer heat still burning deep
by mcw120588
38 lines, 13 comments,
on Jan 9 10:16 PM
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Bones creak
as if years sell wisdom without lubricant.
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by Namita
50 lines, 32 comments,
on Dec 31 8:00 AM 2007
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I wrap myself in your barky words, bruise myself
on stumble over rooty grab,
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AMERICA’S GOT A LOT OF BALLS
A Beach ball, so big bright and airy,
by islekine
87 lines, 22 comments,
on Aug 3 1:29 AM 2007
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spacing doesn't count
34 lines, 8 comments,
on Jun 26 9:37 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Contemporary, Dark, Abstract, My own style, Angst, Weird, Escape, Ev
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21 lines, 4 comments,
on Jun 22 11:11 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy, Angst, Pain, Spiritual, Weird, My own style, Abstract
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dead sea breezes / and emaciated iron skulls, / the pungent smell / of new life / buckling under / an August sky, / this decay / flavors th
37 lines, 7 comments,
on Jun 17 9:45 PM 2007. In Nature, Weird, My own style, Abstract, Death, Lost love, Hope, Dark, Fantasy
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Now its spread. / Sending shivers through my spine, / Each vertabrae tingling with broken promises / And lies to myself. / All I want to do
by KissMeImContagious
170 lines, 5 comments,
on Jun 14 8:24 PM 2007. In Angst, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Dark, GOD DAMMIT, Hurt, Anger
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Im only 8 so my eyes are quite small / I dont see very much as Im not that tall. / / But sometimes I think that I see more / Than grown-ups whos eyes are far up off the floor. / / I can see teeny creepy bugs run
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Open the door to the shadow room
One sweeping motion
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Seeing not red the Queen grew big
in desire and anger, \
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Written in blood on parchment,
Sealed with a kiss and burned alive.
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Lines etched on a page
each jagged edge unrehearsed
by Mozaic
31 lines, 27 comments,
on Sep 24 12:41 PM 2004. In Angst
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I lost my inspiration
so let me lay here dying
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the sounding of the crickets, played across the night.
Humming a gentle tune to the wolves cry.
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Descending upon the backs of demons,
blood raged eyes.
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Let the maids of summer play
Capering 'neath the opal moon
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Last night i dreamt it all away
the sleep repaired my thoughts,
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I saw your picture.
Your face distorted.
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The sky, with eyebrows lifted, softly sighed
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the catharasis of emotion into ink
staining the paper like a black mark on my record
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my mouth moves silently
i try to scream
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I taste the blood on my tongue
And love the ravaged place
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by Andu
18 lines, 10 comments,
on Jun 10 9:17 AM 2004. In Other
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the real me i am will only be seen by me
the real me came out - feelings made a mockery
by Jessa
24 lines, 24 comments,
on Jun 5 6:54 AM 2004. In Personal
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Make the minimum age for military service
sixty-five years old.
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Nurtured by hatred,
Intolerance; burning
by kvwriter
67 lines, 55 comments,
on Aug 2 11:14 AM 2003. In Hope
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the storm diminished long ago
and here i am on this burning ground
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I chided him for laughing,
involuntarily,
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she rests her head on my pillow,
and my favorite, warmest blanket about her shoulders
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I was bored in my modern poetry class at college, so I came up with this new format of poetry I call meditative ballad.
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she rests her head on my pillow,
and my favorite, warmest blanket about her shoulders
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I chided him for laughing,
involuntarily,
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the storm diminished long ago
and here i am on this burning ground
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Nurtured by hatred,
Intolerance; burning
by kvwriter
67 lines, 55 comments,
on Aug 2 11:14 AM 2003. In Hope
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Make the minimum age for military service
sixty-five years old.
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the real me i am will only be seen by me
the real me came out - feelings made a mockery
by Jessa
24 lines, 24 comments,
on Jun 5 6:54 AM 2004. In Personal
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by Andu
18 lines, 10 comments,
on Jun 10 9:17 AM 2004. In Other
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I taste the blood on my tongue
And love the ravaged place
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my mouth moves silently
i try to scream
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the catharasis of emotion into ink
staining the paper like a black mark on my record
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The sky, with eyebrows lifted, softly sighed
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I saw your picture.
Your face distorted.
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Last night i dreamt it all away
the sleep repaired my thoughts,
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Let the maids of summer play
Capering 'neath the opal moon
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Descending upon the backs of demons,
blood raged eyes.
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the sounding of the crickets, played across the night.
Humming a gentle tune to the wolves cry.
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I lost my inspiration
so let me lay here dying
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Lines etched on a page
each jagged edge unrehearsed
by Mozaic
31 lines, 27 comments,
on Sep 24 12:41 PM 2004. In Angst
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Written in blood on parchment,
Sealed with a kiss and burned alive.
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Seeing not red the Queen grew big
in desire and anger, \
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Open the door to the shadow room
One sweeping motion
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Im only 8 so my eyes are quite small / I dont see very much as Im not that tall. / / But sometimes I think that I see more / Than grown-ups whos eyes are far up off the floor. / / I can see teeny creepy bugs run
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Now its spread. / Sending shivers through my spine, / Each vertabrae tingling with broken promises / And lies to myself. / All I want to do
by KissMeImContagious
170 lines, 5 comments,
on Jun 14 8:24 PM 2007. In Angst, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Dark, GOD DAMMIT, Hurt, Anger
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dead sea breezes / and emaciated iron skulls, / the pungent smell / of new life / buckling under / an August sky, / this decay / flavors th
37 lines, 7 comments,
on Jun 17 9:45 PM 2007. In Nature, Weird, My own style, Abstract, Death, Lost love, Hope, Dark, Fantasy
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21 lines, 4 comments,
on Jun 22 11:11 AM 2007. In Contemporary, Dark, Fantasy, Angst, Pain, Spiritual, Weird, My own style, Abstract
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spacing doesn't count
34 lines, 8 comments,
on Jun 26 9:37 PM 2007. In Fantasy, Contemporary, Dark, Abstract, My own style, Angst, Weird, Escape, Ev
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AMERICA’S GOT A LOT OF BALLS
A Beach ball, so big bright and airy,
by islekine
87 lines, 22 comments,
on Aug 3 1:29 AM 2007
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I wrap myself in your barky words, bruise myself
on stumble over rooty grab,
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~
by Namita
50 lines, 32 comments,
on Dec 31 8:00 AM 2007
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Bones creak
as if years sell wisdom without lubricant.
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Smoldering ashes of yesterday
Summer heat still burning deep
by mcw120588
38 lines, 13 comments,
on Jan 9 10:16 PM
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25 lines, 1 comment,
on Jan 26 7:15 PM
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Ice crystals shine on
piercing thorns of winters' rose
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by Synthetic-Nightmare
17 lines, 8 comments,
on Jan 9 7:50 PM. In winter, personal, sad, ice, fantasy, thoughts, weird, imagery, nature
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Tree in frost, red to grey
Sky to snow, grey to white.
by munroe
10 lines, 5 comments,
on Jan 9 8:29 PM
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Look upward on lucid
winter nights—eternity arcs
by micol
23 lines, 2 comments,
on Jan 9 9:49 PM
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She walks the land
in her alabaster gown,
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The moon show's a silvery quiver
as jack frost wakes and give's a shiver
by maralisa
20 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 21 8:39 AM
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Ice glazed hills of snow,
The dark blanket begins to fade.
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It has been snowing here since late last night - just watching the snow slowly cover everything in white.
by My Nemesis
31 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 21 9:17 AM
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A broken tree that’s hanging low across the windless shore,
But a fraction of the once-proud trunk, that dwelt here before,
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Decimal point reflections
of pinprick poignancy.
by penman
33 lines, 2 comments,
on Feb 6 12:21 PM. In Other
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Rose what dost thou feel, Rose what dost thou need
Is it with loves' ambrosia thou dost bleed
by Mad Jack
31 lines, 3 comments,
on Mar 26 2:50 PM 2002. In Love
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you saw my face
but not my lips
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youre heart beats.
by EojRepus
46 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 17 1:43 PM
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