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She sits on her porch, on the old swing,
twiddling her thumbs, its not a pretty thing. -
She practices dancing with herself,the club is just to loud and noisy.
Dancing for dollars is her passion, making the businessmen want her -
Drifting along the stream of consciousness,
malachite wings unfurled, looking for the answer. -
Subconcious streams of thought, a fantasy, something to strive for.
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Bloodied hands, hollow heart,
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There is serenity in silence,
thoughts turn inward, -
I didn't use to think I could do anything right and I couldn't. Then I gave it all over to God, suddenly my whole world changed.
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Talk of suicide, I pulled her aside,
chatted for hours, an emotional ride. -
Children die every day,
from preventable sickness, -
The depth of your eyes speaks of worlds unexplored,
a love unshared, a heart bound, a shackled soul. -
Her loving light watches over the land, healing natures hurts with a compassionate hand.
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Bowed beauty, reaching for the sky, hit by lightning, carved with knives.
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The land swollen,
passion has led to fertility. -
Another day of work is done, perched upon the wall.
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Fragile wings spread to the suns shining rays,
collecting sun, like an empty heart collects love. -
A precious dove I spied today, freckles and a smile, I asked if she would sit with me, for a little while.
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Barbed wire and buckshot await over the rise,
our hearts yearning for the free open skies. -
It stands in disrepair, the old grain mill,
used to have wagons waiting, to get their fill. -
Little Angel sitting on your pedestal.
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Waves crash upon the shore, like the trials beating on our lives.
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Appearing out of nowhere, beauty personified,
mind, soul and heart, she will give you a ride. -
So you had a bad day, nothing going your way.
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Back turned
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I speak... nothing is heard
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The cemetery is a lonely place to lay,
buzzards and worms are no real fun.16 lines, 5 comments, on May 23 12:42 AM 2008. In Contest, Picture Prompt, Rondel, Form poetry, Humor
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Delineated by boundaries not of my making,
fractured mirrored image, a bit out of skew. -
A winters day, the children play,
tossing snowballs the size of apples.12 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 30 4:12 AM 2008. In Contest
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Staring at a blank page
unlit cigarette hanging -
Lord, I pray that you spare that young girls life,
I know that I have not been the most devout of your followers. -
Inspiration is sometimes hard to find,
a cotton stuffing seems to fill my mind. -
When there is no one left to listen,
a blank page is our solace. -
And the sun sets on an east/west romance.
Neither side allowed to meet, -
Tangled thoughts clarified with words
sometime exuberant at others sad -
The old chapter closes on a well read book,
with hope, faith, we pray for a welcome change. -
Another night at the end of the bar,
same old faces stare at flickering screens. -
Dreams flew through a broken window of opportunity,
ground into sand, mixing with the broken shards. -
Walked in in a rush
left PA. half an hour late59 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 8 4:04 AM -
They said it couldn't be done,
and then I took her hand. -
Random thoughts late at night.
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The other side of life, so seductive, so sweet,
to drown in indulgence, no matter the cost. -
I glance anon at yonder lass,
so beauteous to these old eyes. -
Walking down the street in the pouring rain,
just to kill time, no one to go home to. -
Sky filled with gold and orange's and yellow,
high silver-blue clouds, slowly dancing by. -
Pregnant with new life, married to the Earth,
we treat her so badly every day. -
Desirous delusions of grandeur
fickle fate tickles the dream -
These gnarled old hands have done much labor,
calloused and scarred, knuckle joints aching. -
He walked down the street, hands in pockets,
cloudless sunny day, whistle on his lips. -
Sunshine
oppressive heat10 lines, 5 comments, on May 13 2:33 PM. In Contest, Rictameter, Form Poetry, Life, Thoughts, Happiness, Family
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Blinded by home taught ignorance and lies,
biased against different colors or creeds. -
Seems I'm a poet, go figure,
never would have believed it true, -
Two pieces of wood, a symbol of pain,
and a love so great it caused His death. -
She hides her girl next door face,
under makeup's concealing mask. -
Some might say that in this game we play,
that the winners always break all the rules. -
Just an amature poet who speaks of life,
not a great one but one you can understand. -
21. Write me something using this phrase in the entry/as inspiration: "My parents said I could be anything. So, I became a _____" (you may
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There was a time,
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We take our first breath
only to start to die
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