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Poems by Harleqyn, by newest first

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  • The Pot
    The bubbles rose silent.
    Perfect silved orbs
    by Harleqyn 44 lines, on Jul 23 7:54 PM
  • Just So
    How strange it must be to have a face slightly pouty in the center of your round, bald, Irish-looking nose, and a chin tilted upward, just
    by Harleqyn 10 lines, on Jul 16 9:18 PM. In Life
  • Longer Goodbyes
    A tremendous silence punctuated with brief brief memory.
    It pulses at the temples, pleading for sleep.
    by Harleqyn 19 lines, on May 12 9:08 PM
  • Gone Fishing
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on May 12 8:57 PM. In Fantasy
  • Face: Saving, Losing, His
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on May 12 8:27 PM. In Love, Life, Thoughts, Sad, Pain, Personal
  • X
    As watching outside shapes--
    drifting, tripping
    by Harleqyn 11 lines, on Apr 22 7:35 PM
  • My Heart is Sore
    Something is out of place.
    A puzzle piece one millimeter away from fitting
    by Harleqyn 29 lines, on Apr 22 7:12 PM
  • the man, the writer, the rain
    he puts on yesterdays underwear just to run in the rain.
    to save laundry before he returns to shower beginning the day.
    by Harleqyn 57 lines, on Apr 10 8:58 AM
  • twig
    how many banks
    do you suppose
    by Harleqyn 67 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 6 2:28 PM. In Life, Love, Nature
  • twig at beach on any given sunday
    floating cork bobbing up down up tipping
    forward and back amusing itself entirely
    by Harleqyn 10 lines, on Apr 6 1:56 PM
  • Revision.
    Something sad is peeling at your ear and you can hear it faintly as it falls away.
    Something about fear and courage and how neither is ever truly related.
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on Mar 11 11:26 PM
  • One Fell Swoop
    If there were words, I would have said them.
    Let them fall--silver drops of ink on pages of black, rough paper.
    by Harleqyn 19 lines, on Mar 11 10:58 PM
  • The Eggplant Puzzle
    You are my best friend even though you’re a boy.
    And that copper penny you carry in the right jean pocket
    by Harleqyn 32 lines, 2 comments, on Feb 7 8:56 PM
  • Series of Haiku
    Ran speaking loudly
    casting wide the shadowed clouds
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on Feb 7 8:15 PM. In Nature
  • Tell Me
    Do you miss me?
    Yes.
    by Harleqyn 52 lines, 1 comment, on Feb 7 8:07 PM
  • Outside, In
    by Harleqyn 35 lines, on Feb 7 8:05 PM. In Personal
  • Lying in Bed before Sleep
    by Harleqyn 20 lines, on Feb 7 8:03 PM. In Life
  • White Horses
    A pillar of something strong and stiff
    whale bones, bleached white and chalked.
    by Harleqyn 25 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 22 9:48 PM 2008. In Thoughts
  • blood jet.
    And here I am.
    Sitting, and here I am.
    by Harleqyn 19 lines, on Oct 27 10:07 AM 2008. In Pain
  • Miss Rosa.
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on Oct 3 9:49 PM 2008. In Love
  • smiles and trains
    It can't be this simple
    to stretch tired muscles of your face to breaking and broken
    by Harleqyn 15 lines, on Sep 30 10:10 AM 2008
  • bloom and grow.
    by Harleqyn 43 lines, on Sep 30 12:39 AM 2008. In Other
  • dont i give you what you need. no, i dont.
    im thinking something better happen soon
    something like lightning to the brain a stunning silence
    by Harleqyn 34 lines, on Sep 25 7:17 PM 2008
  • and there you have it and there it is
    by Harleqyn 16 lines, on Sep 17 8:27 PM 2008. In Sad
  • I lie on a long, red couch.
    A festering of rotting meat in the intestine.
    Human, but uncomfortable nonetheless.
    by Harleqyn 19 lines, on Jul 31 10:34 PM 2008
  • A wrongful carry.
    The bookman pedals his sales of thick brown bindings. His wheels spin wildly as a demon
    by Harleqyn 25 lines, on Jul 14 5:34 PM 2008
  • A wrongful carry.
    The bookman pedals his sales of thick brown bindings. His wheels spin wildly as a demon
    by Harleqyn 25 lines, on Jul 14 5:33 PM 2008
  • The Lame To Sea.
    Body of bones and shrimping heart like a sole golden raisen. Air blows between the cracks of his too large feet muscles
    by Harleqyn 27 lines, on Jul 14 5:03 PM 2008
  • Posthumously.
    The black sarcophagous of wet teethy moldings. So deep as thick clots of bloody motes
    by Harleqyn 14 lines, on Jul 14 4:33 PM 2008
  • paper trail.
    Of one million windows on the east coast alone
    Seventy-million lips are sent to quiver as fat clear drops of acidic salty wet fall.
    by Harleqyn 15 lines, on Jul 13 10:25 AM 2008
  • Whore.
    A thick stench of seven day sweat sleeping in the cotton-weave blouse. Imitation, and rightfully so.
    by Harleqyn 8 lines, on Jul 11 10:25 PM 2008
  • uncooked.
    A plum purple stain spread evenly on the fresh white board.
    Tender with pricks of steel spokes and sterling strokes of sharpened metal.
    by Harleqyn 22 lines, on Jul 11 10:03 PM 2008
  • Time's trove.
    No season in a bottle of perfumed liquids
    slipping casually from between webbing of fingers and toes like fine quartz
    by Harleqyn 38 lines, on Jul 9 10:06 PM 2008
  • scales
    Water filling the spaces between breathing. A snake venomous and white-bellied
    by Harleqyn 9 lines, on Jul 7 2:47 PM 2008
  • And things were not the same after that.
    The tree on the lawn far to the left, behind the hedge of mom's bloody roses like full red lips.
    There are the crabb apple trees as it tak
    by Harleqyn 21 lines, on Jul 6 11:47 PM 2008. In Life
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