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  • Poetry > All Poetry
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    Exhumed and life-giving The crimes of mastery, Swept through the trees The praying saints Fell to their knees. Vitality and thriving Woven mysteries, Gut-to-mouth Condensation of trees. Pray for us fallen at the hours of death Pray for us sinners till the day of our death. These w...
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    I have measured out my life with coffee spoons Filled them with sugar and had toast and tea in the afternoon Life comes then is gone too soon I see the light it beckons me Calls to me, like light from the moon I have tethered life to a wooden pier Cries of children and breath of a loved one ...
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    If you forget my face one day And the name to my face Do not forget the memories I made for you If you forget how to love one day And think you cannot anymore Do not forget how I loved you My memories may die to you But they will be there always no matter how Dark it becomes inside of yo...
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    In seven minutes I will profess my love for you How it shook the earth, painte dblack skies blue. How life was made worthy of living or how my heartbeat beat like a broken drum. How my lips quivered and my feet shook when the Thud thud of your heart was heard nearby. In seven minutes I will ...
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    My body burns with Nonsensical longing at the Touch of your angel heart Irrational beauty that pulls air from my lungs and Soul which searched for you since time Dawning of time, rhyme softly like the Bluebird song in a syncopated cheer of delight, love like there will never be an end ...
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    Don't fool yourself with the Thin notion that one day your life like a pencil will Have a point because everyone knows it's a blunt double-edged sword so Grab the tears that fall free from your eyes like Dogs dodging vindictive bullets but Being caught cold-blooded cruel like Life ...
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    She played the violin like it was a Harp with a bow you struck the strings with I couldn't help But cry that g****** beautiful sound that pierced the air so mercilessly like an Unforgiving god looking down on his creation punishing them with More love than they can bear the rhythm and mel...
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    Mother tossed her hair into the wind and I Remember seeing it fly and seem to lift her off into the air like Indian Spirits were said to. I don't know if the Indian spirits ever returned, though. All I know is she didn't. Must be floating somewhere there in the heavens worried sick a...
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    You can write a poem about anything, I swear. Write a poem about the follicles of your hair or What you'll do if hard work gets you nowhere. Write a poem about your ceiling fan and How at night you just know that thousands of little slimy green aliens watch you from it. Write a poem ab...
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    The black lines with their shabby numbers Grew from the Japanese Cherry Blossom Like it was the first day of spring and when I opened my eyes There was only one blue bird to sing its lonely hymn and it shook the sky like lightning and everybody's heart burst into pieces at the sound and w...
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    I can still remember the way she held the green teddy bear I gave her for St. Patrick's Day, the way it made her so happy and how she couldn't help but to run her fingers through my hair. I can still remember the way we held hands and how when we touched our skin fit together like a p...
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    The grey clouds threw themselves across the sky like a silhoutte thrown from a drunken painter. Crows fluttered about through one corner of my eye until they faded from the other. Though the clouds flung themselves unceasingly through the heavens The oak trees stood firm. Rain tossed itself at...
  • Poetry > Limerick
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    The rain in front of my feet pounds the pavement like An assembly of arrows slung by archers. And I look at the earth through childish glasses. There's a shiny silver castle, in the sky through clouds. A pink and red sunset fills the sky like an endless shroud. The concrete stones I wa...
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    The babbling brook burned a hole through the dock And the teacher burst the children's chalk like the Fourth of July with the fireworks going off all over the sky, the pastor looks at me and says, “Son, your mother was born to die.” Smiling, soaring, sinning; But men must lie in an ashen...
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    What I hate the most? The terrifying ghost That rules the streets and coasts; That rules the world with an Iron Hand; to this ruler, this conqueror we raise our glass and Toast, to the hateful horrid things which (our horrible, terrifying Host has done) That have made much men pass. I name...
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    I have but one word for you, Goodbye. Farewell, you, with which the best days of my life were spent. You, who always found a way to bring both edges of my lips to my ears, Whenever you tried. You; the only one who knew Just what to say, To make me feel better. Farewell, you, who I thou...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    Once upon a poem dreary That made eyes so red and teary Over a very famous tale without the slightest hint of gore Poe’s poor poem that he’d been savin About a dark and evil craven That turned out to be a raven Ravin’ about his lost Lenore Who kept repeating a single phrase Only that a...
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    Mother cries from the shattered window, "Where have you gone?" The breeze blows her words across the pasture, Where father's horses bray. Ir blows them across the cobblestone street, Across the village courtyard Where me and father in the thick green grass used to play, Just tw...
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    Golden grains of grass, Howling, holding fast, To the everlasting song, That calls their name a tlast. Specks of sand, Run hand-in-hand, From fate and fortune; Who's cry--as faint and inane as a Sinning saint who--aimless,--runs through the rain, On a journey to flee The insects th...
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    The moon; So gloom in its glowing, It shines, as an effervescent sign To all with ears to hear; To those with souls to sing. The sun; So sullen in its shining, It sings--in haunting silence-- A song, which drunken dreamers name, "The music of the sphere." And the music of the...
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    As a pest towards a light, I lie tranced before the wood, Sullen--staring--for just before me stood, A tottering table, spinning in the sun, In the center of the table, was a book; Turned to page one. Nearing this strange spectacle, --Flailing through the fog-- The words that wailed within ...
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    Once upon a day so dull, I wandered through a placid pier, And--lo, behold!--a sleeping gull; So soundless in its silence, It slept. It's perfectly bowed bill, Beckoning to me. Through its dreams, it called my name; So sinister in its sleep, It slept. --This mystical mime!-- Beni...
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    The babies bones burn as the trunk of the tree collapses in a haze of wheat, molasses, and mold, screaming the whole way thru the town where mice and men and sinners and saints dive in the ocean where father's fleet paints a mural of a dune called Amazing grace,...
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    The sea was high, so it overflowed into my cup, and i sipped it though it was bitter, and I like it sweet like the sea snakes swimming beneath my feet and hairs on my arms curl up as if they'd seen a ghost flying flailing screaming crawling through the mud like ...
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    The blue bird is humming though the sap of the sycamore bled from one end of town to the other curled like a garden snake at the sight of a mouse, and the injured dog limped away like the tick that rode it. He said the sky was dark as cockroach's back so he fell thr...

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