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Olde England

poem by ann parks

I sit on a bus on a grey afternoon in a place in the Midlands with a Saxon name passing scrubby heathland: "The Nature Trail". Did blonde Saxon warriors with round shields and axes and garnet red finery right in front of my... Read more

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Stagnant

poem by Royce B

Rivers flow ever forward Through paths etched in stone, reaching towards Something. Water from the dam gushes forth Yet though I swim for all I'm worth I'm going nowhere. The water sloshes white I struggle with all my migh... Read more

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Favoring one's Pr...

poem by Roze

An empty bottle a quiet storm laying there in bed still favouring the intoxicating scent of intimate promises the vow of forever never materialized. Read more

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Pearls and Diamon...

poem by Sarah Feldmann

Pearls are found is clam shells And Diamonds are found in the rough Both are beautiful Both are found in not the most beautiful places   Read more

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Blink

poem by Dakota Iris

Blink. One... Two.. Three. Blink. Don't think, only blink. The smells, the oh so sickening smells, so sweet and robust. Blink. The air getting thicker and so hard to breathe, the atmosphere is heavy and filled with lust. Blink... Read more

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TALL TREES...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"When I was a young lad, I loved climbing tall trees, I'd have scrapes on my arms, and cuts on my knees. The taller, the better, I'd scramble up to the top, then hang from the branches, while threatening to drop. As we ran through... Read more

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Denial

poem by Theresa Taylor

When you're up at night Pacing through the fields of your mind in hindsight I hope you stumble into my memory tangled in the undergrowth You'll pull aside the weeds of denial and immaturity But you won't find a corpse You'll fin... Read more

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Dying

poem by Nemo Nemees

In the horror she looks to the sky she realizes she understands she knows; she is dying. she is slipping away faster then most. she is falling into unknown hands she knows it she feels it she fears it. She ... Read more

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Drawers

poem by Daniel Moskowitz

With our computers. We still have to keep all sexually explicit content In "drawers" Just as we did When we were kids And we didn't want our parents to know What we we're looking at. The proliferation of sexy images Has not ... Read more

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Drawers

poem by Daniel Moskowitz

With our computers. We still have to keep all sexually explicit content In "drawers" Just as we did When we were kids And we didn't want our parents to know What we we're looking at. The proliferation of sexy images Has not ... Read more

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The god of greed

poem by Daniel Moskowitz

Our Civilization Is little more than a veneer. Sure, We don't yet escort young women to the Public Square As the Aztecs did To cut out their hearts And offer their remains To the gods. There would be a Feminist backlash! Howe... Read more

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The Climb

poem by Sarah Feldmann

Life is full of hills and valleys The hardest part of reaching the top of the hill is when you fall all the way back down into the mud You just want to lie there with all your anxiety, failures, stress, and shortcomings But in t... Read more

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you will not brea...

poem by Kristen Nguyen

it is both odd and uplifting that you are the sun of someone’s world giving warmth, light, and love always even to those you do not know and especially to those whom you deem unworthy of but you are also the moon for yo... Read more

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Solitude

poem by Michael Wise

The old street lamps have lent a glow to foggy mists engulfing them the ground is wet with dots of color from each fallen leaf and stem This autumn night as I stroll past these nineteenth century homes of old like ghosts that ... Read more

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Traces

poem by Emily Bradly

You're everywhere, Traces of you have settled in the dust, Did you know there's nothing more deceiving than trust? On the brink of loosing us, surrounded in the debris of your touch, nothing has ever quite meant this much. The... Read more

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The Future

poem by Sarah Feldmann

It sometimes a scary thing Though it is also wonderful It’s a mystery yet to be solved A part of the story that has yet to unfold The unknown is both terrifying and beautiful isn’t it?   Read more

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Letting Go

poem by Dakota Iris

Letting go. Hands down one of the most difficult things to do. Letting go is like choosing to release the float in the depths of the ocean with hopes of the afterlife being better. Letting go is the knot in your stomach that mak... Read more

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The Sky

poem by Dakota Iris

The sky is black. A void of darkness. No life, no light, no lust. A void with nothing to live for, nothing to die for. The sky is black, void of matter and mind. An empty hole to forever fall. For there is no hope for a mass of n... Read more

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Fearless Protecto...

poem by Sarah Feldmann

I stood in front of you, so you could be safe While I took your enemy’s fire I gave you my coat in the cold, so I could see you smile While I froze in the frigid winds I gave you my umbrella in the rain, so you could be dry... Read more

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Home

poem by Sarah Feldmann

Come back, you are not too far wanderer Please, do not walk away where the hunters’ hide in the dark and wait to kill you Come home, we wait for you with arms out wide We forgive you. We care about you. We love you. Plea... Read more