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poem by Katie Lodge

I am speaking to my friend Who is stuck inside of a jar I don't who she is All she'll tell me is that she is a star She is another phoney Trying to impress the high school I don't know whether I should the truth to myself O... Read more

poem by Raghavan Ramesh

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poem by D'Vina Dietrich

A hoodie you held dearly Our son holds it nearly Even washed, your scent still lingers Camouflaging our babies fingers I took a deep inhale And told our son a little tale It was worn the day you were on one knee Fac... Read more

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Beeping and whirring Crying and stirring Knocks and footsteps Have you slept? Read more

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Do you watch the sun come up? As it's brightness comes about? I don't. I watch the stars travel the night sky The moon guiding their way There's a full one tonight Staring out the window Seeing as it goes past the city sky... Read more

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Gentle waves hitting the shore A cool breeze caresses my hair Stars reflecting from the water It was a calm night So so long ago When everything was different Before everything erupted And everything crumbled Leaving p... Read more

poem by David P Carroll

Good Night and Sleep tight And we'll hold hands And we'll dream Of our future Tonight smiling So bright kissing and Making love all through The night falling in Love under the magical Shining Moonlight. © 2021 David ... Read more

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Pure intentions of those soft white petals Trusting every second of it's time Strength in the very stem it bloomed from Knowing it couldn't be hurt by any The fragrance drifted through the days It smelled of innocent love and h... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

I am his priority, I am more than enough, I bring pain and ambition. All goals and wants shadowed by my superiority, Tears wasted trying to look tough, He can’t lose me. I am part of his condition. Screams and insomni... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

I thought I knew pain I knew affliction. The feeling laid stain, Waves with conviction, Scars used to retain. Now each infliction, feels like acid rain, drops of restriction, each one adding strain. Fuel my addiction Each ... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

What if I was thrown aside ? What if I was made a stray ? Forced to live on the outside. What if I wasn’t your pretty pet no more ? Am I the reason for your discontent ? What makes me different ? Am I not cute enough ? A... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

Ash tells a story, Corruption of Ballymorey, Innocence dead. Read more

poem by Mark Moon

Hello, I am new to this world. I don’t know the tricks of the trade, I am a soul, spat and swirled. The opportunities of this star buffeted. Shall I be a merchant, a magician, a politician, I stand in awe of the road. ... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

Five p.m on the dot, You always there, Even when I was not, When I was, my head elsewhere. Dreams of a Bermuda yacht, An Alpine love affair. Ruler of Camelot. Oh, how condescending, Well, if I had a label, I would not be re... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

Red, screams and broken bouquets, all bring peace to me. To see disaster makes it worth the while I’ll sit and indulge on what could be. The pain, the tears, truly, the Lily of the Nile. Read more

poem by Mark Moon

In four years time Your daughter to find love would work overtime Your life fallen from its prime You penniless without a dime Your relationships ruined by your crime There you go, destroyed for a lifetime Your will and righteou... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

Chirp, chirp from the window, The red breasted friends wants a home, Oh, Nevermind, the magpies sent him to the catacomb One with a million, Two pecks at his wing, He’ll be welcome as a vaudevillian Three bloodied well... Read more

poem by Mark Moon

I remember, it was only yesterday. When I saw middle aged toddlers One a narcissist the other on the devil’s highway. The anger of swaddlers, Wreckless DNA. Anger is red Jealousy is green I am dirt, The rainbow of ... Read more

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Way back in the '50s...in my small junior school... it was called corporal punishment....a disciplinary rule, allowed to each teacher...it give them the license to scold. some used a cane...if you didn't do as you were told.. It ... Read more

poem by Jeanne E

I must be slow to anger I must control myself My flesh screams otherwise My flesh wants to rage What happened to my spirit? What happened to it's voice? Breaking into absence As if it never existed The more I stay The mor... Read more