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LOOSE CANNON OUR ...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

A champion manipulator defiant and impulsive is Donald. Trod over his compadres mash them in the mud Si. Nets and traps could not stop the brazen fellow Oui On his route to the white house, will you follow Amigo? Carelessly orches... Read more

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Field Of Forms

poem by John Prophet

Forms. Field of forms. Field of probability, possibilities. Potential. Ideas. Where reality’s born. Forms to structure. Manifesting through consciousness. Originating in nothing. Pulled through, made whole. Inf... Read more

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viking funeral

poem by Charlie Carrol

I knew it would hurt to yank the knife out but I didn’t know I’d miss it there. There is a gap in me now and I can’t stop stuffing my fingers in it. When you get your ears pieced is there a piece of flesh gone with the needle, o... Read more

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ONE NATION UNDER ...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

They wanted a new king to sit up on a puppet throne All they got was an old king that went on digging up bones Never mind they say we can control him and pull his strings His strings were all but broken the puppet man had awoken... Read more

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Turning

poem by John Prophet

Turning. No turning back. Little by little. The envelope’s pushed. Inch by inch chess piece’s moved. Game’s been engaged. Rules simple, yet complex. Survive! Choice after choice, results coming in. Player... Read more

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Within3

poem by John Prophet

Within. It’s all within. Working design. Humanity carries creation In its soul. Where good and evil lurk. Carries reality in its mind. Where deeds are done. Mankind once believed it was the center of things... Read more

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Told

poem by John Prophet

Told. God. Is there a god? Don’t know. Know what’s been told. Down through the ages. Passed down. Human beliefs. Those who came before. What did they know? No one knows. Plenty believe, but don’t kno... Read more

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The Long And Wind...

poem by Casey Allin

The long and winding road leading places we want to go The long and winding road going around the bend sometimes its as if the road never ends! Read more

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The Box2

poem by John Prophet

The box. Placed at birth. Configured as such. Body. Mind. Provided. Environmental download. Filled. Told. What to believe. How to behave. Location dependent. Formed, shaped. Box created. Views, abilities assigne... Read more

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Passing Through

poem by John Prophet

Passing through. One stop along the way. No beginning. No end. Not one and done! Realm to realm the spirits flow. Resting, observing. Lessons learned. Moving on. Veil through veil. The trip entails. New real... Read more

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Muddling Minds

poem by John Prophet

Muddling minds. Twenty four seven. Three sixty five. Infinite pages to fill. Day in, day out more of the same. What to watch? What to read? What to believe? Who to trust? Information, facts. Spun to a blur. ... Read more

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Old Timer

poem by John Prophet

Old timer. Reflecting. History, experience. Around the block then back again. Many times. Seasoned. Learnerd. Veteran of human existence. Worldview molded. Tempered under fire. Years in the making. Hammer, chise... Read more

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Feeling Tired

poem by Casey Allin

Feeling tired all the time so trying to wake yourself up You have problems trying to stay awake and have to put water on your face You so want to be able to focus but its difficult all you want to do is go ... Read more

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Frequency

poem by John Prophet

Frequency. Awash in frequencies. Sounds of creation all around. Everywhere. Every time. Cosmic music. Music of the celestial spheres. Resonating. Planets. Stars. Background vibrations. Cosmic ripples. Voices, fl... Read more

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Tech Sickle

poem by John Prophet

Tech sickle. Light speed. Piercing light speed. Data flows. Exponential growth. Information, overload. Streaming. Penetrating. Eyes, ears. Pounding the senses. Non stop assault. Screen face duality. Sickle rack... Read more

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Snowy

poem by John Prophet

Snowy morning. Coffee in hand. Here I sit. Contemplation. Marveling at the nature of things. Asking why? Wondering. Eternal questions. Why anything? Eternal endless questions. No answers in sight. None. Wonderi... Read more

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Cycle

poem by John Prophet

Cycle. Sun goes down. Darkness. Sun rises. New day dawns. Light returns. Death . Rebirth. Cosmic cycle of things, reality. No ending. No beginning. Spinning orbs. Revolving orbs. Returning to origin. All cy... Read more

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Kissing All Night

poem by David P Carroll

The night sky is so magical and bright And love is in the air tonight it's a magical sight Two lovers kissing under the glowing moonlight and we stargazing together holding hands forever. © 2025 David P Carroll. Read more

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More In Love With...

poem by David P Carroll

My heartbeats are dedicated to you and You know it's true and You’re my soulmate to And when I’m with you I fall more deeply in love with you. © 2025 David P Carroll. Read more

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In Bed Every Day

poem by David P Carroll

You’re my favorite girl in life And waking up beside you Would be so beautiful and true And your all I need in life And I love you it's true and I hope you’ll always stay in bed with me holding hands every day. © 2025 D... Read more

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Never Letting Her...

poem by David P Carroll

Forever I'll hold your Hands and I will be By your side through Thick and thin and I love You more than you'll ever know And I'm never letting you go. © David P Carroll 2025. Read more

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She's The Only Gi...

poem by David P Carroll

Every day I love you more And my heart beats louder Then before and The moments I share With you are so beautiful and true and I’ll never let you go I love you so much And you aren’t just My everything Your foreve... Read more

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Holding Hands For...

poem by David P Carroll

My love for you grows Stronger each day and You are a beautiful Angel from heaven above Who taught me how to love And my life grows more satisfying holding hands with you. © David P Carroll 2025. Read more

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Always Love You.

poem by David P Carroll

My love for you is pure and true and I never stop thinking of you and I love the sound Of your sweet voice And your beauty so Bright and warm and I promise to love you for every moment of forever and when nobody cares ... Read more

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CRAZYVILLE

poem by msbellepoetry43

If there were such a place, would you go??? Where the WALLS START TALKING and the FURNITURE STARTS WALKING, You think that YOU'RE ALONE and your SHADOW STARTS TO STALKING, Where the FLOCK BIRDS SING, HARMONIZE... Read more

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Quantum Stew

poem by John Prophet

Quantum stew. Bubbles. Bubbles manifesting. Pop! More bubbles. Roiling. Boiling stew. Infinite ingredients. Infinite probabilities, possibilities. Results. Waves of energy stirring the pot. Master chef ladle ... Read more

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In France you can...

publication by Jay Shades

plots getting thicker head vibrating starting to stutter I shudder at the thought of next man laying in my bed but that's the life you choose,when you choose a sket! Own dwelling, own doing, different dialects can be confusing but n... Read more

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Provenance

poem by John Prophet

Provenance. Observation. All around. Endlessness. Inhospitable endlessness. Voids of frozen darkness. Balls of burning plasma, fire. Radiation. Crushing gravity. Dead spinning orbs. Inorganic, rock. Suffocating g... Read more

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Spooky

poem by John Prophet

Spooky. Existence, a crazy place. Crazy unyielding place to be. Answers precious few. Try as we might. Capabilities limited. Dim light to see. Working with what’s provided. Much beyond reach, out of sight. ... Read more

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THEY LIVE IN MY F...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

The merry Robins live in a nest chirping their best Every morning I hear the chipping of the pests Churp chirping and chirp the hungry infants go Like clockwork, they awaken me out of my bed Before the eight-clock bell, the chippi... Read more

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There is a Land -...

poem by alexis karpouzos

There is a land by faith I’ve seen Where skies no clouded regions know; Where they know not the sorrows of time and no shadows fall to blight the view That land no want has ever known, Nor pain nor sickness nor distre... Read more

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AT THE END OF TIM...

poem by alexis karpouzos

I know that our efforts all come to nothing. Analyze life, tear its trappings off, lay it bare with thought, with logic, with philosophy, and its emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly confesses to nothingn... Read more

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Free Will

poem by John Prophet

Free will. Beginning to end. Birth to death. Fixed. Scripted. Paths predetermined. Choices. Stories written. Creation defined. Free will expressed side by side. Various versions. Various choices, decisions made.... Read more

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Parallels2

poem by John Prophet

Parallels. Realities in the can. Celluloid scripted. Books fully formed, written. Each parallel unique, one from the other. Story lines varied. Yet, predetermined within. Each scripted written in full. Books ... Read more

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Unique

poem by John Prophet

Unique. Purpose. Fulfilling purpose. Reason to be. Right place. Right time. No coincidence. Not accidentally. Role to play. No small parts in this play. Integral piece of the fabric, whole. Would not exist o... Read more

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Cosmic Waltz

poem by John Prophet

Cosmic waltz. Celestial art. Spinning. Revolving. Gliding through creation. Dance of existence. Performing. Orbs in the void. Gracefully floating, dancing through the realm. All in motion to the music of the c... Read more

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Capabilities

poem by John Prophet

Capabilities. Reflection. What level? How deep? How complex? Homo Sapiens. Finite capabilities, thinking. Realm of thought confined, limited. What to think? How to think? Sapiens mind upper limit. What resolution... Read more

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INTO THE MIST

poem by Kenvil Atkins

Who is Kenvil and what has he done Silly he wrote the poems for me and you And though he did not claim any merit Creations trump salvation without limitation Kenvil Atkins Lewis needs no dictations Writes with a notion of delibe... Read more

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SCRIPTED

poem by Kenvil Atkins

It must be the way of things to avoid causes The Book of Life has been replace for us Documented and scripted in God we trust Not all of us carry the cross it comes at a cost When you falter society alters why do you fuss It must... Read more