Simple Sue

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Ode To The Camel

…wanted this life that's made me have to be strong,

    But I did the best I could to make right all the wrong.

    It was that one last straw that broke the camel's back.

    Now he's only remembered for the load he…

By Simple Sue

A Chance To Grow

When we met, it felt unreal.

    Before we touched, I knew how it would feel.

    When we hugged, it felt like home.

    You are why I wrote happy …

By Simple Sue

Jailhouse Love

…this goes, I've seen it before.

    I'll put in the time and you'll walk out the door. 

    I've always been good at supporting the cause, 

    standing up to the system…

By Simple Sue

Reaching Out

This morning I'm thinking about depression and people who don't really have any experience with it. I don't think we really necessarily need you to understand what its like. We just need you to understand that what we feel and think is real and it's valid and we're…

By Simple Sue

Lost In the Real World

Looking around like Alice in Wonderland

Feeling like I’m sinking in quicksand

Searching for something I recognize—

The Hatter, the Rabbit, or a …

By Simple Sue

Whispered Echo

It's in those quiet times, the still of the night.

 All the little moments that just don't feel right.

 It's when I wake up in the middle of restless sleep.

Those are the times I can feel my soul…

By Simple Sue

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Ode To The Camel
A Chance To Grow
Jailhouse Love
Reaching Out
Lost In the Real World
Whispered Echo
Outgrown Your Show
Better Now
First And Last
Love Me Anyway
Queen For The Day
Dear Life
Emotional Riot
Revolving Love (pt. 1)
My Miracle
The End Of The Rope
Clickety Clack
Ending Unchanged
Rearranging Lives
On The Spectrum
The Way That I Miss You
Tomorrow?
Letting Go
Homesick
Lost In Translation
Thorns And Roses
The Sound of Time
One Last Goodbye
The Stranger In Me
Chaos and Hatred

Debby Hackbarth

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Good Times

Numerous ways to have fun.

You can try eating a tasty bun.

How about a lovely meeting a nun?

Mothers understand the joys …

By Debby Hackbarth

Definitions of Fun

There are many ways…

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What’s your definition of fun?

Do you like to bake your skin in the sun?

How about watching your child …

By Debby Hackbarth

Light My Lantern

When life seems darkest, call…

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I am horribly lost and need immediate assistance. 

My world seems dark, damp, and depressing.

Do I use a kerosene lamp or a storm…

By Debby Hackbarth

Forest Hike

Hiking using lanterns…

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We started out at twilight. 

Our plan was to hike all night.

Each one of us had a …

By Debby Hackbarth

Rescue Me

Hopelessness can echo …

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My screams rebound like energized echoes. 

I’m barely enduring each excruciating day.

Longing for a compassionate…

By Debby Hackbarth

Wonderous Waves Overwhelm

Often people only think …

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… I experienced echoes in a nearby cavern.

The roar of the ricochets rattled my reality. 

The sound waves engulfed my …

By Debby Hackbarth

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Good Times
Definitions of Fun
Light My Lantern
Forest Hike
Rescue Me
Wonderous Waves Overwhelm
Resolute
True Happiness
Spectacular Starfall
The Splendor of the Showers
Moonless Night
Gushing with Anticipation
She Saved Me
Deep Depression
In Our Veins
Goodbye
Time Turnabout
One Day At A Time
Dark Thoughts
Please Be Aware
A Moment Captured
Be Mindful
Exhibit Mindfulness
In The Blood
Aquatic Elation...
Concrete Pudding
Unyielding And Unbroken
Butterfly Transformation
Butterflies Into Bliss
Pursuing Peace

CraigE

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Route 666

If you have become road-weary …

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"If you ever plan to motor west,

Travel my way, take the highway that is best.

Get your kicks on Route …

By CraigE

Hope

…I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Jeremiah…

By CraigE

Life Waves Buh-bye

Death comes in threes. On March 3, 2023, inside Boston’s John P. Bedlow Memorial Hospital, the flatlined trifecta included an atheist, a Muslim, and a…

By CraigE

¿Cuántos Conquistadors Came Aquí?

… had their first fight over something that was supposed to be a romantic celebration of their perfect union–where to spend their first anniversary. The bride wanted the Caribbean; the groom, anywhere else that didn't perpetuate …

By CraigE

The Butterfly Effect

… finished mowing the yard of the two-story house he and his bride, Heather, had just purchased and took 36 seconds to sit on the front step to wipe his brow and admire the monarchs flirting with the…

By CraigE

Perpetual Dad/Son

… baby boy named Frederick was given to Mr. and Mrs. Henry Phineas Freelander. Mom, Emilia, realized the maternal family rumors were true when her son was six–that’s when little Freddie began going around the cabin humming…

By CraigE

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Route 666
Hope
Life Waves Buh-bye
¿Cuántos Conquistadors Came Aquí?
The Butterfly Effect
Perpetual Dad/Son
Yee Haw, Siddhartha!
Parse This!
Randy Boyle’s Rule Of 4s
A Writer’s Curse?
Joe Ferguson’s Magic...
Grassy Ever After
Don’t Go Messin…
The Tail of 3-Feathers
The Call Of The Domestics
It’s Kinda Like Australia…
Who Made Who?
Roy Robinson Oxley’s...

Jonna Kihlman

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Lantern Glow

I waited for you

by the lantern glow,

under the oak tree

where we played …

By Jonna Kihlman

Dissolve

… me into twilight.

Let me hear you breathe,

in and out, slowly,

as the night settles …

By Jonna Kihlman

The Photo

… found a photo of us

in my childhood home,

tucked inside the journal

I kept at …

By Jonna Kihlman

Unseen Places

…to you, beneath the pine trees’ breath,

A whisper hidden, though it still remains.

The raven shadows my long-lost friend,

Spreading his wings in the moon’s…

By Jonna Kihlman

The Silver Lake

…lost something along the way.

A sliver of hope, a dash of faith.

A dream once carried, now lost in…

By Jonna Kihlman

The Hidden Reflection

…the hidden reflection of me.

The smuged image in the mirror I can longer see.

She is the sunbeam dancing in the leaves of the trees.

A shard of glas tricking my…

By Jonna Kihlman

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Lantern Glow
Dissolve
The Photo
Unseen Places
The Silver Lake
The Hidden Reflection
Double Standards
If I Went Back In Time
Web Of Words
Sun Beams And...
In My Imagination
The Owl Of...
The Forest At The End…
The Gem
Castle Of Ice
The Mermaid
My Father's Hands

Orbindu Ganga

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Moon Knighted

… an aisle to bring

Her back from the dais

Awninged with firmament,

The room was …

By Orbindu Ganga

Exploring The Geometry...

… colours had an aura

With the design transporting 

To an experience veined in

Depth, a dream that…

By Orbindu Ganga

Beneath The Quiescent ...

… in the esthetical

Translucent mirage,

The bud yearned for the 

Habilimented dew…

By Orbindu Ganga

Liberty Of Thought

… thoughts have been sprawling. 

Faineant for some time. From their 

Genesis, they promenaded nigh me.

From being onlookers, they…

By Orbindu Ganga

The Shadow Of Karma

…thought I once designed 

Appeared to have cleansed away.

Watered it sufficiently and 

Gave my smile, offering…

By Orbindu Ganga

Auction Of Gravitas

…encased inside the glass,

All the corners looking at me.

Sans any ignominy, I gracefully

Posed for the creator…

By Orbindu Ganga

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Moon Knighted
Exploring The Geometry...
Beneath The Quiescent ...
Liberty Of Thought
The Shadow Of Karma
Auction Of Gravitas
Night's Symphony...
Blooms In The Heart…
Waves’ Gentle Melody
A Shattered Sanctuary
The Waiting Dust
The Street That...
Lost In Time, Echoes...
Leaving The Space...
The Nocturnal Heart
Soulful Reflections
The Sigh Of A…
The Undefined Self
The Bay’s Hidden Heart
Echoes Of Truth
Cleansing The Weeds
A Cry For Justice
Listening To The Unknown
The Silent Spectacle
Echoes Of Survival
Mendicant
Echoes of Spice...
From Blaze To Paradise
The Phoenix Fire
Echoes Of Falling Leaves

Audrine Max

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Incomprehensible Silence

…do not understand 

the words you speak

because I keep hearing 

the birds…

By Audrine Max

In Its Presence

…the most tempting

of all the fruits

that I found myself trapped in

and voraciously…

By Audrine Max

Intimacy Of A...

…single thought of her

my mind races wild

that even I

can't keep up with…

By Audrine Max

Within The Realms

…catch the wave

Never followed 

The signs prepped in line

Never jumped on…

By Audrine Max

All That She Is

… time she parts

Those lips to speak

It is only love

That pours…

By Audrine Max

Rustling with the Wind

…into the open field

where the grass and wheat

uninhibitedly danced with the wind

as if freedom and…

By Audrine Max

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Incomprehensible Silence
In Its Presence
Intimacy Of A...
Within The Realms
All That She Is
Rustling with the Wind
Amongst And In…
Music He Wrote
The Focal Point...
Applause Of Butterflies

Fadi Abu-Deeb

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Experiencing Satie...

…Christmas and New Year’s Eve I return to Satie’s music to understand my short Parisian stay and what happened in front of that flaming stove two days after André…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

Hello, Epicurus!

… am not exactly happy, but puzzled—like a garden when the sun begins melting its snow too quickly, uncertain how it will appear to its…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

Hazy Consciousness

… not sure why, that night, I insisted on taking you to that small bistro on the pier of the stormy bay at the town’s northern edge. It was closed, as was customary on such evenings, but I asked George, who lived next door, to open it for…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

Near The Wings Of Micha-El

…in the village house,

in the heart of green amber and fierce glimmer,

I climb to him through the olive groves—

in the silver silence between…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

Companionship

…hear those undulating chimes

coming from the depth of the forest?

Do you see the village

spell-bound by the music…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

A Wizard Is Never Late

…wavering glimpses in my head—

The scene of a luminous curve in a valley road

The zest of a new morning in a sunny pavilion 

Whispers of promises telling of a coming…

By Fadi Abu-Deeb

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Experiencing Satie...
Hello, Epicurus!
Hazy Consciousness
Near The Wings Of Micha-El
Companionship
A Wizard Is Never Late
Oblomov
Clairvoyance
The Epiphany Of…
Hiding Behind…
Did I Get Lost…
Why Are You Painting?
On Cosmic Poetry
The Eyes of the Perennial
Searching for the Mental Plant
City of Countless Boats
This Night, I Wonder…

Jennifer Forrest

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Beacon Of Hope

“See the light at the end of the tunnel” they say

‘What tunnels?’ comes to my mind,’Cant find the tunnel so I caint see no light. How rediculous!’

Darkness surrounds me,consumes me; is a…

By Jennifer Forrest

What Is Creativity?

…I have is a creative expression of my energy. I, soul, and the creator of my world, as my world is created through my thoughts. I can choose to have a world where I construct a positive atmosphere and find solutions to challenges That impede my world. Or I can…

By Jennifer Forrest

Who Determines What…

For me a complicated…

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…is a state of mind: what one culture considers to be unjust another will determine that situation to be perfectly acceptable. In order…

By Jennifer Forrest

Drama

…the cycle is about to end frees me from sorrow. I know what ever happens is accurate, as drama is…

By Jennifer Forrest

There's No Beginning…

Imagine time as a cycle

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…comes and goes it ever flows

there's no beginning there's no end 

round and round and round…

By Jennifer Forrest

Unlimited Treasure Trove

…I seek it there I seek it everywhere.

 It glitters it shine but it is not what I seek.

Oh where, Oh where, can it be found

on the mountains, by the…

By Jennifer Forrest

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Beacon Of Hope
What Is Creativity?
Who Determines What…
Drama
There's No Beginning…
Unlimited Treasure Trove
The Law Is The Law
Cavedweller
The Soul Dances...
Facets Of Health
New Birth
A Tear
Reveal Me On...
Dark Déjà…
Faith A Foundation Virtue
I Am Wealthy…
Road Tripper
Disciplines of the Creator
Love Songs

Marc Charette

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Unsocial Order

…the days when the uneducated understood their limitations

Preferring to listen in measured acquiescence to scholarly advice,

whose true research follows obediently, the path of…

By Marc Charette

Voyage

…with me to the dark fed by light,

the hole beyond unknown...

Enter to exit, center of spiral

into gestalt of…

By Marc Charette

Still the Bombs Drop

…World in horror watches...

and still the bombs drop


A People cry out "Mercy!"...

and still the bombs…

By Marc Charette

A Gift

…walked up to him, reclining there in his beach chair,

feigning indifference, while surreptitiously evaluating

the youthful lithe form

Drifting as effortlessly over the…

By Marc Charette

Shared Harmonic

As a tribute to the weeks’ topic - Emotional, I offer you a slight twist in perspective on Emotions

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…Love to see what's rendered...

The components, to be used in corporate blunder

Is it biological, psychological, or magic…

By Marc Charette

Fractal Love

…deceiving, morphing

realities of time and place

What was once, is now, yet to be

for you and…

By Marc Charette

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Unsocial Order
Voyage
Still the Bombs Drop
A Gift
Shared Harmonic
Fractal Love
Grey
Rail Daze Stories - The Bump
Age of The Follower
ADD Dreams

DJ Elton

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What We Like

Although we may have…

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… throw on lots of salt.

I can’t have it, makes my blood revolt

I’m a pepper girl, out of…

By DJ Elton

Watching My Mother...

A young girl is watching…

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…surely help, she says, eyes beaming

Two parts cinnamon, one of cloves, another cardamon

Now you’ll be the cinnamon…

By DJ Elton

The Girl Knows

They think she's like this…

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…you’re a soft touch. Not one to be reckoned with

An easy target who can be used ridiculed abused misled

Taken advantage of by scammers…

By DJ Elton

They Can Be Angels

These girls are knowing…

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They are not sentimental these girls who wear the star and honour the eternal…

By DJ Elton

Coming Into 2024

Reflecting on joys and pain…

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…sickness plays its grounding edge

And the flowers or birds can’t be seen

Or heard; they hide from…

By D J Elton

Out of the Ashes

Nothing is static in this…

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…talk about new beginnings 

That which spring into action after an ending.

Could be a…

By DJ Elton

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What We Like
Watching My Mother...
The Girl Knows
They Can Be Angels
Coming Into 2024
Out of the Ashes
Treat Me Well...
Romy's Dream
There Is No...
Bright Things...
Together They Did
He Cared And Won
Shiva Calls
Where She Likes To Be
Heart Yourself
Flat As A Tack
Free
Questing Paradise
Time is Now
Owning Bliss

Aadityaamlan Panda

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The Synapse Of Sentience

The poem is about an Indian…

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…not the amritam pervading thy eyes,

Melt into the stifling sands in vain,

As I surpass the synapse…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

The Homer Of Humour…

The poem describes the growth…

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…to the fate of Ceres’ heath,

Fostered a form by Hephaestus’ grace,

I persevered the edge of Cronus…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

Coronation In The...

I feel the best time to…

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…stayed embraced with adjourned snow,

Daintily surveyed by the peaceful dove,

Eros and Helios farewelled…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

The Derby To Destiny

…by the poppies of pride,

Thou harbour happ an heir to honour,

Ignoring instinct with avaricious abide.

Like light lures legions of…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

Renaissance Of Reckoning

…more to taste

The cynical confrontations of hopes

Acquiescing apparitions to rest

Apprehensions to…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

The Latent Ailment

…of those days bestirs my imagination. I know it is dead but...", Oliver said looking at the patterns engraved on the roof of Notre Dame. "Those arches, I know, are integral for its…

By Aadityaamlan Panda

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The Synapse Of Sentience
The Homer Of Humour…
Coronation In The...
The Derby To Destiny
Renaissance Of Reckoning
The Latent Ailment
The Spirit Of Nelumbo
Incumbent Narcissism
Intrinsic Schadenfreude…
Fated Fare...
Latent, Innate Incentive
The Genesis of Paradise
The Placid Seashore…
Haphazard Prolepsis…
Chronicles Of A Tree's Samaritanism
The Spring

Andy Cooper

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Halo Of Tear Gas

Earth frozen,

dragging mistakes—

tides slip beneath ice.

ICE agents collect …

By Andy Cooper

The Last Drink…

Otis was, first and foremost,

a drunk—whisky in hand.

He’d sober up, or fail.

An angel could save…

By  Andy Cooper

Facing the Past…

An online date

hadn’t arrived.

Clean bar,

smoke filtered…

By Andy Cooper

Quinn's Journey…

A crystalline overcast

mingled with Quinn’s resolve,

dancing on the tip of her tongue.

She’d tell her father…

By Andy Cooper

Pages of Us

“You’re ugly.”

That’s what I

told Natalie Weaver

in middle school…

By Andy Cooper

Night Stays Buried

Powerful men strike a pose, 

beaming, 

pearly white teeth,

arrogant eyes gleam…

By Andy Cooper

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Halo Of Tear Gas
The Last Drink…
Facing the Past…
Quinn's Journey…
Pages of Us
Night Stays Buried
North Carolina Bears Witness
Quiet, Quiet, Piggy!
A Bargain with Belief
The Devil In Congress…
A Halloween Night ...
The Weight of Regrets...
Miss Daisy...
Memorable Moments…
October Jumpscare
A Suburban Edgelord...
Darlena: Bounty Hunter Material
Collective Embarrassment
Eddie’s September Score
Miscarriage Of Inconvenience
From Coffee Talks…
Timeless Love…
A Deadly Famine...
Bombs For Profit
The Cost of War...
Echoes of War...
Love's Tide
Finding Joy...
Under Pressure…
Love At The Ledge

Benjamin Nambu

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Last Time I Saw...

The last time I saw Uncle Maduk, he told me he knew he wasn’t going to survive the operation, and that by the time I am back for the next holidays, he might be no more.

He thanked me for constantly paying  him visits, bringing him fruits despite the rumors that he was an evil man and deserved what happened to him.

“We are family.” I assured him.

“I am only 44 years and I wish I could live longer.” he lamented.

“Look at me. I know it is the women I have broken their hearts that are working behind the scenes to end my  life.” he continued.

This was not the Uncle Maduk I had known. Where is the fire that used to be in his voice and posture, the name that used to be on every lip?

I couldn’t stare him in the face as he spoke. His children had  abandoned him after what he did to their mother. And here he was, the once mighty Maduk, spread on a mat with flies all over him and left to rot like the carcass of a wild beast.

As I stood up to leave, I could not help but notice the strange sombre mood hanging over the empty house. The house had no lights, and as darkness was falling, I wondered if he had an emergency at night, who would call an ambulance. 

His cough was fading as I trudged deep into the thicket surrounding his house on the outskirts of the village.

No wonder Grandpa Willie says that sticking to one woman was why he’s lived long and is looking young for his age.

I hurry home to pack and catch the evening train back to boarding school, saddened by the thought of returning next vacation to find Uncle Maduk turn into one of the names on a plaque in the village cemetery.

By Benjamin Nambu

Get A Mirror

It’s easy to sometimes think you’re superhuman.

But a mirror will reveal your protruding stomach,

hunched posture, and bushy beard that …

By Benjamin Nambu

No Shortcuts To Maturity

The temptation to use a shortcut to a desired destination will always be there, like a seductive prompt, ticking like a clock, ticking your thoughts into confused contemplation. But like Rick Warren once said, there are no shortcuts to…

By Benjamin Nambu

Only Believe

… to what seems like my end

where patched hopes refuse to mend

barriers refuse to bend

the raging sea in my…

By Benjamin Nambu

In The Shadows

In the shadows of every shade

An unseen plaque with the name

Of a thoughtful sower…

By Benjamin Nambu

Let Them

… them speak evil behind your back

let them have the wrong impressions of you

let them plot and scheme

hoping to lure you into senseless …

By Benjamin Nambu

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Last Time I Saw...
Get A Mirror
No Shortcuts To Maturity
Only Believe
In The Shadows
Let Them
Single Mom
Black And White Television
Bleak House
Born For A Prince
Traces of the Virus
Wake Every Beast
The Crash
Do You See...
You Struggle And Hustle
Where Are We Headed?
One Sunday Evening
Tomorrow Is A Scam
Hide Your Face
Tailor This Cloth
The Journey Is A Teacher
A Room With A…
Emerge Victorious
Sophie
Unbroken Streak
Missing Cigarettes
Sail On Time
Renewal Marriage Contract
Shine
Dilemma

Petrouchka Alexieva

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Pegasus On Strike

The winged unicorn is called...

—

...sitting at my corner this morning 

thinking to write something poetic,

Something for...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

The Future Is Here…

AI technologies and their...

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... concepts from two years ago are already old

and the gasoline powered ones...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

Technology – Where…

...sent his fancy suits to space

testing their quality to work on Mars, 

but lacking stars on every slide on the tape. 

Next Hollywood set? Oh, no...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

First Thing I See

“The woman with red shoes...

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... coming home, first thing I see

is my pair of elegant shoes

for the next run...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

Free on My Spiritual...

... the dust from within;

scrap the pain from the shelf of my heart.

Sift the feelings, keep only ones 

that brighten my...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

I Keep Stitching...

Love is sweet and...

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...no more romantic affair”

and locked my heart for long-time repair.

Since the time you had...

By Petrouchka Alexieva

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Pegasus On Strike
The Future Is Here…
Technology – Where…
First Thing I See
Free on My Spiritual...
I Keep Stitching...
Well-Woven Trap
Any Honest Politician Left?
Guided By The Magic Of…
Dating On The Social Media…
Oranges For Christmas
Get Out Of This Swamp!
My Magical Garden...
Lâdo lē, Lâdo!...
Oh, Holly Lady Of Fire
The Fire Game
I Can Sing...
I Sing Every Verse…
Peace Really Exists
Two Kids On The Beach
Cotton Candy...
My Fluffy Pillow…
Singing Clouds
The Gold Liquid...
I'm A Book...
Proposal…
Internet Prison
Internet Long...
In This Floating...
I Came As A...

Giulio Magrini

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Becoming A Little…

…old ones deliberately slid by, like an earthworm after a dreary and remorseless rain. My alternatives were to squish them, or scrutinize with wonder. Seniors mingled in…

By Giulio Magrini

Speech Of Angels

There is more to language…

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…of language

Clumsy floating variables

To share the totality…

By Giulio Magrini

Foglie Di Zafferano

Written in Italian and translated to English

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…foglie di zafferano

Riflessa nell'acqua

Aspetta con…

By Giulio Magrini

The Old Man and...

…gaze in the mirror like I used to

But when I do I see Papa staring back

He seems so tired

The energy used 52 years…

By Giulio Magrini

Vince To Rachel…

For All Lovers

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...time

I love you

A flake of…

By Giulio Magrini

The Pittsburgher

A memorial for Richard Caliguiri…

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…of wet

Glisten and descend

From the clouds over…

By Giulio Magrini

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Becoming A Little…
Speech Of Angels
Foglie Di Zafferano
The Old Man and...
Vince To Rachel…
The Pittsburgher
Turning The Channel…
Better to Be Born...
After the Strawberry Man
Artists And The Intelligentsia
My Life in Empty Space
No You Cannot Write Poetry
The Life Upstairs

Linda Troxell

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Heaven's Big Top

…vast cosmic circus, 

A juggler tosses stars.

As Saturn stands counting heads, 

To determine who is present and…

By Linda Troxell

Our Path To Salvation

There is a difference…

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…morning breeze has secrets to tell you. 

Do not go back to sleep. 

Listen to the whistle of the wind…

By Linda Troxell

For Jacob

The United States has a…

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…man was shot down in the street today.

His name is Jacob and he is someone's dad. 

Seven shots to the back was all it…

By Linda Troxell

Timeless Friends

Friendships come and go…

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…day you packed and went away, 

I thought I'd lost a friend. 

That the closeness and the love…

By Linda Troxell

Unsure, Afraid, Insane

When you know what…

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…I am once again, 

Unsure, afraid, insane. 

Emotion surging through…

By Linda Troxell

The Christmas I Prayed For

The Lord works in mysterious…

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…of my family's Christian walk has meandered through many stages, each with a different theme. Sometimes we walked together, other times…

By Linda Troxell

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Heaven's Big Top
Our Path To Salvation
For Jacob
Timeless Friends
Unsure, Afraid, Insane
The Christmas I Prayed For
Be The One
Don't Let Me…
From the Mind...
Heaven and Hell
Calling Into The Void
A Cross To Bear
A Covenant With God…
This Journey
Watch The Hatred Burn
Nostalgic Daydream
Cosmic Roll...
What Do I Want…
Can I Touch Your Love?
Do We Have the Courage?
After So Long
A Whole Woman
Endless Free Fall
Circles That Beckon Me
A Friendship Born Of Fate
The Stranger
Jeff Bezos, Amazon, and...
Joy Comes In The Morning
Against All Odds
Memories Of My Brother

Grace Y. Estevez

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Oblivious Joy

…wish at times to

blind my eyes.

Unknow the truth

from time to…

By Grace Y. Estevez

Life

…always get better,

humming to my heartbeats song.

Smiling through the rough weather,

will help sorrows march…

By Grace Y. Estevez 

So Long

…used to be

lives in your eyes,

a tarnished key

holds all…

By Grace Y. Estevez

Jupiter

…disguised as a tree branch

can stand quite still to reach attack,

wears a sweet smile while stabbing backs,

carries pink hues, to hide…

By Grace Y. Estevez 

Life's Tale

…stories fill the night,

an endless tale under the sky,

the greenest forest twinkles bright,

inspiring hopes so…

By Grace Y. Estevez 

Battle

…could shield your pain,

absolve your loss and provide gain,

protect you from the hard cold rain,

assure that joy runs…

By Grace Y. Estevez 

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Oblivious Joy
Life
So Long
Jupiter
Life's Tale
Battle
Compensate
Possibility
One
Value
Greed
Rebuild
Pick
Reinvent
Desires
Ballerina
Wonderland
Unease
Mending
Infinite Presence
Span
Handmade
Unveiling
Mentor
Presence
Listen
Infinite Dad
Caretaker

Fran Pearce

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Night And Day

…awaiting its greeting from me and thee.

Within the night snuggle mystery and winsome delight.

Within the day, our hopes shine bright.

Wisps of the future, sighs of the past…

By Fran Pearce

Just A Thought

…cyst until it is a mass

A mass is just a mass until it is cancer

Cancer is just cancer.

Come with…

By Fran Pearce

Silver Threads

…Umbilical,

Biblical, Empirical

Tinier than the tiniest speck in WhoVille,

Greater than the…

By Fran Pearce

Her Heart Cried…

…laughing, she was not.

He cherished the moment, she did not.

He floated on their gentle kisses, she did not.

He reveled in their…

By Fran Pearce

Peace Out!

…think so. I really don’t.

What’d they take?

Oh, not much. Just my soul.

Your soul? This is crazy…

By Fran Pearce

Movin' On

Jimmy Buffet

————

…cry, we can roll in the  mist

Sing, swing, sway and twist

Laugh, cry, and know the…

By Fran Pearce

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Night And Day
Just A Thought
Silver Threads
Her Heart Cried…
Peace Out!
Movin' On
Oh, Mamma!
Faith Joyce
Daddy Days
Route 66
The Flight Of...
Discipline? Creativity...
God's Escrow
The Human Prospective
Gone but Not Forgotten
Falling In…
Sad, Sad Side...
Sowing, Weeding, Growing
Just Life
Once Upon A Starry…
June 14, 1946 10:54 AM
Take The Plunge
Across the Pond
An Atheist Feminist…
Life Solstice
Between The Raindrops
Basics
Color Me Crazy
By Any Other Name
Meant to Be!

Russell Willis

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It Is Magic After All

Listening to Bella Voce…

————

…is magic after all

Noise no longer noise

Sound unrendered by…

By Russell Willis

That Other Stuff

A poem about the stuff of…

————

…are the stuff of knowledge.

Let fly the mind and heart and soul

To find that other…

By Russell Willis

We Are The Both

Life is grey or…

————

…are the both

always competing

yet most of the time…

By Russell Willis

Goodbye, Rosalynn...

A memory of meeting…

————

…I can smell things frying: corndogs, doughnuts, turkey wings, and any number of other members of several food groups.  The first tingles of the coming winter and blowing dust…

By Russell Willis

This Old Brick Church

About the historic brick…

————

…at a crossroads

this old brick church,

straddles…

By Russell Willis

It Doesn't Give Me Hope

I once heard someone sigh…

————

…is so much

That doesn’t give me hope

There is much more…

By Russell Willis

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It Is Magic After All
That Other Stuff
We Are The Both
Goodbye, Rosalynn...
This Old Brick Church
It Doesn't Give Me Hope
How Hard It Is...
Causes Lost or Losing
Alone In The Universe?
Monometer
It’s Been A Long Time
On Character
Discernment
Poet's Passion
From the Very Last Seat
Gentle Kiss of New Year’s Eve
Memorial Day
Remember
The Moon It Fell
Wandering Around the Truth
Small Courages

Nolcha Fox

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Hope Is

…in shadows.

She looks through

the cobwebs

and…

By Nolcha Fox

Oranges

I wrote this poem for my…

———
…the citrus sunset

brought you to my table.

You peeled an…

By Nolcha Fox

I Ride In A Barrel

…waterfall of regrets.

How do I return time I borrowed 

from childhood to act older than my years?

Now that my future…

By Nolcha Fox

I Carried You

I grieved when my brother killed…

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…trapped in a box, beribboned.

Your hair blond halo in the wind,

your eyes blue marbles…

By Nolcha Fox

See This

When we can't trust…

————

…promise. Broken.

Armor. Useless. See.

This…

By Nolcha Fox

Glad You Called

Sometimes we have…

————

…hello. It’s been a while.

A year, you say. H.ow are 

the kids? I know you’re…

By Nolcha Fox

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Hope Is
Oranges
I Ride In A Barrel
I Carried You
See This
Glad You Called
You Are A Swan
She Was Dying
We’re Bubbles
She’s A Wild Thing
Where Do You Go
Dirty Hands
Seasons Change
When I Lose My Mind
Another Drive-by
I Asked The Birds
Let Me Endure
Morning Is A River
The Journey's Never Over
I Thought Us Close
Soggy Socks
Words Into Elephants
Expired
Deferred
If I Were A Woman
Awkward