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Cheers To The Journey

I dedicate this poem…

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… to the spark that starts the flame,  

Cheers to the risk, the thrill, the game.  

Cheers to the moments we chase…

By Emmatobs

Elysium Of Shadows

The poem "Elysium of…

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…realms where shadows conflate,  

A nymph traverses, spun from fate.  

Her laughter, a murmuration of…

By Emmatobs

Only A Smile

…painful realm, full of bumps and holes 

It only takes a smile to make…

By Emmatobs

Happy Birthday…

Every 18th Of August serve…

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…world that's filled with love and light

There shines a beacon, pure and bright

For a friend so dear…

By Emmatobs

I AM BLACK

Today, 25th of May, 2023, is a beautiful…

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…of colonialism is put to the center age

And intensely illuminated by the flame of liberty

To fight for their…

By Emmatobs

Letter To My World

This is my confession to you…

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…leaves falling down

Like a tear rolls down my face

Mother you've been such…

By Emmatobs

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Cheers To The Journey
Elysium Of Shadows
Only A Smile
Happy Birthday…
I AM BLACK
Letter To My World
Green
Bloody Past
Poetry In The Rain...
Things Fall Apart Again
Daydream
About The Club
Is Love A Crime?
Happy World Poet's Day
That Love Of Mine
My Old Roads
His Last Breath
Letter To My Little Jojo
A Piece of Advice
Silence In Solitude
Cut Lives Short
Who Is To Blame
Ticket To Hell
Realm Of His Story
Mental Note
Disease Of Ideology
The Child Of Sorrow
The Skin Walker
A Country Of 419

Judge Santiago Burdon

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Leave Well Enough Alone

Life on the streets

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…at the ground while I walked around a vacant lot in  the Inner City without purpose, I discovered under leaves and  grass clippings an incredible amount of cigarette butts, beer cans, broken bottles and…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

Another Fish Story

Story told by Irish Fisherman

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…week and decided to visit Ireland and enjoy the quaint ambience of small  fishing towns dotting the coast. My first introduction was Kinsale in County Cork, a fishing village with the…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

Grizzly Tale

Story told first hand…

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…I've never seen a bear in the wild." Two Pair said sitting next to me at the poker…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

That Kind Of Stuff

…for only a short while. I had it right in my hands. I’m still not sure if it escaped my grasp or if I intentionally let it go. I'll tell you this though, if there's a chance in hell to just touch it for a brief moment once again, I’d consider myself a lucky man. I bet there’s plenty more sorry bastards…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

Suffering Pleasure

…light candles throughout my Studio apartment not so much as to create a romantic or Gothic ambience, but instead to be able to navigate around my four hundred square foot living space with a small amount of light. Evidently, it seems my…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

December 10th 1967

Witnessed the plane crash of music legend

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…and I was an awkward fourteen years old. The Old Man and I had just spent the weekend at the cottage in Adams County Wisconsin winterizing the place. All water lines were thoroughly drained and blown out to eliminate any water they might…

By Judge Santiago Burdon

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Leave Well Enough Alone
Another Fish Story
Grizzly Tale
That Kind Of Stuff
Suffering Pleasure
December 10th 1967
Better Than Ezra
Boondocks Part 2
Boondocks...
Tex and CoTex
...Key Lime Pie
The Director
The Gargoyle Yawns
Wake Me Up When I'm Famous
Wooly Bully
Black Moon Promise
Get Forked
Growing Old
Two Dollar Talisman
Love Is A Stolen Car

Margaret Karim

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Camouflage

... time for laughter

Childish glee

Must seek work

Before they are...

By Margaret Karim

Solace

…recall your fingers

Stroking my face

Arms drawing me

Into a gentle…

Discovery

…many years

Stomach protruding

Too many beers?

Hedonism,…

By Margaret Karim

Global Game

…of power

Endless, global game

Powerless

Bow head in…

By Margaret Karim

Tomorrow

…is a Survivor

Stories to tell

Never does

Why revisit…

By Margaret Karim

Older Adults

…faces wear the past

Experience in each fold, wrinkle

Minds a treasure trove of knowledge

Irreverent eyes never fail…

By Margaret Karim

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Camouflage
Solace
Discovery
Global Game
Tomorrow
Older Adults
Essence of Love
Unwelcome Intrusion
Reassuring
Old Faithful
Town's Son
Guardian
Grateful
Regret
Daily Fray
Be At Ease
Forever Yours
Conscience
She Is Not There
Imprint
Spirit At Peace
Bewildered Eyes
Initial Grief
Born To Roam Free
Futile
In Control
Oasis
Never Change
Snapshots…
Self Love

Andrew Scott

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Monster

… there is a monster under the bed

who wants to take me whole

It is messing with my …

By Andrew Scott

Not Alone

… heavy air is hovering over you.

Many worries, unable to make everything meet.

The mind scattered with thoughts.

Days are adding up as a…

By Andrew Scott

The Night Of The Nor'easter

… winds came from nowhere.

Another surprise nor’easter.

We get a lot of them here each fall

so I am prepared for them …

By Andrew Scott

The Compass

… though I am in the middle of a compass.

Bewildered feelings on the direction to take.

Each direction clouded by fog.

Unable to see in the…

By Andrew Scott

Protect Me

…at the night sky

feeling the dark, cold breeze.

I listen for your voice

coming through…

By Andrew Scott

The Beautiful Beast

…not see what she sees.

I am an ugly skinned man,

half-full of angry rage.

I hid my physical being…

By Andrew Scott

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Monster
Not Alone
The Night Of The Nor'easter
The Compass
Protect Me
The Beautiful Beast
Journey Of Healing
Rest High
Naked
Soul Searching
Off Today
Gypsy’s Mandilion
Your Light
No Words
The Healed Wings
The Temptress Witch
The Road Traveled Back
Sun In The Falling Rain
Lost In The Moment
Not Inspired Today
Guiding Star
Romantic Highways
Whispering Waves
The Climb
The Road Unknown
Touch The Sky
Signs and Symbols
Train Whistle
The Bench
The Snake's Resolve

Marc O'Brien

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The Hollow Lesson

While walking home …

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… putting gothic candy distribution as a distant memory, along with wintry festive celebrations which positively graced the small community recently, where Paulie’s humble affluent family neighbored royal counterparts, allowing the …

By Marc OBrien

Becky Sue's Starving...

Inside the library the…

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…descended early on the library parking lot, due to the autumn fall season change, instigating Becky Sue, to sit by the window, inside the coffee shop, pen and …

By Marc OBrien

Performing Mindful Exercises

Wanting her Prince, Paulie to…

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… couple hours, daylight graced the rural farming community, bringing a warming, loving feeling to the area. Inside the cottage kitchen, Momma cleaned …

By Marc OBrien

Receiving Royal Redemption

Princess Lida leaves her…

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… the spotlighted perch, Princess Lida observed the silver crane invasion creating a siege, occupying her …

By Marc OBrien

Monica And Louie…

Paulie judges a talent…

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… his aristocratic monarch royal attitude, Paulie found himself assigned to the Scholastic talent show judge’s table, as the community’s satirical appointment honoring the…

By Marc OBrien

The Power Of The Peach Kernel

A Surprise Sunday…

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…a gust a wind breezed through the area, creating havoc, travelling unnoticed, since Paulie was deeply concentrated on devouring a peach, enjoying a…

By Marc OBrien

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The Hollow Lesson
Becky Sue's Starving...
Performing Mindful Exercises
Receiving Royal Redemption
Monica And Louie…
The Power Of The Peach Kernel
The Mysterious Explorer
Feeding A Healthy...
The Mystery Of The Blue...
Royal Diversity
The Night Of The…
Friendly Loyalty
Medal The Manipulative Hedgehog
Addicted To Information
The Goodwill Dream
Christmas In July
The Captain And...
Paving For Growth
Competing With Fluff
Knowing Tourist Season
Trigger Point
The Zebra Confessional
Blue Print Imagination
The Reality Triangle
Mother And Son Talk
In Search Of...
The Friendly Conversation
The Saddest…
The Lucky...
Building An Ice...

Sarah Henry

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The Christmas Dog

…Yule log burns

in the fireplace.

A big dachshund

rests…

By Sarah Henry

The End Times

…living

in the end times.

Fire burns parts

of the…

By Sarah Henry

TV Show Doctor

…I went to drama school

without my face, they’d

have laughed me out

of the…

By Sarah Henry

Everyone Doesn't Want to Be President

Managing adversity by avoiding it.

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…doesn’t want to

address a…

By Sarah Henry

Hollywood Home

…your home,

old movie stars

have their place.

Who were…

By Sarah Henry

Snow Globe

…was the shyest girl in the high

school class and went…

By Sarah Henry

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The Christmas Dog
The End Times
TV Show Doctor
Everyone Doesn't Want to Be President
Hollywood Home
Snow Globe
My Big Day
Psychic Predictions
Hair Shirt Preferred

Stephen Barile

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Cantua Creek

…first explored by Spanish Army troops

From the mission at San Juan Baptista,

Led by Jose de Guadalupe…

By Stephen Barile

Mineral King Road

“We consider the new mines…

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…was worthless,

Getting to the mines was everything.

Three-thousand dollars was raised…

By Stephen Barile

A Tiny White Stucco House

To venture inside

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…and grief pursued him,

Not unlike his needing a shave,

when he turned…

By Stephen Barile

Grinding Wheel

Where the buttress of concrete Stands…

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…the freeway came, there were

Small houses, in neat, squared off rows,

On San Benito Street. Tiny front yards…

By Stephen Barile

The Ghosts of Joaquin Rocks

…party of Mexican deer hunters

In the New Idria Mining District,

On the eastern edge of the…

By Stephen Barile

Cotton

Tulare Lake mostly disappeared

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…Lake mostly disappeared

It’s life ended, the lakebed sold

To agricultural…

By Stephen Barile

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Cantua Creek
Mineral King Road
A Tiny White Stucco House
Grinding Wheel
The Ghosts of Joaquin Rocks
Cotton
Opéra Candélabre
Le Quartier Latin
Lunch With Paul No. 9
Lunch With Paul No. 8.
Lunch With Paul No. 7
Lunch With Paul No. 6 The Blossom Trail Café
Lunch with Paul, No. 5
Lunch with Paul No.4 Chef Paul's Cafe
Lunch with Paul No 2 Flightline Cafe
Lunch with Paul #3 Santa Fe Basque Hotel
The Original Caffé Midí
Lunch with Paul

Becca Hulen

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The Ramblings Of The Lost…

…say you can’t pour from an empty cup.. I’ve been pouring from my core till the end of the root and somehow keep finding more even in the endless…

By Becca Hulen

Where Did She Go?

…filled with life that I drove people insane with incessant talking… 

Now I find I have nothing to say and it’s weird…

By Becca Hulen

Chakra Trauma

…is a death sentence to which there is no repentance… damaged so deep it’s surpasses the vein and rests within my…

By Becca Hulen

I’ve Heard This...

…crave idealize 

I disvalue myself 

I live with…

By Becca Hulen

I Wish You Could…

…words to unlock the cage containing your pain

I wish I could walk into the cell and absorb all the heavy

To make you weightless while my…

By Becca Hulen

The Injustice of Losing...

…so much rage at the injustice

Rage at the love I’ve never felt

Rage at the love I thought was real

Rage at my…

By Becca Hulen

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The Ramblings Of The Lost…
Where Did She Go?
Chakra Trauma
I’ve Heard This...
I Wish You Could…
The Injustice of Losing...
My Ghost
Fresh Start
Memories Keep You Afloat...
I’m Starving For Your Lies
Unforgiven
Feeding Demons
Traumatically In Love With Pain
Judgment Day
Traumatized Thoughts
The Prison Of Submission
You were a chapter, not the book
Demonic Oppression
What Goes Up, Must Come Down
The Call of the Void

K. L. Shipley

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The Spotless Life of Mr. Potts

A hollow drum holds…

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… his life was really spotless. It was only that he considered it so. Not that he really considered anything. Michael Potts was impervious to legal niceties, moral turpitude, and common sense. Whatever he did was okay…

By K. L. Shipley

In the Time Before Time

Echoes in time..

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…history had barely begun, when ideas were replacing instinct, when grunts were becoming speech, a mysterious people were unknowingly laying the foundation of both western and eastern civilization. Their proto words and beliefs spread across…

By  K. L. Shipley

Tick, Tick, Tick

How often does,” Go, Go…

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…sympathies are completely with old Plautus. Yours, too, I imagine. The sun-dial was bad enough. Now we have ever-more refined ways of slicing our days into ever-more itsy-bitsy pieces. We are obsessed by time. We never have enough…

By K. L. Shipley

A Reckoning

Suicide, preceded by three…

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…rounds from a pump-action 12-gauge shotgun took the lives of four souls - Floyd Sanford (shot twice), Bessie Lee Sanford, and Rosalie Sanford. Each died from close-range blasts that splattered blood, flesh and bone. The fifth shot was delivered to the chest of the murderer …

By K. L. Shipley

Word Play

Writing has a unique…

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…three venerable envoys that carry words from our inner musings to the world outside. Which form we choose is determined by what we intend. Prose is usually better for complexity. Song is usually better for …

By K. L. Shipley

The Mindlessness Of AI

“I have an idea, let’s …

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Vat, now I must argue with my toaster about my toast shud be lighter or darker?

…whole life everybody tellin’ me vat to do. Now my toaster tells me vat my toast shud be! No, no, no. I throw that blabbermouth in der trasch and toast my bread over the fire. The fire don’t talk back to…

By K. L. Shipley

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The Spotless Life of Mr. Potts
In the Time Before Time
Tick, Tick, Tick
A Reckoning
Word Play
The Mindlessness Of AI
Thoughtless
Tidal Pools
Ocean
This Too Will Fall Apart
So Shall It Be Written...
When Doves Kill
Father Of The Tribe
My Father's Inheritance Is My Own
Good Stays The Same
Redemption
A Place For Her Lever
Achilles And Odysseus
Mothers
Quiet Mouse
Vulgar, Ignorant & Impatient
Divine Right
Hyperborea
Brrr . . .
Tropical Clucking
Just Kidding
The Mystery Of Amelia
Bamboo Dancing...
Diversity Of What
Game Of Mind

Brenda Arledge

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Trust In The Power...

We often feel helpless, knowing…

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…she watches each event unfold,

knowing her hands are tied, 

feelings of despair take…

By Brenda Arledge

Recuperating

"Recuperating" is a poem…

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…down the days

waiting for a clean bill of health, 

hoping to get…

By Brenda Arledge

God's Children Weep

God's Children Weep is a…

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…fueled protests

fills the streets,

destructive violence…

By Brenda Arledge

Make The Day Bright

"Make the Day Bright" is…

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…only takes a moment 

to turn someone’s world around,

so, take the time to…

By Brenda Arledge

That's Life

"That's Life" is a short…

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…I’ve already faced 

my darkest day,

but I doubt that…

By Brenda Arledge

Wait...Don't Rush

"Wait...

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…rose 

delicate and beautiful,

a softness like it might…

By Brenda Arledge

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Trust In The Power...
Recuperating
God's Children Weep
Make The Day Bright
That's Life
Wait...Don't Rush
Stay At Home...
Life Has A Purpose
Trusting Google Maps
Just Another Ordinary Day
Love Isn't Always Easy
God's Promise
Self-made Therapyď
"Playing With Fire"
God's Got This!
Teardrops Are Not Enough
Real Love Flows Naturally
Feelings Of You
Misery With Company
Taking Stock Of Life
Their Last Rainbow
Facing Nightmares
He'll Bring You…
Weathering The Storm
When Tragedy Strikes
New Beginnings Haunt...
Each Day Is A New...
Bumpy Road
The Last Dance
Tide of Life

Anita G. Gorman

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The Plagiarism Club

The narrator confesses…

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…was about to start. Everyone had either piles of paper neatly assembled on the table or a laptop that was on and chugging away. I was a new member of the group. I had nothing with me except what was stored in my head. The leader of the group cleared…

By Anita G. Gorman

Joy at the Funeral

…liked her name. She didn't feel particularly joyful most of the time. On the other hand, for part of the time on most days she felt pretty good. She had two small children, a husband with a decent job, and she herself worked part-time in retail. She was thirty years…

By Anita G. Gorman

Apology

Carlina apologizes for…

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…was always apologizing. In the grocery store, when she was staring at cans of soups and another customer joined her, she would say, "Sorry," and move away to another aisle. The cans of soups would…

By Anita G. Gorman

The Clown

She enters an antiques store and wants to buy a painting of a clown. The old proprietor reveals why she can't buy it.

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…started looking at the walls. She had enough furniture, but she needed something on the walls of her apartment in downtown Ashleyville, Ohio. She walked to the rear of the small, crowded store and…

By Anita G. Gorman

Magdalena Raises Her Hand

Magdalena has always been ignored…

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…was not sure when she realized that no one paid much attention to her. Was it in elementary school, when she would raise her hand constantly to answer the teacher's questions? Her arm would ache from shaking it, but Mrs. Alexander, her third grade teacher, would rarely call…

By Anita G. Gorman

A Command from the Dying

Irene's mother issues a…

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…Irene's mother was dying, she established some rules. "Irene, when I die, you will of course bury me in the Ashleyville Cemetery. You will visit every day. I know you will. You're a good daughter, though I can't say you always have been very good. Why you married that guy, I have no idea. At least the two of you produced a cute…

By Anita G. Gorman

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The Plagiarism Club
Joy at the Funeral
Apology
The Clown
Magdalena Raises Her Hand
A Command from the Dying
The One-Dollar Lottery Ticket
Malcolm's Murder Plot
Maxwell's Job
Always Bennie
1945
Elspeth Crusoe
Uncle Anton
A Call From Anonymous
For a Reason
Jonathan's Leg
Lost Lunches
Cincinnatus
Eliza's Mother
Courageous Women
The Mysterious Limousine
Heidi and Happiness
Renewing a Writer's License
Grandma and the Threesome
The Cane Caper
Scott Free
Ingrid Alone
Muriel Calls the Neighbor
Hector and the Tibetan Coins
The Mausoleum

Ken Gosse

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The Hollow’s Head Man

A Grim Start for the Reaper

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… an infant he nursed at the breast

of a harpy who’s fierce, feathered chest

seethed venom most toxic.

It’s not paradoxic…

By Ken Gosse

Raider of The Lost Archive

.. there in rows, not columns,

blood and sweat and tears you’ll bleed

while seeking what you need through slaloms,

zig-zagging at breakneck …

By Ken Gosse

An Eighteen-Senryu Adieu

… all’s said and done,

time will have made its last run

for Earth, Moon, and…

By Ken Gosse

Simple Needs

Don't throw out your babies …

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…just decided to erase

a verse that paused before my face

but didn’t have the time or…

By Ken Gosse

Who’m I?

…were me, I’d like to be

some other person, thoroughly

exciting, handsome, debonair;

someone with that ....

By Ken Gosse

Stormy Weather At The Beach

Memories of a First Date ...

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…walked down the beach,

two young hearts within reach,

hand in hand in the …

By Ken Gosse

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The Hollow’s Head Man
Raider of The Lost Archive
An Eighteen-Senryu Adieu
Simple Needs
Who’m I?
Stormy Weather At The Beach
The True Blue New Brew
The Butterfly
The Apprehending Wall
A Father’s Advice (in Two Parts)
M-O-T-H-E-R
Hounded
Scrib-Scrabblin’ Away
Stir Frying
On the Road Again...
Merlin’s Wisdom
The Deadly S Curve
So Texted Zachary...
Socialite Vs. Socialdark...
Incelibate Separation...
The Art Of Persuasion…
A Darkness In August…
Playing With Fire
Margarita
Burnt Oftenings
Playing The Pyramid…
Someone There Is That...
Not Enough Hair...
The Lost and Found...
The Sun Often…

Monalisa Parida

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Caress of Soul!

…window shut her eyes,

The night elongates its time forcing the Sun to skive off,

The stars does not vanish from the bosom of the sky,

The wall clock doesn't…

By Monalisa Parida

Stream of Love

…Spring of eternal love,

Sparrow, pigeons on her eave.

A booming tone, a boisterous laugh,

Embrace the light with the…

By Monalisa Parida

Oblivion of Love

…is raining day and night,

Your name is written in raindrops,

On a moonlit window,

Longing eats me…

By Monalisa Parida

Sands of Time

…the sands of time,

Many things have left

So much has lost

A lot of hope to be…

By Monalisa Parida

My Solitary Nostalgia

…am drawing your picture,

With mixed colour of…

By Monalisa Parida

Endless Stellar

…stagnant welkin

Of celestial blue

A vanilla sun

As soft as a…

By Monalisa Parida

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Caress of Soul!
Stream of Love
Oblivion of Love
Sands of Time
My Solitary Nostalgia
Endless Stellar
Human Conundrum
Smiles of Valentine
Hidden Inflammation
Rebirth
Tremor Of Street
Take A New Avatar
My Village
Bathe of Dusk
In Your Love
Saintly Intervention
My Incredible India
Twenty Years Later
Time and Man
Last Dream of Night
Solitary Thinker
I Love My Odisha
Mystery of Life
Pleasure and Pain
Cupid
Pure Affection
Unclassified Past
Unspoken Words
Made For Each Other
A Letter To Paradise

Nancy Lou Henderson

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Soft Whispers

…alarm began to play softly, Jill reached for her cell phone.  While turning the alarm off, she sat up in the bed wishing she could finish her dream, but knowing it would repeat. For some reason the…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

Southern Sweet Mint Tea

Sometimes we associate different kinds of things with love.

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…Elsa filled the small pan with water at the sink, she looked out the kitchen window, and her mind wandered back to her childhood. (How many times had she done this same routine early in the morning of a hot summer day?) When she had filled the pan with just the right amount of…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

Mirror of Conflict

A mirror can reflect the beginning and ending

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…the courthouse, Dale walked down the steps behind Sue. He wanted to say something to her, but he knew Sue did not want to talk to him, plus she was on the arm of another man. Once Dale got into his vehicle and started driving down the road, he felt lost in his hurt, anger, and…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

Visions for the Mind

Words put together that give the mind a picture.

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…fluffy clouds, blue skies

Night, full moon, bright stars

Tree, brown branches, green…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

Full Circle

…walked into her bedroom, then sat down on the stool in front of her antique dressing table. She loved the dressing table with an attached mirror which had been her Grandma’s. It was her favorite place to brush her hair. As Grace looked at her image in the mirror, she remembered her Grandmother’s reflection in that same mirror. She had often sat in her Grandmother’s lap while her Grandma had…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

Waiting in Line

Waiting in line can be soul searching

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…line of people stretched ahead of Jess. The people in front of her seemed not to be moving, but she did not care because her mind was busy remembering her journey to get here. Had she done enough, and was she ready? Should she get out of the line and go…

By Nancy Lou Henderson

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Soft Whispers
Southern Sweet Mint Tea
Mirror of Conflict
Visions for the Mind
Full Circle
Waiting in Line
Daddy's Potato Soup
Waking You Up
When He Visits
You Are Special
I Lost Me
Those Big Eyes
Bouncing Golden Curls
The Cedar Chest

Shih-Fang Wang

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The Hollow Man

…man with a hollow heart

wanders the world like a body

without a soul…

By Shih-Fang Wang

The Essence of Life

… feels so hollow

as if the core were carved away

when we let go of our goals

those fragile pillars…

By Shih-Fang Wang

The Price

… mind consumed by rage 

enters a desolate, hateful stage  

it seeks sharp blades or bullets    

that drives the hand to strike…

By Shih-Fang Wang

Boundless Quest

…passion, flaming red 

rises like a soaring fire

wild and…

By Shih-Fang Wang

The Lesson Of Time

… I was younger

I did not treasure time—

day in and day out

I believed it would never …

By Shih-Fang Wang

The Ruler

…cannot escape time—   

Like an airtight bubble   

It encloses me                

Forcing me to submit …

By Shih-Fang Wang

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The Hollow Man
The Essence of Life
The Price
Boundless Quest
The Lesson Of Time
The Ruler
Hidden Signs
His Journal
Keep On Writing
Coping
The Restless Mind
The Call
Poseidon's Mood
Elegy
A New Day Awaits
Beware
The Quiet Mission
Anchored Within
My Father's Way
The Silent Strength
Irredeemable
I Wonder
Be Strong
Always My Superhero
The Power Of Motherhood
Deep Pain
His Belief
Vicissitudes Of Life
A Heroine
Mother's Love

Tracey Ross

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Mind

Just a playful Halloween poem...

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Once upon a time...

Or maybe a story that I longingly pined!

Dragons and fairies…

By Tracey Ross

Hyena's Laugh

Have you researched…

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…to our realm of “Predator’s vs Prey,” where the hyena’s laugh, dragging our cubs away, cunningly tricking the most diligent family protectors into sacrificing the weak, in a “Free Will” display, by not…

By Tracey Ross

Deflecting Truth

…currently has paid advertisement programming advice echoing out through the elderly and teens, warning that low sodium and non-processed food cooked from home and exercising through their lifetime…

By Tracey Ross

Complicit

It ends when WE end...

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…I know and do not say, than I am complicit in the sway added to the play, that manipulates the trajectory…

By Tracey Ross

Worldwide Plunge

If we open our eyes…

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…know that we are the enemy in a covert war game, dressed up as a theatrical puppet show, deflecting attention with the spew of a medical array, to disguise the intention of the worldwide…

By Tracey Ross

COD

Begin before the end...

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…are beings of limitless potential, experiencing a blending of emotions together, choosing the weight of rock or feather, to add to the records of history...

By Tracey Ross

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Mind
Hyena's Laugh
Deflecting Truth
Complicit
Worldwide Plunge
COD
Push Comes To Shove
Waste-Full
A Glimpse
Dirty Socks
In A Flash
Healing Journey
Forced Truth
Soylent Green
Creator's Glory
Disposition
Refocused
Quarry
Bad Taste
Indian Act
Sequestered
Common Sense
Our Way Is PMA
Disability Retreat
Stronghold
Halloween
Poetry In Motion
Connect The Dots
Throws of War
Deep Breaths

Clinton Siegle

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Society

…issues seem to change per day.

Open your eyes - Plague, War, to be Famine, not today.

Climate change is seasons or the galactic cycle in days.

In one ear out the other every…

By Clinton Siegle

To Realize We Live In The Past

Latest speed of Earth

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…years into a pass change to Cylons.

Eternity is watching me.

Silence, silently I watch and wonder in awe…

By Clinton Siegle

Equality

…would mean justice

Quality of justice

Until justice is real equality is a term thrown out to pacify.

All equality represents is…

By Clinton Siegle

Beauty Is Beauty

…my eyes to the beauty.

Dreams of God are beautiful too.

I realize an attribute of God is beauty.

Seriously, to dream of beauty of…

By Clinton Siegle

Compassion

…my current state of affairs, I wonder about compassion. I lost my sight, regained it. Lost in one eye regains partial in another. I wonder if I am compassionate to those with fewer opportunities in my time of…

By Clinton Siegle

Identity: Who Am I Really?

…am no longer sure who I am anymore. I knew I was. I was a hard worker. I did things that other people dream about doing in my reality. People laugh and say like what? The secrets I carried once upon a time did things that only a few will ever…

By Clinton Siegle

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Society
To Realize We Live In The Past
Equality
Beauty Is Beauty
Compassion
Identity: Who Am I Really?
Alone? Sure I Live Alone
Assistance
Family
Dark Thoughts
Embracing Isolation Diary Entry
Distance Distance Acrostic
Togetherness acrostic
Sudden Change Acrostic
Symbolism Acrostic
Uprising Upraise Think Acrostic
Uprising Verses Speculation The Last of Humanity
Awkward Awkward Uprising
Spirituality Acrostic

Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

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Passivity

…watch the clock

Ticking and ticking on;

You are the rhythm

Of the tick…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

I Swear I Will...

…wonderful it would be

If only I narrated ‒

The fragrance of cloying jasmine,

Hanging in…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

Untimely Demise

Dedicated to all who lost…

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…vessels of joy, the euphoria

Boarded in the ship of his dome

Have sunk into the…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

Alone

…and alone,

he is free to go to school,

free to work,

free to roam around…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

Determination

…holding its root,

Incites you to ink your emotions with blood

Like a woodpecker pecking the wood ignoring its woes

Until the mission is…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

Contrast

…men are paying for

nightly trip with nude maidens,

slaves at the hotel and lodge

wonder what sunrays look…

By Bimal Kishore Shrivastwa

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Passivity
I Swear I Will...
Untimely Demise
Alone
Determination
Contrast
The World Around
My Image, My Surrounding
What Do You Worship?
Bounded or Not?
How Dare You?
Why Hindrance in Love?
Mark a Man!
Sunset
Distortion of Concentration
Love, Hatred and Politics
What I Did At The Temple
Sleepless Nights
The Latecomer
An Aged Mother’s Reflection
Inference
The Cell Phones Amid
Bye Momma
Silence
Paradox
Revolution
Inner Storm
Beauty Props
Dog and Depression
Fake and True Leader

Ngoc Nguyen

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Beauty Incomparable

…gorgeousness is Beauty most treasured,

     that breathes life, air, and health into starving lungs,

so ecstasy that's beyond being measured,

     make even angels rejoice and speak…

By Ngoc Nguyen

O Rhyme! How I …

… I express my joy in thee;

     but sorrow drains desire, and grace received,

depriving me of your vivacious sea

     of gilded imagery…

By Ngoc Nguyen

Ode To Sorrow

…taste the poet's plight, youth, love, the Muse

     together inspire this reflective rhyme,

this thoughtful ode, for once more I must choose

     to look inward before the end of…

By Ngoc Nguyen

Strange Rhyme

… quantum mechanics were understood,  

     and black hole singularities, space-time,

and gravity's well swallowed in a flood, 

     would bend to genius effort of this …

By Ngoc Nguyen

Ode To Poetry

… launched on swiftly speeding wings,

  space and time flew to shape dark, obscure fates.

Parnassus glorified supernatural beings,

  birthing sweet songs too glorious to…

By Ngoc Nguyen

The Muse's Consolation

…the fresh bloom of a flower,

     is a rare joy, a kind of love felt deeply,

when virgins struggle, full of desire's power,

     then collapse in warm, sensual link…

By Ngoc Nguyen

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Beauty Incomparable
O Rhyme! How I …
Ode To Sorrow
Strange Rhyme
Ode To Poetry
The Muse's Consolation
On One Cloudless Day
Heaven Turned To Hell…
To Dream In Binary And Bits
As I Held Lightning...
True Beauty, Indeed…
A Poet's Testament...
A Love So Hot...
Immortal Lines By...
United Destinies
If I Have Squandered...
A Starry Night
Spiritual Warfare
The Love Of Rose
What You Are To Me
A.M. Verses On A...
What Beauty Is…
The Insignificance Of...
A Paradox of Time
For Manic, Listless...
O Bipolar, Harass...
Altar Of Love
When I Pen Lines…
When Solitude Is All...
When Songs Of…

Pete Black

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The Wall

As he had done countless times…

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…back to the worst day of his life, January 21, 1970. He was 100 yards away from the ammunition truck when it blew up, killing 12 of his Army buddies. He would never forget the gruesome scene, the dismembered and burning bodies. As he had done countless times, he touched the names…

By Pete Black

Rescued from the Trash

Tabitha was emptying the wastebasket...

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…when she found Stephen’s three wadded-up typewritten pages. After knocking off the cigarette ashes and smoothing out the pages, she began to read. It was good, and she wondered how the story ended. Tabitha was keenly aware that her…

By Pete Black

Babe's Missing Bat

More than 300 people filled…

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…than 300 people filled the large auction hall at Sotheby’s Auction House. They had come for a huge sports memorabilia auction. Babe Ruth’s home run bat, which christened a brand new Yankee stadium in 1923, was the auction’s…

By Pete Black

A Lunch Date with Destiny

When Laura started across…

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“You are to pay special attention to those who by accident of time, or place, or circumstances, are brought into closer connection with…

By Pete Black

The Baby Who Was Traded…

When Moses Carver got word...

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…slave traders from Arkansas raided Moses Carver’s plantation at night. They burned the fields and the barn. And they kidnapped Mary, a slave who had lived and worked on the Carver farm for a decade, and her one-week-old…

By Pete Black

Miracle on the River Kwai

Scottish Commander Ernest Gordon lay dying…

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…lay dying in the infamous Japanese prison camp in a Thailand jungle on the bank of the Kwai River. He had been placed next to fellow prisoners of war on the muddy ground next to several corpses in the…

By Pete Black

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The Wall
Rescued from the Trash
Babe's Missing Bat
A Lunch Date with Destiny
The Baby Who Was Traded…
Miracle on the River Kwai
No. 23
Operation Cowboy
The Nun
The Legend of No. 42
Graveyard Shift at Robsham Hall
Saving the President
The Pea Island Lifesavers
The Birmingham Preacher
Stick to Driving a Truck
The Last Man in the Water
The Lady Behind the Bridge
The Breadline Champions
Man of the Millennium
Endurance
Mr. Yellow Jacket
Putting on His Pants
At Rock Bottom
Almost No Cat in the Hat
Rocket Boy
Burt's Bees
Visits to the Louvre Museum
Bitter or Better
Saving Luna
Thank You for the Fleas