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FIRST CHERUBIC CHANCE

This road is snake-like except
for the crusty scales of an intestinal
late dusk. A boy treaded on the 
lane tracks lean and nomadic...
burnt shoulders grilled and toasted by
the sun, as if his coal skin sparked like
burning diamond weeds. In a flash, a tender
sorcery poured in my veins. There and then,
I longed to whisper a tune, play the tambourine or
partake of the loaf in my sack with him.
But he waited for paper clouds to ruffle his hair,
seemingly undisturbed by pilgrims like me 
holding unto holy relics and bones of night. The gauze
shirt as his frock winged with the silver winds,
windblown stroking my ebony tresses with a whisper
hushed by his delicate omnipresence.

In a dimly lit bus, sand wheezed tribal notes
moist on my eyelids uprooted by uncontained
temples of longing, now becoming thick
as woolen destiny. If only for a flicker of time,
his eyelids met mine so briefly... parting saline dust
of sacred, smiling gazes. I was inside a cell 
of a wombed bus. He was outside enlarged by a
hundred stars exploding dewdrops, inviting eternity.
For a fraction of silence, we met somewhere
between the fluorescent of our twin eyes. He, the angel 
first fondly encountered ; I, the dreamer ever bewildered…
I remember...I was five.  
                             
                           ---oooo----oooo---

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Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2010

Details | I do not know? | |

Raindrops

Raindrops
are like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps down
my spine

Their cool aftermath
cleanses me of my thoughts
of fear and uncertainty 
about what tomorrows
pain may bring

They make me feel,
wet with creativity
drenched in my optimistic
illumination. glistening
raindrops, my thoughts
leave paths of pleasurable
distress, and hope of success
which road, less traveled
may be the best

Forget an umbrella
when these raindrops
arrive, I walk outside
arms open wide

Ready to Receive
whatever
the mind storm may bring
because raindrops are
as my thoughts, falling
down into my mind
sending shivers down
my spine

My brain, yearns
for the rain, to wash away
the pain, tomorrows worry
does bring
One special drop
could speed up life's clock
to the time
I can handle my own
and not dwell inside my controllers
home

For raindrops are,
like my thoughts
falling down into my mind
sending goose bumps
down my spine

Copyright © Heather Hill | Year Posted 2010

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Secretly Obsessed

Obsessed with the thought of you
wondering if it's only me or
if you sometimes remember the sweet things you've said
and if you meant them how I took them
or if I'm just obsessed with what's in your head

Obsessed with your very sentences
Every response I take personal
I know it's selfishness
Have you not noticed my eyes?
They hold secrets that only you can unlock
if you'd just take time to fill the thick juices of my pride
It's just boiling with lust, passion, trust and distrust
and other things I obsess over so much

I find myself writing to free myself from this prison I've created
where only you and I reside
I become confused about what I'm really feeling inside and I 
try to rid the thoughts that are highly debated as false and I
begin to cry and
think of casting love spells so that the universe can deliver this affair
I know it's unfair
but I don't care

I'm obsessed with what hasn't happened between us
I'm obsessed with your heart and that the fact that 
I don't think you've even noticed my selfish innuendos 
and secret undertones that blatantly express my lust
Or maybe you have and you calmly remain in resistance of distrust 
If you could only read my mind by simply touching my fingertips,
I'm sure I'd catch you out the corner of my eye biting your bottom lip
I'm obsessed with the passion and thoughts I think you have
Obsessing over an experience that I may never have....





Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse | |

A Lover's entrée to March

How far can you fall and get back up 
How high can you jump
And keep your feet in the sand 

To touch grace and fall from within
Next to you I was out of my skin
I missed you yesterday and you leave tomorrow

A life spent in the shadows of lushly tint 
Smoke your waves 
Exhale the freshness of your menthol scent 
Home is what you call shelters that need no defense 

I’ll send 
You’ll say goodbye
I’ll send again
You won’t reply

If love 
Is the appreciation of another’s existence
Then goodbye
Is the anticipation of seeing you again

You and I, we’ll cruise the shores
Together we’ll settle with the wind 
The joy of a small hut, a lovers den

You’ll send
I’ll wonder why
You’ll send again
I will not reply 

"our songs for sale"

Copyright © Jerry Golden | Year Posted 2009

Details | Haiku | |

The Internet: Rtrn

A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
Procrastination!

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

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One Truth

Our present incapable to convey, 
beneath the heaven's sky, 
yet we share the evening elucidation, 
equivalent morning rise, 
my storm will rage your way, 
your gust flustering me one day, 
articulating thoughts of you...
and mystifies my life.

Copyright © Angie Mae | Year Posted 2006

Details | I do not know? | |

If You Only Knew

If you only knew how i felt about you
You wouldn't treat me like you do 
If you love me like you say 
Why do we get to arguing everyday
I guess thats the way love goes
No one ever really knows 
If you want me,take me
It's the only way you'll get me maybe
I have a lot of things on my mind
But you seem to have me in a bind
That doesn't mean you have me on lock 
That just means no one can block 
The love i have for you is power
It just don't come and go in a hour
You got some really good i guess you think you do
But only if you knew

Copyright © Roykinsha Richburg | Year Posted 2007

Details | Lyric | |

this love this hate

This love 
This hate
is something we cant create
it makes us live
it helps us die
thats something that cant be denied
it makes us heal
it helps us feel 
it can even make men kneel
even though we are not the same
we can all be driven insane
by this love 
this hate inside my head
that makes the world wish it dead
so put all things away
rest your heads for this love this hate will fade away 
only when the world ends.

Copyright © Christian Head | Year Posted 2009

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Mystery Of The Light

     Moon light harkens,
     Seeking new dimensions...
     Stardust glistens, while
     Unmasking true intentions...
     Awakening emotions,
     Inspiring deep devotion...
     Lightly, proudly,
     Love unveils its pleasure...
     Embrace it, taste it,
     Measuring such treasure...
     Cast your pains away
     With clear voice that greats the day,
     Kneel and humbly pray,
     Raise the curtain of the night
     And walk into the mystery of the light...
     Lift your head
     And walk away from
     Shrouded fears...
     Turn aside
     Of the life 
     You've lived before...
     In your heart
     Seek one thought 
     Of evermore...
     And you'll know
     Him as you've never
     Known before...
     Warmly, lightly,
     The brightness will astound you...
     Sense it, hear it
     Wrap its arms around you...
     Let your faith be shown-
     From the brightness that-
     You know will lead to sight...
     Forever walking with
     The mystery of the light...

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Copyright © Charlie Smith | Year Posted 2016

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Tears

A great day ending in tragedy
now you wait until you get the news
I was scattered in different forms
The car door was slammed into my side
The doctor walks in to give you the news
You fall to the floor
Tears falling from your face
Your makeup running down unto your clothes
Making a stain where your heart used to be
I took you back into the darkest place of my soul
Something was different more darker than before
Now you wait until the funeral of your lost love
Your standing in the corner
Your face is covered in darkness
The blood runs from your eyes
How it hurts in the worst way now that im gone
Your realizing how much i meant to you
Something you havent seen before
Your blindness fades away as you start to see
You fall to the floor fainting
No one picks you up
They drop my casket into my little hole
Where i will stay all life long
How your tears fall unto the ground
Getting soaked up by the soil
Drowning me in your tears
Admire the past no more ways to see the future
Now that your starting to love me more
You wait until you see me in a dream
Dying like the past
As your moving on i fade away
I am no longer alive
You left me behind

Copyright © Shayla Dendinger | Year Posted 2012

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Because

I loved a man, because and because.
He was dear to me then, and now.
Don't search for reasons for my because...
You'll never find them out.

I loved a man, for why and for why.
A different man, you see.
Don't search for reasons for my for why.
The doves are in the trees.

The doves in the trees have secrets, you know.
They coo them all full out.
But only the birds know what they say -
why I loved both the men.


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Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2015

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

The Coal-Est.hot Item

(Inspired by the genius of Ms. Norey Bailey. Please check her out )

Soulful sista
Strolling in her full spirited stride
Just couldn't hide
From my heart's searching eye's
that I swore I
wouldn't allow to be blinded by this mindless modern day luv no more
Until that particular half second
I wanted to run-------grab her by the hands!!!!!! 
AND......
take her down to see the Reverend

I didn't have any spare time that was to be wasted
Wanted to recycle my trashy reputatation
Strip
      Down         My image                                                                      Un-til- it was raw

So that.....
It could be steamed and not fried
BLESSED
Not viciously devoured
  Hope that I'm a genourous helping
That'll nurture your body and soul
and in no way be unhealthy
One who'd always fill you up, never leave you empty
Be your top and bottom money maker and not once will you ever have to pimp me

Easy to open
Hard to tear apart
I play a game thats not a game & i trump any Player's card
I'm what the mighty-dollar can't buy
And I'm the same thing that stores just don't sale

Copyright © James Nichols | Year Posted 2006

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Antique

Your love shown like an antique bloodstain on the dress of our decay.
You pushed your hand through 
the over grown garden to crush the final living rose.
Blood seeped from your pores.
We held hands on our last night on earth.
We dance on the graves of loved ones lost.
And we kissed under the trees 
and under the sky.
We sold our souls to the vampire in our dreams.
We sung about broken hearts and lost souls as we cried.
We were never meant to be.
You can take these tears.
Watch the blood drenched TV screen flicker with anticipation.
Dancing in our sorrow.
And singing in unrivaled beauty.

Copyright © Jennifer Raymond | Year Posted 2005

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Untitled #188 / STARDUST

“And STARDUST we will be again”

Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse | |

Generic Minds

generic minds listen to generic music
have generic thoughts that are unknowingly abusive
watch generic things talk about generic things
gee this generic *****is spreading like a disease
better get your flu shot 
thats what they said to me
a suicidal vaccine 
a subliminal killing spree
its contagious and the outrageous
thing about it is that the people are blind in an eye
that they didn't even know they had
it's sickening to watch these clueless civilians 
inside the looking glass
with nightmares of being free
without a key to their mind
for it is trapped in the frequency
in the illusion of time
bathed in our universe
killing all that refuse to see
those that admit to hypocracy
or see the message in hip hop
how cant you see
the message in the lyrics that
bring adolescents to their knees
from bullet wounds conflicting their flesh
contradicting that they're the best
but the songs keep telling them that they dont need no rest
that they dont wanna go home
that they should ride alone
with the gat as their only companion
and so the only path they choose is the one that they're told
until they grow old and hope turns to a window pane
inside a window pane, until all they feel is pain
they realize that the music itself is ashamed
so whats to look up to
when you cant even speak when you cant even walk because you look so bleak
your eyes are sunken from the tv you're infested with the dee zees
now its too late to turn around and live for your conscious
so when youre screaming oh please
close your eyes and bring your mind to life
open your eyes for the first time
and never wonder why
since the answer this entire time
has been inside
and you better find it before you die
you dont want your soul to be in a pool with all the others
a buncha brothers missing their mothers
but only seeing strangers
only feeling the haters
wishing they would have used their minds when they had them
and now its too late,
now it's time for another new born fate to grab them

Copyright © Green Trees | Year Posted 2012

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Untitled #246 / Go wild

“Go wild with me”

Copyright © Jesse Jones | Year Posted 2007

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Our Paths Have Crossed

Our paths have crossed,
When we each had our own sets of rules,
You holding to yours, 
And me thinking I must see my thru,
You had played the game longer, 
And knew better than to lose,
I played the part, 
Of only the blinded fool.

Me, thinking I was smart and not knowing how to gain,
Let you beat me,
Oh such a clever game.

The days of our speaking,
And remaining as friends,
Ended as quickly as it all began.
But with you on your side,
And me on mine,
We knew our paths would cross again,
Somewhere in time.

Now older in years and after bearing the strain,
I'm prepare to do battle again,
But this time with equal gain.

Clever you are and this much I have learned,
Don' t walk on your toes,
Or somewhere I'll get burned.

We'll help each other in our business affairs,
And make it worth our time,
But take caution when you make that first move,
To walk on mine.

Plan your moves with care,
And I'll be doing the same,
Don't expect my friendship,
Or my trust,
For this much, you'll never regain.

Through others our paths will soon cross again,
But this time I won't be in search,
Of a partner, lover nor friend.

Copyright © Cecilia Patterson | Year Posted 2007

Details | Blank verse | |

he is leaving home

                            
                  In great respect of the band I grew up listening to
                       as sure as Mom passed down Saturday Chores 
                      for I had been chosen to scrub bathroom floors `

                    Yet a familiar sound would bring me to keep scrubbing
                       The red album, The blue album , The White album 
                        Then .. Abbey Road , always remembering the sad look on
                  Ringo's face ,  something hard to understand underneath~
                       
                      I get it now, what you were saying all those years ago ,
                    the many sad lonely tears , secret tears , secret fears 
                    For Maxwell's Hammer was a real one . It wanted silence

                    Going back ..remembering when John Lennon died 
                      I was in Arkansas saddened with the world .
                      Then seeing his face saying " Drag isn't it " 
                      No .. this was not my hero in music and song .

                      he was a stand in hired William , he filled his shoes 
                      bringing diversity to create so much beautiful music from loss

                       One left standing , alone;; grief struck on back cover ~
                       The other identity hidden, tried to be part of ..coming together
                                                                                                                                                                        
                            his  world of secrets
                        He to suffers today , in fear , Faul~
                       
                        Too many years gone by .let us tell the Truth. Let us be free
                         The very sad long and winding Road ~
                         Let us Bury our real Paul. 

                         No more " Mystery tour "
                             No more fear 
                                Let him be in peace ~


           Inspired by " The Last Testament of George Harrison , Is Paul Dead ? "

                





Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

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Nobody Knows

Everyday I wake and look forward
to logging in to our Poetry Soup,
because, I can't believe I found you
hidden among this eclectic group.

Actually, it was you, who
somehow stumbled upon me,
I have never met such a spirit
who was so alive and so free.

We talk nearly every single day
from early morning and late into the night,
your calming thoughts put me at ease
and make everything alright,

......and still nobody knows.

When we first met in the Fall
in late October of last year,
it was just after you had joined
but, I was already here.

My shy persona has changed
so much has happened since then,
only your eyes have seen me blossom
I'm more carefree than I've ever been.

We talk nearly every single day
from early morning and late into the night,
your calming thoughts put me at ease
and make everything alright,

......and still nobody knows.

I know we will always have
endless poetry to share,
you know how to take the words
to places only few would dare.

I hope to never lose you
you're the best friend that I've got,
only you can know my secret
that I think you're really hot.

We talk nearly every single day
from early morning and late into the night,
your calming thoughts put me at ease
and make everything alright,

......and still nobody knows.

...and still nobody knows.





Written by: Kelly Deschler   June 13th, 2014

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

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Hanging Around

We are the suicide boys
One day we fly
The next we die
We are the dreams than never get seen
We are the dead end traps
Wrap your mind around the ideas
Of too much contemplations
With no destinations
No place to belong
No place where we can sing lullaby songs
Other than our suicidal dreams

No place to scream
So we hang around
Headless dancing bastards
Mindless souls tell no tales
The forests stand majestically tall
As we hang from limbs
Of ancient trees
Raindrops fall
As we are left hanging around
The suicide boys

The train stations sit silent
Paris streets sit empty
The forests echo our screams
White laced angels dance overhead
Yoga moves save not our hanging heads
We all had sad hearts when we were young
We all had suicidal dreams 
Fantasies that kill you, if one dares

Never ask
Never tell
Suicide boys hanging from the trees
Musical killings drifting in the breeze
Our songs will echo long after
As we are left hanging around
We can’t breathe so set us free
From hanging trees
The suicide boys
Of 1983

Inspired while listening to this video
Magic Man - Paris
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yteXdnQQSUc

Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2015

Details | Monoku | |

memories forgotten

Lost memories, my brown eyes play the movie of my soul

Copyright © Heather Hill | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric | |

Laughter please come outside of me!

Why don't you come out?  Why do you hide?  I have suffered and cried and this is 
no lie.  Why don't you come out?  Do you want me to die?
Laughter come out I need to feel you inside and out.
I need this feeling to "burst" out of me so that I can live again I want to be free!

Laughter please come outside of me!

Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2006

Details | Lyric | |

What ? When? Where?

What? Do you do when you feel life pressures crashing down on you?

When? All your friends take the back seat, and your Heart wants to explode.

Where? Is your Mind from the beginning until the end?

During all this calamity do you feel like

What?  When?   Where?

Do You Go?

Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2005

Details | Haiku | |

Haikus About God: V

Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?

Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric | |

Memory

I tried to talk it out but it would not leave
I tried to cry it out but the water from my tears went straight through it
I walked all night refused to eat, and couldn't even sleep, but it still hung around
I shared it with others hoping they would understand but they laughed at me
I could not understand why it stayed in my head and would not leave 
It gave me so much pain with nothing to gain almost driving me insane
What is it with this thing called Memory?

Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2006

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Black and White

You’ve maddened me to the core 
You singed me with your ferocious fire
We’re opposites… we’ll never integrate  
We can’t blend with each other…
Your love and I’m hate 
We’re contrary to each other…

So don’t even think about 
Getting us back together 
Because without a doubt, 
We don’t click with each other…

So let us go our own way…

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be deleted from my mind…

I’m not the one that should pay the price
You act as if you’re an angel from heaven
But, you’re a fiend…a devil from hell...who needs your advice?
Could someone unchain me from this prison?

So let us prepare for that day…

Fear and bewilderment build inside of our minds
Taking over us…we’re wasting valuable time
Terror and wrath injects into our veins…time starts to unwind 
I’m regaining my glory…this moment feels so sublime  

You think you’re innocent?
I can sense your guilt…bleeding through you
Do you live to feed me anguish? 
Don’t deny it…you crafty demon…no wonder I feel blue

Let’s get ready for battle…
I’ll watch you decay…
IT’S PAY BACK TIME . . .
Taste my fury and my agony 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to be defeated…

I scream before nightfall
I close my eyes to kiss my demise
I want to disappear 
Scratch away my desolation
Wipe away my tears…
Spewing out of my eyes…like a waterfall
Tonight, there will be dismay
There will be suffering 
After sundown…
Failure and glory will expose like stars in the midnight sky
Who will earn the crown? 
No one knows in silent wars – who can reveal the light in goodbye
  
Why are we black and white?
Are you too afraid to know the reason why? 

Everything’s black and white
You love to torture me with your deceptive devices 
We’re playing this chess match – let’s fight!
Tonight, you’re going to pay the prices
You’re going to suffer alone…

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

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The Mighty Rush

My head is pounding with so many thought's 
I have to find a way to get them out without a doubt.
My Visions are running round and round with aloud sound, where am I?
I must catch up before they leave me, before they are stolen by someone else.
They are mine they are in my head I must bring them to life Now.

I feel      I feel   


THE MIGHTY RUSH!



Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2006

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The WAY HE SPOKE

He said get it NOW!
Don't say another word
SIT down and be still
Don't open your mouth
Don't even look at me

I responded.......

I went for it as fast as I could and dropped it on him
I said more than another word
I mummered with my mouth closed as loud as I could
I looked over his head as though he were dead

Because of the way he spoke!

Copyright © Cathy Holmes | Year Posted 2006

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Blackbird

life flies, so quickly away
As I sit and watch from an old window
Where I love to play

So fast, in your dreams you go
In the evening hours, by the old window
What do you want to know?

A child’s cry, breaks the silent hours
The beginning of new life, at a new window
Where a new soul grows

Bright lights flash into your quiet dream
From distant stars, through the old window
Where their reflection screams

I sit by my own old heart
And dream it flies, out the old window
Landing safely into its own shadow

love flies so fast away
on this frozen day, by the old window
love warms my heart today

A blackbird cries, as it tries to fly
where I see her try, by the old window
And I feel her cry

Weather beating wings falling open wide
A shivering heart eyes like an old window
In the frozen snow

I know she will have her day
As I watch her fly away thru the old window
Where we love to play


written 04/02/2012  by: cynthiaFerguson

Copyright © Cynthia Ferguson | Year Posted 2014

Details | Dramatic Verse | |

The Wedding

Sometimes things are up,
And sometimes they are down,
Sometimes black is white, 
And sometimes it is brown.
All the rivers flowing,
Back to the sacred sea,
All the monkeys climbing,
Up the very same tree.
You think you know a lot,
Think you know it all,
But the autumn leaves are falling,
At the north wind's lonely call.
The thinking of the meaning,
The reasons lost and gone,
At last the place is ready, 
A vacant holy throne.
The emptiness that fill you,
Fills you from inside,
Is the treasure you are holding,
The bridegroom's holy bride.
And now the north wind's blowing,
Blowing down the Way,
And now we sit here waiting,
For the bridegroom's wedding day.

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Copyright © ness tillson | Year Posted 2013