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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required THE GHOSTLY FORMS The ghost of a k hides inside of a knee, While a deafening silence breaks on the page. We live in an awfully good harmony, Bound by a quiet and permanent rage. The b in the debt does not make a sound, The w in answer is locked out of sight. They walk like a gnome on the edge of the ground, A random order in the middle of night. THE TWISTED TWINS A jumbo shrimp swims in a blurry clear sea, With sweet sorrow tasting of fresh copy air. The living dead look at the sole committee, As pretty ugly truths hide the things that are there. We look at a scenic ruin in time, And listen to open secrets they tell. A found missing clue in the middle of rhyme, Like seriously funny stories from hell. HIDDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT The autumn is cool with a g in the sign, While climbing up mountains of comb and of crumb. An old news report on a planned design, Leaves everyone sitting there totally numb. A glisten of light on the edge of a sword, The w is missing but doing its part. We find a new classic that we can afford, An exact estimate of the beat of a heart. THE FINAL CONTRAST The island is calm with an s in the sand, The castle is standing with t in the stone. A passive aggressive control of the land, Where people are together alone. So speak of the honest and think of the hour, Where letters are sleeping and meanings collide. A sweet tart of language, both bitter and sour, With secrets and conflicts alive on the inside.
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