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Open Sores

I am a coward with open sores. 
I write and wonder who it bores. 
I hear my heart and mind argue repeatedly. 
I see others carrying out my dreams; 
that’s what’s defeated me.
I am a coward with open sores. 
I pretend open doors are closed, and walk the other way. 
I touch base with the fear in my heart, tearing me apart,
leaving nothing to say... 
I worry the world will leave me. 
I cry because no one believes in me. 

I am a coward with open sores. 
I understand nothing comes easy. 
I say I’m happy, but even I don’t believe me. 
I dream I am healed and brave. 
I try to overcome my weaknesses before I’m in my grave. 
I hope you hear me.
I’m on all fours. 
I am a coward with open sores. 

©  2011  ~JSLaM    


* 1st PLACE in Contest "MARCH MADNESS" Sponsored by C. Devonshire 2011

* 1st PLACE in Contest "ONE OFF" Sponsored by Brian Strand 5/11/2011 

* 1st PLACE in Contest "BEST EVER" Sponsored by P.D. 2011

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

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Life Saving Rain

Life Saving Rain

Life saving rain, drops splattering about
Indians in drought sought it with a dance.
Falling on tin roof, water from a spout
Every dripping hymn, giving sleeping trance.

Saving crops, the farmers to it give prayers
And seeds awaiting blooming sweet relief.
Vast seas depending upon rain's showers
Inca priests killed for it, in deep belief.

Now we know, rain often heavenly sent
God washes this flower garden he built.
Rain renews, as its dear gifts are soil-spent 
And we blithely pollute it with no guilt.

Indians honored their rain-god with glee
Not ignoring that gift, like you and me!


Acrostic sonnet, (LIFE SAVING RAIN)
Perfect tens, perfect 100 words, rhyming 
acrostic sonnet.

Syllables Per Line:	
10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10 10 10 0 10 10
Total # Syllables:	140
Total # Lines:	17  (Including empty lines)
Words with (syllables) counted programmatically:	 
Total # Words:	100

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Gods Of Man's Vanity Demanding Intolerance

Gods Of Man's Vanity Demanding Intolerance

False realities fed to the masses
Another ghost ships sails the seas
Knowing not, yet their lie passes
Escaping truth's majestic pleas
God of vanity demands intolerance
Only its hate is to be displayed
Damn morals, into deeper ignorance
Silent servitude must then be paid
Love, always a great promised reward
Yet black evil roots firmly laid
In black garden in a devil's yard
Nobody sees the beast they ride
God of darkness their faith hides

R.J. Lindley
July 12th, 1978
( Fake Gods Lying)
( Rhyming acrostic)

Note: The one true God never lies, never
steals and never abandons his only Son.

New Note- Old poem edited to shorten.-removed 
verses of 

Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Wind howling at my window.
I shiver and pull on my duvet slack.
Night greets me as I go to work and back.
Then proceed to light all sources of heat.
Engage in knitting in my fireside seat.
Retreated to warmth of cosy cottage.

Surprise at tender buds in garden.
Peel off all those extra layers.
Return of sunshine thanks to prayers.
Invigorating walks on country lanes.
Noting daffodils and crocus again.
Grateful that Spring is in the air.

Copyright © JEAN MURRAY | Year Posted 2016

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H er gentle touch soothed his broken spirit
A nd he knew his heart was forever enslaved
P oetry she sang sweetly, he could hear it 
P romised their names in stone to be engraved
I n her songs the words healed and enhanced
N ew feelings just begging to be released
E very year, each other they deeply romanced
S avoring love, every touch and kiss increased
S o when that promise came neither feared it

Contest: Happiness acrostic
Sponsor John Hamilton


Copyright © Robert Lindley | Year Posted 2015

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Repugnant Shrapnel

The flood of human remains plummeting downwards. Horizon blackened, jolted from the sky. Towering waves of obscure aftermath swarm to the heavens. With a slight endeavor, kingdoms turn to squander. 
Ravaging paths meet and become hordes of ailment. God’s hand has erected the retched bowels of man’s mass burials.
An avalanche of skulls,
Rain down the exhumed past of lost ancestry. Prophecies fulfilled to our graves of dispersed dead.

Copyright © Pauly Plaster J.R. | Year Posted 2014

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Wright, write right
Real men eschew fright
In this place, wrongs are right
Traditional rites in daylight?
Expose how that day turned night

In that pen there is might
Take a step with great delight

Right things be written right
Include that supernatural flight
Get thy vision shinning bright
Heave up thy humdrum sight
Think deep and be a knight

Copyright © Adeniji Toluwalope Gideon | Year Posted 2016

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Magnum Opus

Man of words, strange creature of fiery intention,
Amplifying pictures with that restless imagination,
Great are the images spurting forth from your pen,
Nothing holds you down, working alone in the den; 
Unto the night you toil, pushed by an alien power,
Mastering some inner demons, taming your fear.

Oh how you search for truths floating up in the air,
Producing tremors with the raging force they stir,
Until at last your labors come to a perfect ending, 
Shaking humanity with the hard lessons they bring.

Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2007

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People who spend their time devoted to poetry
Optimistic people who can be pessimistic as well
Elegant writers throughout society waiting ever so slowly and patiently to be known
Those who utter their feelings in to a well thought out and admired poem
Spirits with a talent, and who are happy.

Pleasing to read, persuades others to write poems as well
Of all forms of literature poems seem the best
Eccentric writings that inspire, express, and inform
Modern society vs. ancient work
Supercilious poems that express thee

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Copyright © Jacob WÖLF | Year Posted 2008

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A Really Talented Individual who Strokes his Thoughts on canvas ------------------------to Mr. L A GREAT TEACHER AND INSPIRATON------------------------------

Copyright © darleen bilyeu | Year Posted 2009

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Poetry Poem Poets for kristin reynolds and dion bess

Pain in the prophecy of wings through sultry sky
Orchestrating vision, love, destiny
Emancipating the tongue to tattle tales taloned with grief
Triumphing in truth to tumult another joy
Reel all poets in, glistening on a silver sliver of string
Yearning to for a final travail, immortality on wing.

Please God, tonight, dry her tears
Oyster her heart in your love
Eternal comforter of cares
Mystic center of the universe, a dove

Perpetual are music mustering our minds to sing
Overtones from the litany of emotions
Easeless wonder, sacrifice, oblation, offering
Tremulous thunder eastering devotions
Sweetly from the ragged anthems of our gift.

Copyright © L'nass Shango | Year Posted 2009

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     Cumbered with a load of care,
     Not knowing with whom to share,
     Struggling to cover my fears,
     While my guilt and shame draw my demise near,
     Abandoned by everyone even my dearest peers,
     And at this point God tends to be very rare,
     Life indeed has never been fair,
     For my pain and torture has always caught me unprepared,
     But every day I bow to my Maker and make a prayer,
     As I believe one day this troubled life will see a different layer,

Copyright © Maxwell Chege | Year Posted 2016

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Spring is the best time to play.
Outstanding performances don't go unnoticed.
Cards are used for warnings or send-offs.
Creativity is a key role.
Everyone participates on or off the field.
Referees are important.

Copyright © Samuel Hernandez | Year Posted 2015

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Paint With Fire

Pen in hand, against the paper,
An artist must be left to bleed,
Inner thoughts become written words.
No better way has been found
To empty out a soul.

With growing eagerness,
I add fuel to the fire
To induce passion's flame,
Hoping the blaze never dies.

Forever and a day, and longer,
Inside my heart the fire burns.
Revealing to another soul
Every spark of my inspiration.

Copyright © Kelly Deschler | Year Posted 2014

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If you don't eat, you're anorexic if you do eat, you're a fat ass.
If you don't wear makeup, you're ugly. If you wear makeup, you're a fake.
If you're loud, you're annoying; if you're quiet, you're weird.
If you're good in school, you're smart; if you say something wrong, you're stupid.
If you take pictures, you're an attention-whore; if you don't stalk your friends you're not cool.
If you wear sweats, you're underdressed; if you wear a dress, you're overdressed.
If you don't have boobs, no guys like you; if you have boobs, they're fake.
If you don't have a boyfriend, you're a loser; if you have one, he's cheating on you.
You tell us to be who we are but then you go and judge us about it. So now, do you see how hard it is for us to just be ourselves?

Copyright © craig schaber | Year Posted 2012

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The bluest skies

The bluest skies, don't seem so blue. And the stars seem a little dimmer too. Now that your around , you put 'em all to shame. Let me break it down 'cause what I'm tryin to say is, no one gets me, like you when you kiss me. Girl, you rock me harder than some downtown band. I thought I knew what love was, but I didn't have a clue. I've never found anything that makes me feel like I do about you. You know i love u with all my heart and we got the realest relationship ever and im happy ! And i see that some girl is goin to call out my name all because you wont talk to her because of me lmao she can fall back for real ! haha but i guess we gotta get to sleep and i get to be so lucky to wake up in the mornin laying right next to you love you baby and I always will.

Copyright © craig schaber | Year Posted 2012

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Ciggy’s day out this is just another normal walk but where shall I go to the haberdashery or to the local library on this wonderful February day. I think I will start at the library and look for a book on an auto harp or maybe a book about a calliope. So I can use them in my collaboration latter today. I am a little thirsty I think I will get a soda in an aluminum can of course with no algae. Now back to my condominium I will go cuz it’s time to start my live web show.

Copyright © craig schaber | Year Posted 2011

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How Great Thou Art

H-e left this world as he entered - helpless -
O-n the edge of darkness gasping for air
W-hile I soundly slept unmolested in my bed

G-ot the call in the dark dead of night
R-easoning to myself it was a relief,
E-xcept reason rules the head - not the heart
A-nd I was sorrowed he had passed,
T-hat in his final moments he was alone

T-his song of praise, this burial hymn,
H-eralds the end of decrepitude and pain -
O-ctober came and went, and you were gone
U-nder a grey and misty ambient sky 

A-nd so you have earned your peaceful rest
R-eunited with Jackie - your one true love,
T-o sleep in the hope of the resurrection


                  March 2015

Copyright © Keith Trestrail | Year Posted 2015

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Full of surprises yet bearing no secrets. Never predictable or boring not a worry or care to burden him.Breath taking and dependable. Like the ocean's he's strong yet gentle. Stormy yet peaceful sometimes wild and free and invigorating. Romantically playing his melodic tunes like a breath of fresh air. Wisely and patiently awaiting the perfect moment to ease his way into the hearts of his intended. Ever changing and timeless but forever insync with the ways of the world.

Copyright © craig schaber | Year Posted 2012

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He is mixing blue and purple on a portrait--me
while gulping coffee
of which water fetched from an old well

A figure taking shape on canvas 
Wild strokes my hair
two sparkling dots my eyes

It feels so quiet here on a so quiet farm
Amid the mirror-shine mountain ridge
Not hearing a note from a bird, nor from a rooster

Mr. Brown's head tilting, eyes narrowing 
Skinny paint brush against his mustache
long ashes falling off the dying cigarette 

Copyright © Gray Star | Year Posted 2016

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Easter EGG, Abecedarian: with egg shape-

                       April Aroma...
                     Beckons Beauty.
                   Come Children!!!....
                 Daisies Daffodil.........
                Fun Filled Freedom.......
                  Giddy Giggly Games...
                    How ya' Hangin'???
                       Just Jolly Joey!

              HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!!!!

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2011

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Y earning for spiritual insight and tranquility
O verall control of body, mind and soul
G athering my thoughts to a central point
A lignment my ultimate goal


Contest: Yoga
10th Place

Copyright © Wilma Neels | Year Posted 2011

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Through my fingers

Copyright © Anna Mayall | Year Posted 2008

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Sir Charles Spencer Chaplin-The Acrostic Style

~Sir Charles(Charlie)Spencer Chaplin~

C-harlie Chaplin as he was better known made
H-is name famous in the early 20's in the silent screen.His
A-cting career took off from then on, right from 1895 to 1976.
R-espectively he was not just a comic actor but during his
L-ong lifetime career. Sir Charles (Charlie) Spencer Chaplin was
E-nglish, born in Walworth, London, England. Besides an actor, he was a
S-creenwriter, film director, producer, composer and mime. All during his long 

C-areer he was one of the most influencial figures in the silent film era.
H-e was a great gift of comedy all thru a worn- torn war world and after.
A-nd he acted and directed, he composed a lot of music for many films.His 
P-rivate life later on was filled of so much adulation and controversy so much that
L-ater on, this forced him to resettled back in Europe.The American Film
I-nstitute, ranked Chaplin as the 10th greatest male screen legend of all times.
N-ever before or after the Great Depression, had been a an actor quite like him.

Dorian Petersen Potter
aka ladydp2000


~Author Notes:

My Acrostic poem is a humbled tribute, to one of the most remarkable
actor of all times, "Charlie Chaplin" also remembered
and known by his unforgettable character role of the
"Little Tramp" in the silent film era.I had really
enjoyed so much watching his very funny and most delightful
comedy films over the years.

(Born: April 16,1889-Died: December 25,1977)

R.I.P. Charlie Chaplin.

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2016

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My Roots

My Roots

As dark as charcoal-as dark as rich soil of Africa -
Is the core of my traditional and beliefs – it’s obscure
Knowing that deep beneath my skin, soul and spirit is hidden the lineage
My unborn children and the forgotten ancestors–I cry and search for 
The battle between my ancestors and my offspring is exploding within my soul
Ancestors are battling and asking –will your children remember us, our names
Pardon me, your seer of spirits and custodian of our culture–chant to ancestors  
I beg you to utter to this generation the ancient path to our ancestors 

You that lay beneath my skin – you that runs in my veins 
Speak to me grandfathers, how did express love to your wife
Grandfather what was the root of your faith and how did you pray - 
Before the white man told you who your God should be – please initiate me
It will be outrageous if my children will perform rituals to the god of this modernization
Grandfather what was your secret of longevity–this generation is perishing prematurely 
What was the root of your morals and how did you humble yourself before your architect 
Did you also share the calabash of good traditional wine to your neighbors because -
 I live in a greedy and selfish generation, who would even poison their neighbor to get everything 
I beg you; you bear of children-utter to this generation the ancient path to our ancestors

 Our roots will not revive or remembers themselves – unless we chant them
Who cares in this careless age – no roots just rotten, no fears just fictions –
I care so much of my roots, traditions, beliefs – so I dig deep within so I may feel related again
Your children will not remember you if do not teach them to value your roots and beliefs
Sit around the fire, sit around the dinner table, tell them your roots, your identity and your pride
I can hear my father, grandfather and great grandfather saying my son certain things are worth not forgotten – they are like tree leaves and roots that will heal your running stomach
It is a taboo to ignore what will sustain your society morality, values, ethics and beliefs
 I beg you; you bear of children-utter to this generation the ancient path to our ancestors

By Anthony Ngabwe (Tony The Poet)@2015

Copyright © Anthony Ngabwe | Year Posted 2015

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R hythm 
A spiration 
P oetry

Copyright © Marcus Antony | Year Posted 2015

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Who Am I

Who am I?
Question indeed!

  W-eaned from tender 
age,in noble family of ten.
  H-urt by the demise of 
the tube that brought 
me into this theater of 
struggles and pains.
  O-rdered about by the 
whimps of this 
world,facing the hurdles 
of life daily from 
cradle,never giving up 
  A-fine young man of 28 
I am,who has the 
experience and wisdom 
of the aged.
  M-astering the arts of 
life-learning from lessons 
of life's victims and 
didactic poems 'cos man 
of fame I intend to be for 
I bear the name Bob.

  I-lost my poetic gift at a 
stage but recovered it in 
poetrysoup for invisible 
entities say a 
lesser being I shall be,but 
another encourages me 
to move on,for great is 
one who comes out of 
the shackles of life 
undeterred for this is who 
I am.

Name: Ifeanyi Bob 

Copyright © Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu | Year Posted 2013

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I'm Falling For You

<                             Signs of the time
                               Enriched vibrant colors 
                               Painted on minds eye canvass
                               To inscribe it's beauty to another
                               Eventually leaving one in awe
                               Marching in it's parade of showings
                               Begining to end
                               Each and every year
                               Requesting for it's safe return

Entry For Carol Brown's 
Fall Is Around The Corner Contest
I Chose September
G.L. All

Copyright © Katherine Stella | Year Posted 2011

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Palettes mixed in shadow and night Absorbing brushstrokes of heart’s angst; Into the quiet comes starlight Nectar from oil drips on his hands To capture blinks of enamored scenes. Wild the contours pressed by each touch Igniting art, vivid as red Till pigments burst on moist paintbrush Heated tones marking final strokes. Flamed abstract spreads hues that collide If only to tint blaze of shades; Rage expressed for his deceased bride Eyes melting on a still portrait. Andrea Dietrich’s Contest 1 in 4: Choose your Acrostic Title

Copyright © nette onclaud | Year Posted 2014

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Since the first time I lay my heart's eyes on you,
Oration of my love story began; we became the main characters
United together in warm, obsessing passion. Energy we create can
Light a city; ahhh.....yes, an energy created by pulsation of our heart-beats.
My mind always thinks about you; every
Atom that makes who you are is like a star in the night sky. As a hobby, sky-gazing
Transformed to gazing in your eyes, to get a glimpse of the stars of
Every character, beauty, and charm that defines you.

Copyright © Teddy Kimathi | Year Posted 2014