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the last word of hunter

As I seize from greener pasture
Forgive me for taking away nature
lives have always been in vain
stopping them from breathing with pain
I toil never to hold my gun
with tears full of fun
The sleepless night became difficult
Because hunting was my cult
I regret taking away this joy of hunting
But not jolliness of killing
remembering the beautiful butterfly
and the choral singing of birds pass by
I never forget about the forest
even when I went to rest.

Copyright © Amin Tres | Year Posted 2008

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I Am

I am your god
You worship at my altar
Yet I offer you no salvation
My glassed fingers
Boiling liquid answers
Hypothesis's inconsistencies

I promise 
I entice
Stretching minds to new possibilities
Some are offered health and wellness
I am virility in a blue pill
Cancers enemy
A diabetic's reason to celebrate
I am a surgeons hand
I am more

Yet I take
I wound
I baffle
You are unable to wield my power
I am atomic
Power to warm
Light your darkened hallways
Melt the skin from your bones
I am disappearing ozone
The death of your oceans
Viruses strengthened by your wisdom
I am the answers to questions you don't wish answered
I point you to another
Yet you are blind
You cannot see 

You worship at my altar
Yet I offer no salvation

Personifying Science contest.
Written September 14th 2013

Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013

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A Sonnet for Science

Science, you’re a cool, efficient fellow. Your counterpart, Humanities, is free to simply feel, while you, with need to KNOW, stir brightest minds with curiosity! You show us God-like strides in every field of your vast knowledge as you tempt mankind each century with wonders of your yield, influencing the world’s each greatest mind, practitioners who then unleash your power for good or bad into the universe. Arts dance while you grow mighty in your tower, like Babel rising. Will you be our curse? Your worshipers are not divine, and they - In raising YOU - may fell the world one day.

Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2013

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The Man Is Moonlighting

Once a month Earth’s moon takes another gig
     Moonlighting in a far-off galaxy
The lunar eclipse only veils the truth
     The man in the moon is an absentee

Decades peering down, he needs some relief
     He’s seen famine, wars and catastrophes
His face now pocked by craters of despair
     His other world? Fewer calamities!

He’s often afraid to show his full face
     So he waxes and wanes in synchrony
Slivers sometimes, half globes make their debuts
     Full orb appears with lovers’ harmony

Contrary to most popular beliefs
     Werewolves do not gain power from his light
The man in the moon beams with a full grin
     When we follow a path righteous and bright 

This is the reason we see harvest moons
     At times when we reap the best seeds we’ve sewn
The man who watches us is happy then
     Bright orange smile -- appreciation shown

*For Deborah Guzzi’s Harvest Moon Contest
Phrase: The Man in the Moon

Copyright © Carolyn Devonshire | Year Posted 2010

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* Weird  Science *

With pens he walks
Pocket Protectors to protect his chest
Taped up glasses on his face
Pull his pants down, call him a GEEK a NERD
Science -relativity theory and it's light speed from space
Experiment this- discover that, is how scientist rant
Brainy cats have so many open portals in their minds
You talk down to us as if we carry the brains of a bird
Do you really think we are all blind, 
for not caring over the objectives  principles of the Heisenberg?

You passed  each and ever single science fairs in class
Feeding your ego collecting dots 
After school you earned the right when a bully kicked your a$$!
A DORK calling your self the Math Magician King
Burning and crashing our minds explaining the physics of dying fast 
Using your Quantum Leap that our universe comes with a destiny string

No desire to be wired who needs your further scientific understanding
Life comes with a pattern in which we once lived electricity free
Ironically your scientific process of defining itself continues to expand
Supported by the measurements and masses only you NERDS understand
The power points of our so called energy,
is pointless to me like our so called gravity.
The tale you spin is not of love but a twisted one of insanity

God is the only scientific knowledge I want to perceive!
All you so called scientist, riding the lightning like Benjamin F.  
Take the bolt and tie it like a noose around your neck
Following your own perception while you feed off the sheep
Here you come to emerge to discipline us with your mind of a genius
You come and you bash us with NERD brain waves to explain! 
That this world revolves around the elements and laws of scientific claims

Research this- research that- who gives a cr@p we still die at the end
While life continues, to grow and manipulate our fate, about the universe
Unsolved facts about Einstein, who left his velocity of change for us to comprehend.
Instead of trying to rule the world, explain the facts why things keep getting worse?
Over exaggerating the excitement of an Ancient Mayan 2012 discovery curse.
Bottom line you scientific  quacks,
the real Celestial body is found on the bottom of my crack.

By; P.D.            ( LOL, I love Science )

Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2010

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Science and Man's Destiny

The knowledge I have given man empowers him to chart his own destiny Will it be for his betterment or his detriment I can only wait and see

Copyright © john beharry | Year Posted 2013

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Life of an Atom

Day in and day out, white coated lab rats try chopping me into smaller and smaller pieces as if I was no more significant than a carrot or an onion.  Enough, already. 
But there’s more.  Those irrational humans throw piles of money at
Elongated underground tunnels for the sole purpose
Of smashing me into nano-somethings.
I could think of better ways to spend a Sunday.

When those “geniuses” get bored with trying to split me, 
They attach little circular imposters together with pins.
Why they revel in their intelligence by playing
With clown noses is beyond me.

To be born an atom is exhausting,
But I’ll outlast every one of
Those meddling humans.
You’ll see!

Copyright © David Fisher | Year Posted 2013

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Dogs, have they names,


Copyright © Ryan Stokes | Year Posted 2007

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 As a helium balloon  floated up in the sky  one day
Gravity told him he'd soon be  coming  down
The balloon  thought up was the only way
On his way to the great unknown

 He was hoping he'd  reach the stars
But he didn't get that far
Suddenly gravity began tugging at him
And soon helium lost his vigor and vim
He began slowly coming down
Gravity held him till he reached the ground

Copyright © Joseph May | Year Posted 2013

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Powers of heaven
Shaken. 		Gates brought down
Deify. Defy urbanely
Programming genetically
Sub sonic sounds
Domestic mirage of liberty

Homeland invasion - Counter-intelligence

Conducted on our own nation
On us.
Claiming they must
In defense of supposed

Islamic threats - Chinese Debts
Pakastani! Illuminati?
War is waged
In name of worship

Distractions we serve
Make sick
Poison		-	Inflict

Federal reserve
Printing our cage
Turning the page of peraphecy
Illusory trick

Consecrate history
Set the stage

For our hostile reality
To seize control
Take violent action

The end-times arrive
Prophetic signs
Humanity defiled
By our sons of Belial

Gods disdain
focus the iniquitous
Divine in malice
perfect unprejudiced
Expostulate vile villains

Nefarious hearts
No wealth of moral
Only moral is wealth
Engage the knave

Treat the sick
Combating against spiritual health
Can't run from sin
Cannot run from yourself

Dimensional Transcendence
Accelerates the end.
This blood will rinse

Copyright © Joel Thornton | Year Posted 2014

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~~~~~~~~~~~ "Sky's eyebrows white on blue juxtaposed... tears wave to wash away pain on cue" ~~~~~~~~ ~JSLambert © 2012 Poet TreeZ Publishing

Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2012

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We are a faint star cluster
A mere wisp of evening cloud
A glimpse into ancient history

Our distance cannot be fathomed
By your feeble, mortal minds
We may be stardust by now...

Copyright © Tim Ryerson | Year Posted 2013

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Barnabas Collins

They visit me here though they think me dead They all think me a long time gone The mausoleum is quiet, with only a dark shadow Creeping upon its ancient walls, and thats of my own The heavy door seems to creek all of sudden I think Outside I hear the sounds of what seems like footsteps I open that very old secret door which leads to my rest And with a heavy heart consumed by this fire, I prepare for the kill But then, outside, there is no one, no one is there No one out there now to steal from me this time in here Outside now I catch only the furtive and dark shadows As I hear the lonesome cry of a howling wolf or hurting bird I dart quickly another look again to my ancestral and cold coffin My fateful resting place is one more time again safe No friend nor foe to release me to free me tonight from my woes And from all of my black and torturous betraying thoughts I, Barnabas Collins, I stand here in all this darkness alone As I close my weary eyes for another moment and rolling time Then again I hear the wind moaning and hear the wind weeping The dogs are howling and my wounded heart abates in the wind They're my only companions in my endless and perpectual sorrow. Dorian Petersen Potter aka ladydp2000 copyright@2010 July 22, 2010

Copyright © Dorian Petersen Potter | Year Posted 2010

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Personification of science

Like a mother of many faces 
Many countenances 
Changing through the ages
What is written is important but more important is the yet unfilled pages

Her hands are pale yet very dexterous 
She has to be ambidextrous 
She is sometimes a muse an actress
But she can expand beyond basis 

Sometimes she shows her eon’s long age and lawfulness  
She can be very grounded and strict even if her gaze is endlessness
But when little girl rises in her that is when she is fabulous
She should be perused with fearlessness

She is greatest when she shows boldness
Then she is able to draw on any canvas
She of course always has focus
But she is sublime when this focus is satisfied yet results show oddness

She and her sister magic look at the sun
When their sun rises they will be one
The ancient wisdom will flourish but its fears will be gone
And the humanity will see that a new down has begun 

Copyright © Patrycjusz Kopec | Year Posted 2013

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The Multiverse Theory

“She began her journey in the search of truth,
Stumbled upon a thought that changed her in entirety,
Drunk at 4AM, driving at 125Km/h she saw a light flickering near,
Speed thrilled but never in her life had she felt such fear.”

Some place in past, near or far, don’t know for exact,
Someone penned down a conjecture,
It subsided all of the truth and the lies,
A belief was molded,
With many distant sighs.
She was taught from the beginning,
A rhythmic lie was sown,
“With each collapsing star in this universe,
 A new universe is created, the exact opposite of our own.”
For her, the longing for beloved quenched her heart,
For he had died a long time ago,
And now she is back at the start.
For every dead, there’s a living,
For every truth a lie,
For every pain there’s a reason,
For every question, a sigh.

Driving at 125Km/h she witnessed the light,
The light, many died to see,
The light, many killed to be.
One go into and all different then,
Echoes around,
Counting to ten,
“Stop here, you are missing him”
Her one true love waving as she goes,
In the stream of light,
To a distant world,
When stopped, found him again,
But in an altered story, an altered name.

Still hoping for him to love her same,
Start afresh,
Oh! The cosmos and their stupid games.
(A universe exact opposite of our own)
Constantly bugging her brain,
Numb, she couldn’t feel or see,
Hoping to exist in his realm,
In the afterlife,
Proceeded to kill self.
Knife in one hand, emptiness in the other,
In the blender of non-existence
Exhaled, “maybe somewhere,
In the multiverse, there’s a version of me,
And you, a fleet of hope,
That we are meant to be.”

Copyright © Manya Saxena | Year Posted 2016

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Like parallel lines run together
they never meet if they run forever
on different roads but side by side
lest in life they coincide
if they intersect they combine
they overlap and entwine
for it is how our twin souls run
how two souls turned to be ONE...

Copyright © Aseem Alagh | Year Posted 2010

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Are you there God its me Microsoft

My computer glared with social hate
I buried my head down
It beeped a message 
Telling me; we should really spend less time together,
I just think your making everything about me
I can't be friendly to your friends anymore
I can't keep wishing electronic happy B-days, when I don't know who the hell they are!
Tell me you hear me..... also this facebook wench! Jesus does she have to know
Everything you and me do in private
Can't we even go out on an on-line date,  
Without checking for the latest youtube sensation
I mean, since when do you even listen to OK Go?
Not only that, but you use me to steal others copyrighted material
I could go to jail and so could you,
Do you want the FBI to confiscate me from you? 
I thougt so, I just came to the conclusion that
You and me? we need to take a cyberbreak
You should try your cellphone sometimes..., I know he definately feels left out
Except when your using him to check on me! 
We're through
This is done 
I can't keep living life knowing that your using me to become sociably popular
I'm not your free ride to reality T-V fame
Get it? Got it? Good!
And if I catch you trying to tweet me in my sleep....
Well..... you don't even want to know!

Copyright © shane solomon | Year Posted 2012

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the Last word of a hunter(II)

The forest might not be mine,
But in my dreams i still cross that line.
my memories cant be forgotten
as i picture animals getting rotten.
I still want to hunt with pain,
but not to dream with any blood stain.
No to hunting,taking all animals as a pet
I hold them with care without a bullet,
though I have a meal without flesh
 is like drinking water which is not fresh.
my career is no longer  to kill,
But to watch the forest from a hill
My last words as I hunt no more
As I enjoy nature by the shore.

Copyright © Amin Tres | Year Posted 2009

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Copyright © E.M. Tingle | Year Posted 2012

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Traveling through the galaxies of many and more,
I come up under a Star I have never seen before.
It had light brighter than anything I’ve ever seen.
It was intelligent and wise and incredibly keen.
It could talk it could dance and it could even sing.
It had made all of the worlds and gave them a king.
It had made the Sun and the Moon just for me.
It made me the link for the whole world to see.
I was to link each kingdom according to orders.
Each one had four corners and then four borders.
So I went around the galaxies linking what I could.
Many had burned out Stars that just never would.
I saw where there were no towns or cities at all.
I seen all of the planets made great and small.
There was a missing link to the universe I saw.
I found myself linking it all up standing in awe.
© Copyright: Ann Rich   2006

Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2010

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Gathered dust of centuries old
adorns her great celestial robe
Glowing embers in eternal folds
threaded into gigantic orbs

Her face ravaged by endless vestige
of time, curled around her arm
a void pregnant with infinite age
etched on her heavenly palm

In dark chalices of her eyes
a billion candles light her tears
in abounding boulevards they baptize
portals of amaranthine frontiers

Morass of her enticing plait
ensnared many an adventurer
Hunters, archers, at her gate
lie crucified in love forever

Prying eyes gaze in wonder
at her astral boroughs
Dwarfed in its order
is an illusive chaos

At her altar are sacrificed
the lives of countless doomed
from their ashes then arise
Phantoms from her womb

The sorceress at her soiree
beckoning with her wand
christened with the sobriquet
The invisible great beyond

Copyright © azfar malik | Year Posted 2006

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A Taurean's Nature

When His dreams becomes visible by word expressions, then He's going to 
become Po @ It( poetic), but when His dreams becomes a reality then he is 
considered Rich @ It!!!

Copyright © Curtis Hicks | Year Posted 2007