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Details | Rhyme |

Sleep My Love Sleep

Sleep my love, sleep.
Rest your head on my breasts
and place yourself into my keep.
Then, dream us on a mighty quest.

To a land where dragons exist.
Where we can run through mystical forests, 
as we chase unicorns through the mist.
Then, on pretty balloons will float, I promise.

As through the marsh we must flee.
Toward evil knights guarding the keep, 
where the buried treasure is we seek.
Before we escape on the murmuring seas.

Sleep my love, sleep.
Close your eyes and spread your wings.
There is no reason for you to weep, 
for in your dreams you are king.

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Copyright © Alesia Leach | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

Soccer Star

From the moment your foot first touched the ball
The look on your face said it all. 
This is what you were born to do.
Growing up, you would continue to play, you just knew
Soccer wouldn't be ready for you.

Year passed, and so did you, as you became a star.
The training you've had would take you far.
How far you asked? Championship Game, here you came.
With a minute left, you shot the ball hard and upset.
But luckily, Whoosh! The ball exploded into the net.

Copyright © Sydney Bates | Year Posted 2015

Details | ABC |

There is a place

There is a place you can go that is full of only love and Warmth .
you will be surrounded by a light that shines from the Heavens ,
Sprinkles of Silver and Gold. 

This place is filled with brilliant colors of Purple , vibrant Gold, all colors.
not one Color is less significant then another ,
for every color is equal here .

This place is surrounded by the beauty of different Flowers.
All flowers have significance here . No one Flower is better then another .
All Flowers are equal here .

It is important you know , you can cry here , and should cry as often as needed .
For  the tears will cleanse your Soul and give the Flowers water to grow.
No  one Tear is insignificant here , every tear has value and not one is better then another .

 money holds no value ,  Where you live , what you own,  has no significance here .

You will be surrounded by a beautiful light that shines from the Heavens .
A shining warm light will encircle you and allow nothing to hurt you . 
Hate will be shed at the door like an old jacket of no use. 

There is a place of beauty and  Worth.
This place will not be found on Earth .
It is a place where no one person is better then another .

Copyright © Shanity Rain | Year Posted 2013

Details | Ballad |

A Child's Dream Come True

As the sunsets at the end of the day,
And the night begins to fall,
So, does all the dreams of all the little children,
In their own wonderlands of their own,
Wishing and thinking of great things to come,
Hoping their parents will make these dreams come alive,
Cause dreams to children should become bright and gleam,
And all to them more than just alive,
All children want is hopes and dreams to become true,
But if you can teach them how to work hard at them,
They too can make their dreams become their own reality,
For any one person works hard enough,
At what they want in life,
They can have any one thing they want,
All they have to do is work really hard to make it real,
For believers can believe in themselves,
And strive to work toward making their own goals,
Their very own come true,
Which gives more satisfaction in life,
Than things being handed to you,
So always strive for the best,
And all your wishes and dreams can come true,
In your life if you want them too.

Copyright © John Hembree | Year Posted 2013

Details | Quatrain |

How Dreams are Born at Fifteen

Fifteen days of living I blew bubbles
Bubbles pearlescent in the sun
In hope and love I blew you bubbles
Ephemeral, floating, glorious sun loved bubbles.

In my act of creation, exhale air
Life held close in the bubbles 
Uh-whoo, uh-whoo, here’s life to live
I blew you bubbles for you to catch.

Leap and snatch we played bubbles
Bubbles so airy we can hold and spray
A bubbly world of shimmery beings
Floating in the wind of our wake.

And at the end of the pliant and fun filled day
We dreamed of bubbles, leaping for bubbles
Watery, airy bubbles floating, flaring and caught
and held within our hand a bubble, a bubble  smashed.

And oh how silly we seemed to break our play
Open up our hand, find within a pearl
A soft shimmery white pearl of life
And let it fly away, in the breeze, like our dream, free.

Copyright © Sheri Fresonke Harper | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |

The Glass Slipper

"The Glass Slipper"

I was waiting for a glass slipper
For my prince in shining armor
to take me away from my sorrow
into my happily ever after.
I sat around wishing on stars;
Kissing frogs wherever I went;
Dropping coins in wishing wells;
Waiting for true love's kiss.
It was only after he never came
that I realized what it all meant.
Magic is not naturally present,
but created through love for another
I did not encounter magic until I looked in my daughter's eyes;
Did not get my fairy-tale until I worked toward a better life.
I learned happily ever after does not exist,
not in the way we imagine.
It does not mean princes balls, and perfect hair,
but the feeling of fulfillment that follows
a life well spent caring for others
and pursing the dreams we had hoped to achieve
So don't be like me.
Do not wait for your prince to come for you. 
Create your own happy ending
and I promise it will come true.

Copyright © Serena Mott | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |


Marshmallow cotton candy clouds drift on by In the vast azure skies so blue I dream each night that I can fly And I’m looking down on you With gossamer wings I’d float on the breeze Whilst the man in the moon winks an eye I’d land on the top of lollipop trees Oh I love looking down from the sky I can see Rudolph and the other reindeer graze On clouds of carrots and sweet mince pies Santa would tell me of his pre Christmas days Before he goes flying high in the skies Snow coloured storks have babies to deliver Now I’ve seen them here so I know it’s true Babies are wrapped in blankets so they don’t shiver Before they are delivered down on earth to you I eat pie in the sky from a rainbow coloured dish The silver lining of clouds keep me warm Everywhere the eye can see is filled with flying fish And pink fluffy pigs fly around in a swarm Contest: Imagination Sponsor: Shadow Hamilton 01~30~16

Copyright © JAN ALLISON | Year Posted 2016

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A Boy And His Dreams

There once was a boy named Paul Revees
who wanted to sail all of the deep, blue seas.

It is all he talked about most of the time
be it at home, or in school and even in the
lunch line.

He dreamed of it in the night and knew someday
to the sea he would take flight.

Paul finished school and a shipbuilder he became
and off to sea he went when the ship was named.

He sailed the seas and through the years he kept notes,
as he lived happily ever after on his ship named,
The Happy Boat.

Copyright © Sharon Gulley | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |

My Future Generation

I can act insane
Make me feel worthless

I belong in God’s family
He will bless my future generation

Don’t punish me for
Being myself –
Don’t envy my glee 

I can act like an
Adult, but I’d 
Prefer to have joy…

Not stress…
That piles upon us in our 
Everyday lives

Being childlike is

A rare beauty – 

No one prizes it…

No one came across it…

In this lifetime…

I can laugh all day
I can make you smile
If you’d accept my 
Childlike dreams of mine
Don’t treat me like a sick swine

Renew my young heart
Give me the ability 
To kill the old man…

I have my place in God’s family
He’ll be adored and glorified 
We’ll exchange prayers and hugs  
By my future generation

I beg of you – 
Don’t kill my childlike mentality
I’ll behave myself…
I’m positively sure that I’ll make you happy

I’ll still have pieces of a child in me

And pass it on to my future generation…

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2013

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Super hero

Muhammad Butler

Joker's poem

There's the mighty joker

We wondering if he ever played poker

But only supplies a bad body odor

But the fact remains his a filthy flirter.

Wondering if his jokes are taking him somewhere

But the bottom line is that he doesn't care

Weather or not he his been compared with someone

There he is fighting batman

But now on the backhand

Simply judge because he lives in a thresh can.

Copyright © MUHAMMMAD Butler | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? |

The princess and her dream

THE PRINCESS AND HER DREAM-----Childrens story

Once upon a time in a far away land.There was a deep dark forest and in the middle 
of the forest was a road paved of gold that led to a beautiful castle.This is where a 
beautiful princess lived all alone her name was Isabella.Every night as she laid her 
head down to sleep she would dream of a handsome prince to come and rescue 
her.The princess was kept imprisoned by three wicked witches.Their names were 
Hazel,Mable,Kara they were sisters and Hazel was the boss.Mable and Kara done 
what ever Hazel told them.So Mable's job was to keep anyone from seeing the 
princess.Hazel kept everyone away from the castle.Kara's job was to keep the  
princess from being  lonely.At night fall before the princess went to bed Kara would 
brush the princess's beautiful long hair.The princess was so pretty her hair was 
blonde and her eyes were sparkling blue.
Kara cared for the princess because she wanted her to always to be happy.In 
another castle far away there lived a prince who always dreamed of finding his 
princess.One day as the prince was out hunting he came to the edge of the 
forest.He got off  his horse and began to feel his princess was very close.Just as the 
prince had that thought Mable had a vision that the  prince was at the edge of the 
forest.Mable ran straight to Hazel to tell her what she had seen.Hazel told Mable I 
have a suprize for  him.As the prince entered the forest a big ball of fire appeared 
before him.Hazel.Mable knew it was very important to keep the prince from ever 
meeting  the princess or they  would turn to ashes.As the prince rode around the 
ball of fire he just knew there was someone special beyond that fire.
As the princess and Kara were locked in the castle.The princess turned to Kara and 
said"I have a  feeling someone wonderful is comming my way".As the prince rode 
around the fire Hazel and  Mable began to turn to ashes for they knew the prince 
would have the  princess.Kara  was not turning to  ashes cause she  was in the 
princess's heart.When the prince got to the castle and Kara opened the door and  
their eyes met for the very first time they both felt it was love at first site.Kara 
stayed with them forever.They were married  and lived happier ever after.The End
The moral of this story is dreams do come true.Teresa Skyles
The moral of this story is a friendship is always needed.

Copyright © Teresa Skyles | Year Posted 2016

Details | Free verse |

Love And Pricks

I Love the elderly so full of history I love my generation who kept me a mystery I love the children who's future, now bright for I have died for them to capture the light for i understand pain more than ever once I released it the anger got better as it went away from the people and into my music without a single reason to prove it without a reason to let Love's light in I didn't, it found me and lesser I sin God and my father both let me know it would all be okay so very long ago even tho the road would be full of pricks even back then I'd tell them you can all suck my dick. -Bj Fard

Copyright © Bj Fard | Year Posted 2013

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chasing the dream
falling into a scheme

screaming as I fall
nails scratch the wall

going down

wake in a new place
hands reach and rub my face

people come to greet me
and they all agree

I'm not from this land
so they take my hand

and lead me to the queen
(who is quite mean!)

all dressed in red
from toes to head

then I meet an extraordinary man
who tells me how this world began

next to him are a mouse and hare
who go thru life without a care

that is where I meet the cat
who gives the man back his hat

a smile set upon his face
randomly appearing in a different place

taking me to see a girl in white
who asks me to join the fight

against the dragon who roams
the skies above their homes

I must agree
for is my destiny

dressed in my silver suit 
ready to beat the brute

his wing flap against my face
why am I in this place!?

my sword comes down in a crash
he had no time to dash

now he’s dead and I must leave
but the man grabs my sleeve

and dances a little jig
and tells me that the world’s no to big

I give hugs and say goodbye
never shall these memories die

when back at my palace
I spoke my name aloud

Copyright © Ashley Last | Year Posted 2013

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I wish I weren’t an ant, my survival rate is scant
Done in by a pesticide, or a shoe, as I gallivant
A solitary figure, when I roam, I am seldom seen
In Africa, in motion, we’re a devastating machine

But that’s not my fate, I’m a sentinel at the gate
Guarding the queen laying eggs at an alarming rate
When I’m on a hunt for food I always leave a scent
So I can find my way back home in rapid descent

I may be small, but  I can lift twenty times my weight
Orts, meat, leaves or carcasses are typical freight
We are constantly on the hunt for sugary sweets
When acting in groups we perform incredible feats

That’s enough about me, I’ve got kin you need to see
They’re called fire ants once upon you it’s no mercy
They overwhelm you, stinging, causing great pain
Stumble across their mound; your distance maintain

I’ve got giant kinsmen that are in our tribal clan
Called carpenter ants habituating across the land
Their name may give that group a sense of glamour
I ask you, ever seen an ant carrying a hammer?

We are always busy, maintaining a colony means work
Soldiers, drones, workers, none allowed duty to shirk
But always being busy causes my legs to get sore
I’d like to be someone else, like the majestic condor 

Soaring high over the Nazca plains in southern Peru
Seeing geoglyphs visible only from an aerial view
I’d glide, dive and do inside n outside double loops
High above Andean peaks with frightening swoops
But alas that’s a daydream of mine nary to be seen
As I forage seeking food for our egg laying machine



Copyright © John Arribas | Year Posted 2017

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When midnight's velvet blanket
Is draped across the sky,
With wisps of cloud too thin to shroud
The star shine from your eye,
Pause a while to wonder
The things those stars have seen
Whilst drifting through the darkness
As you lay your head to dream.

Copyright © Rufus Reed | Year Posted 2013

Details | Light Poetry |

Lullaby For A Stormy Night

Little child, be not afraid
The rain pounds harsh against the glass
Like an unwanted stranger
There is no danger
I am here tonight

Little child
Be not afraid
Though thunder explodes
And lightning flash
Illuminates your tearstained face
I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

Little child
Be not afraid
The storm clouds mask your beloved moon
And its candlelight beams
Still keep pleasant dreams
I am here tonight

Little child
Be not afraid
The wind makes creatures of our trees
And the branches to hands
They're not real, understand
And I am here tonight

And someday you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forest and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

For you know, once even I
Was a little child
And I was afraid
But a gentle someone always came
To dry all my tears
Trade sweet sleep the fears
And to give a kiss goodnight

Well, now I am grown
And these years have shown
Rain's a part of how life goes
But it's dark and it's late
So I'll hold you and wait
'til your frightened eyes do close

And I hope that you'll know
That nature is so
This same rain that draws you near me
Falls on rivers and land
And forests and sand
Makes the beautiful world that you see
In the morning

Everything's fine in the morning
The rain will be gone in the morning
But I'll still be here in the morning

Copyright © julia chebukina | Year Posted 2016

Details | Dramatic Verse |

Pussy cat

Oh!!!Dear pussy cat
You  run after the poor rat
Visioning about your delicious meal
You forget about thy snatching skill
The rat is free from the threatening paw
And it  scamper away straight into the hole
The cat comes out of the dream
And regrets all the whole scene

Copyright © Sanskruti Shinde | Year Posted 2017