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Details | Prose Poetry |


Sahrah tends. Sahrah tends the bar at the Inn. The ScourMoueINn. She washes dishes 
passes out Ale to the largesse man drinks droughts ever pays. IN the corner passing 
unnoticed is the small monkish man with the leer, so eye watch young Sahrah tend. When 
approached reproaches some nervous curses foiled. Foible but talented drinking no ale at his 
table but soda just impaling his eye upon Sahrah, sure he is never noticed young love never 
notices old want. His blemishes fails. She comes laying left on the table near the old mans 
soda was a Valentine Heart full of young love twisting it turning it over the old man read 
Sahrah loves... but the namme was failing no namme was forthcoming his misunderstanding 
was in thinking Sahrah never loves him, she loves everyone just the same as she tends even 
him. The largesse man no threat head bent half asleep full of Ale on the table. They soon all 
get away. Sahrah came. She stood looking inside like all young women have there own 
interest do. Reaching her hand out to touch once the elder mans beard. Then they left the 
largesse man there asleep turned the Key to the Door of the Inn. A Valentines Heart will 
come true. At the ScourMoueINn. Sarah tends. 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2010

Details | Lyric |



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.

Copyright © JAY JOHNSON | Year Posted 2008

Details | Cinquain |

Sub-Station One

You call up and say:
“Hello, how are you today?”
I’m dead and rottin’ away,
But my droid is pretty bright,
It answers “I’m all right!”

You celebrate the bi-centennial,
And call up your oldest serving menial:
My spirit is hardly congenial,
But my droid is going strong;
It accepts congratulations from the throng.

So when all is said and done,
I’ve been dust on the floor of sub-station one
Twenty-three revolutions of the sun.
Your polite query is replied,
By the droid who inherited my pride.

Copyright © Cecelia Hopkins-Drewer | Year Posted 2017

Details | Free verse |

The Drone

 You use it every day.
 It is a basic part of life now.
 Maybe it’s the flicker of the radio
 Or the buzz of a computer.
 It is used every day to make our lives simpler and less stressful. 
 Is it really helping us though?
 It does make our life simpler
 But is this a downward spiral into emotionless and effortless life?
 A life where instead of real soldiers with real emotions
 are sent to fight,
 A drone controlled by someone at a computer is used to kill innocent civilians. 
 The drone is emotionless.
 No compassion for other beings and no feeling of guilt or regret.
 This is the future,
 an emotionless drone controlled by someone at a computer. 

Copyright © Ryan D.N | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |


If you were wondering about me,  
My scars haven’t healed yet 
Your corrupted fingers penetrating me, 
Guiding me into a strange situation   

This place is fairly misleading! 
I’m turning crazed and disoriented 

Colliding…Colliding…Oh, colliding

If you were wondering about me, 
My scars haven’t healed yet 

This place is fairly misleading… I’m bewildered 
I have this bizarre feeling inside of me 
I feel as if I’m in space 

Colliding…				colliding…					colliding
					In this bizarre black hole

Copyright © JW Earnings | Year Posted 2010

Details | Free verse |

The Student

 The Student     
Author Message 

Age : 53
Joined : 13 Jun 2007
Posts : 665

 Subject: The Student   Today at 14:54      

The Student

He is tall and short both blonde and impish brown his hair is black his eyes are 
round his limp is quite pronounced his wheelchair rolls his limousine awaits his 
bicycle locked near the skateboard of hate four feet long the thing weighs a ton 
he uses it to scare old ladies and nuns his eyes are narrow eyes are wide eyes 
are fried from his drugs and his fellows jostle his arm to lift it up elbow first 
draining his glass mark the sot they closed all the bars at one am in the day at 
five he is building his clamato hooray and at sunrise he slumbers away and then 
rises at nine in the night to go out the door and avoid the sunlight he is living the 
life of alcoholic delights he sits in the library no classes avoids he has no 
teachers rules no principles he is god the student annoys. 
 The Student 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |


  On the BEAM to OBERON       
On the BEAM to OBERON 
Chapter 22 CHEPH111 


Charlockandroidone7 listed the crew members nammes 

MarYlin Mist: she was the captain and the pilot of the "Amaryllis Two" 

STOKKER: He is a MECH a human mechanic and the co-pilot. 

IOLA MATRON: She is patterned after love. 

Falcon Lady: a yerd woman she is extra crew member. 

Martian BOY: He was on MARS living in the caverns. 

The Miner: He walked with a left limp: he smiles a left side smile. 

The miner stowed his gear and tried to smile at the charlax android 

The CHARLOCKandroidone7 just nodded his head and laughed The Miner was 
so surprised. 

That's the CHARLAX android he was too short to be of any use so they sent me 
to finish the mission 

I'm much taller than that Japanese freak. He was a Honda motor in an English 

The Miner was satisfied then that the android was intelligent.When the stokker 
damps this thing again we leave at hypertext speed to OBERON THREE and 
then we will shuttlebeam on the FASTERTHANLIGHT@ and take in all the sites 
on CHEPH111 the third planet from the sun of the OBERON system. We will 
leave the MISTY WAY and be in HYPERNATION space for almost 300 earth years 
but do not worry MINER the affects and defects of a hypertext transfer do not effect 
humans and how was YOUR week gentle reader? 
 On the BEAM to OBERON 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Light Poetry |

Modern Moon Miss ...

A Mellow, Intoxicant – Moon-Shine
Out of This World – But Orbit’s in Line
Controls The Lunacy- Longing, Just Fine
Heard Howls At The Moon? … It Was Mine…

Not a Lunatic – But Lipse’ – Scientific … Sometime
Like a Space-Kitten, Who just wants to Climb
And Prowl 9 (?) Milky Way Planets, in One Lifetime… Not Nine
And Purr in Milky Moonlight… On My Spine

My Soul is all Aglow… You’re in My sight
And Even, My DarkSide… is Searching Mister… Right ?
I’m and Emotive, Aspiring, Silhouette-Shone, Light
Full … of Faith, Formulas and Moon Flint-Rocks, Bright

So, I’m Not Crazy… But I, Phase… A- R o u n d –  Sense 
… at Least, to Your Grounded, Male-Ego Logistics
yet, I’m Glad, You Still Try To Reach The Moon…
… but Maybe, I’ll Beam “You” Up Scotty !… Soon

… So, Brace Yourself… I Can Bring The Bravado
Pace Yourself… We, Got A Long Way To Grow
Race Yourself… Flash Your Flag… Fly and Follow
Raise Your Rocketship-Ride…    Ready … Set … Go !

… ‘Cause Modern Moon Miss… Miss Ya’… You Know…

Copyright © MoonBee Canady | Year Posted 2009

Details | Blank verse |

Coffee Covered Sun

Watching as the stars go by
On this strange and ethereal wave
The sunshine burning down on 
This fine and wild ride
Fly on the Dream Bean
Too close to the heat
Release the cargo, my friend
Cut the engines, grab a mug
And give a hearty toast
To our coffee  covered sun
For we have seen the summer rise
Rise with the sun in the morning
The early warmth that bids the night its leave
We grin stupidly, happily, wickedly
Electric that is what they say
This feeling in the air of this place
Sharp and strange and new
Free and wild and barely restrained
So suddenly do I see this 
A stark contrast to my old pain
I now see a world full over
A light shines in the darkest way
Like flash-tag
Summer with tangled hair and slashed jeans
The season of commerce and play
Well goodbye, friends 
This best of times shall never stop
As the sun shines down 
You smile and cry in the walls we trust
And so, farewell
For what is in the game?
But for wild abandon and a name? 

Copyright © Lacey Petty | Year Posted 2006

Details | Free verse |

Group Gestalt

 Group Gestalt 
Group Gestalt 
Individuals in groups not relating to the whole group 
(Humanity) {wait that seems a bit too much let us break this down to a 
subhuman group [the lieberry patrons]} start to say out loud things that mean very 
little to the rest of us then there ought to be a LAW given that governs this under 
rude or noise among us. When a group larger than a two gets started there 
should be a trap door underneath the carpet to take them on the conveyer belted. 
Noise is then deleted and calm and peace return in the manner of a wooded 
shelter in a glade with Japanese lanterns all around the square headed dragon 
leaning down to eat the patrons of the bookstore in the square lantern jawed 
man as he turns into the dragon waiting there. This is a Zen thing a group 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Imagism |


I came face to face with a basket case
and yet stayed in place despite wanting to step back a pace.
His eyes glowed with a blue as cold as ice
and i did not move for fear of the price.
I stood my ground not making a sound
 as he did the same not looking around only staring me down.
So i spoke,comming to a choke
and as silence was broke his lips mocked mine as to joke.
No more i stated as i assesed and contemplaited,
nor did he as he patiently waited.
Deciding this was a test,one to be graded,
i set to do my best or leave more jaded.

      (so i spoke yet again to my odd but familiar friend)
 I don't know what your problem might be
as you stand there and stare.
 Trying to look so frightening,
i hope you're aware that i am not scared.
      (His lips yet again repeated the god awful sin)

He mocked sankronizingly every word i had said.
I shouted,don't patronize me and don't try to get in my head!
Yet once again,he mouthed what i had sang.
I sprang with a blow that landed in a bang.
I began to weep at what i discovered through my tears,
for the blood of my knuckles covered a broken mirror.

Copyright © Jason Melton | Year Posted 2009

Details | Free verse |


Chapter 6IXteen 
Eating at the house on MARS 
MarYlin Mist made CharlaX7 remove his suit and gave it to the BOY and then she 
let BOY leave the seal open at the neck and placed a HAIR locket on it for 
effect “that hair red and green affect makes you look like an American Vampire” 
BOY this was IOLA the Matron speaking as STOKKER led them back to the 
HOUSE where the Nordic Family 
lived. Earth like in it's structure with an air-lock@ manufactured in Hong Kong 
back on the third planet NEWTONIA in the STAR SYSTEM MISTY WAY in the city of 
Bostonia is where the warehouse of importance lay and as they entered the 
airlock even BOY went along with no apprehension or even useless worry for in a 
Chapter Poem Story my poetical license is in effect and BOY even though he is a 
Martian had no problem with the atmospheric effect of the Nordic Home. Let's 
Eat. Gentle reader come back please to read the newest Chapter Seventeen. 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |

TwentY Chapters Cheph111

TwentY Chapters Cheph111 
TwentY Chapters Cheph111 
TwentY Chapters Cheph111 
One if by land and two if by the airside Charlaxandroidone7 was making his 
calculations Charlaxandroidone7 was a robot manufactured in the MISTY WAY 
on the planet Newtonia the third one from the sun in the city of Bostonia he was 
made from parts from old western guns. The map lit up and the 
FASTERTHANLIGHTBEAMS@ modem on the MISTY WAY MAP lit up to warn 
them of the appraochment of the secondary asteroid belt where the Asteroid 
3456227 where the diner was and where they would soon pick up the falcon yerd 
lady she was ready to be lifted to join our crew and the: "amaryllis two"a new 
stYle of space shippe made with a giant nose cone like all the world looking like 
a giants needle to sew the stars together and knit them to each other. 
The Matron Iola was speaching my hair will NOT be cut its an INDIAN custom the 
braids just fall up in the vacuum when the HYPERDRIVE is on hardrive and we 
are spacing to the stars my other hair is all cut short and it's not your problem 
android one IOLA please this was MarYlin she was furious for a moment and 
then she smiled it's not possible for me to be angry for eye loved my mamsie 
when eye was still alive back on Newtonia in 2004. COME back reader and keep 
that smile it looks very good one ewe mye deer roe dear ewe oph please until 
next time.  

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |

Chapter Twenty One Cheph111

Chapter Twenty One Cheph111 
Chapter Twenty One Cheph111 

Charlockandroidone7 was finishing the inventory on Charlaxes doorpanel 
The new android had arrived with the falcon lady on the asteroid. Be careful with 
that the IOLA the Matron was heard to say CHARLAX7 was a wonderful man OH 
MarYlin said yes he was all man. STOKKER just spit. THE MARS BOY 
He just smiled at the STOKKER. What utter nonsense the Charlock is a much 
better android why he is sober just like the STOKKER and he can think the 
CHARLAX was sober too but he had too many hang-ups he is now a lover of the 
ewe and needs a real catchy namme we decided on the Charlockoneandroid7 or 
any combination of the given surs. 
He had the heart of a child and the kiss of his ewe and the loneliness of outer 
space and sometimes on a frYdaY nite the inner space is lonesome too. COME 
back gentile reader to this same location for a new chapter tomorrow ewe.

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |



Leaving Mars to the STARS

The MIMIC was soon dead and the real ramp lowered for our crew to board the: 
Amaryllis Two. Charlax7Android1 was soon busy at the damper board.

MarYlin Mist was on the pilots couch strapping down her loose anatomy parts.

Stokker was next to her watching her every piloting move. He was learning how to 
fly this thing to be an added asset to the guest list. The Matron IOLA was soon 
engrossed in the business at hand FRENCH toast. The Hydrogen engine was 
noise. The important water pipes the UTUBES stretching out of sight near the 
edges of the walls kept them all on edge and nerves stretched out in the engine 
noises of this interstellar space shippe as the worlds of the ASTERIODS 
approached the ship began to overdrive and the FASTERTHANLIGHTBEAMS@ 
modem on the MISTY WAY MAP lit up on MarYlin computer screen her brand new 
lap top. OH gentle ewe come back tomorrow for a brand new chapter poem. 
9Teen. The Stars in Reach. 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Free verse |


 Cheph111 NINETEEN 
Cheph111 NINETEEN 
The hemorrhoid belt is approaching us NOW the IOLA was so smart she was 
clucking her tongue and annoying even Android1OneCharlaX7 the ASTEROID 
belt is overtaking the ship said MarYlin the captain. 
Stokker Lieutenant Stokker was now the co-pilot in charge of navigation. The 
crew was short one person mabe they could pick up a miner at the diner on 
Asteroid 3456227 shhhhhhhh it was a surprise for the MarYlin she could never 
guess it in a zillion. The falcon yerd lady was on the asteroid 3456227 waiting for 
STOKKER to arrange her transfer to the shuttle beam. She kept the diner clean 
for when the miner eat. There was only one miner now left in the asteroid belt the 
man was quite insane he had been homeless far too long his flower memory 
was almost gone but still he sang a song of six pennies found. 
NEXT BATT TIME SAME BATT CANAL gentle reader ewe moo cow. 

Copyright © charles hice | Year Posted 2007

Details | Blank verse |

I Live In A Hole

i live in a hole 
no way out
i have nothing 
i dug it my self with the guilt and thoughts of not returning
the longer i live the deeper i get no way out nor do i care
i wanna sit in my hole and play with the maggets in my mind
as they eat away every memory 
i love this hole of mine it keeps me away
away from all who want to hurt me...

Copyright © Dennis LaLiberte II | Year Posted 2007