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Unmade - FIRE AND ICE, part 2

...Let this not be poetry.
Let this be a reckoning.

(Honest John.)
You are a groomer.
You are a predator in plain clothes.
You are a bastard carved from rot
Too old to claim innocence,
Too vile...

Gotcha!

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Tingly skies full of surprise, oh how I love when with surmise,
The little rascal aims his dart, as if it were poetic art.
It hits it's mark on the brightest day or in the dark.
Cupid's ...

The Last Appeal

...two years ago, on Christmas eve,
i made an appeal and stood in your court
i asked you to revoke my status-
from a stranger to a lover, or friends who love each other
but you declared me guilty
a...

Silence in a Shattered World

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Written: July 2, 2025, for contest by: Sara Jama

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Ashen, wispy shades flicker
awash in caliginous candlelight.
His dark eyes peek out from b...

My Name

...
I want to buy a wardrobe, 
And in it I place my name
In the top left corner
Of its darkest spot. 

I want to buy a wardrobe
And in it put a billion chambers, 
To keep my name safe
From vult...

Seeking closure

...We seek wakefulness. What does Barbados mean to me? Is it the hot sun, broad-brimmed hats, and old khaki pants? It’s the robust men with warm, undertone skin that blends with the cultivated land. We ...

FEAR

...I wish I was still scared of the monsters under my bed, 
I wish my biggest fear was still giant sharp teeth, 
And I wish I still needed a night light to help me sleep.
I'm still scared of the dark...

A tale is told of a cruel man

...A tale is told of a cruel man
who once cast a stone at a righteous dervish’s head.
The poor man, too meek to strike back,
picked up the stone and kept it close?—?
waiting.

Time passed.
The ki...

Point of No Return

...The point of no return could be global or individual 
but never is it in the middle. 

It is a horizon of dreams aloft in hope held by tentative
strands of rope that weaken and deny what hear...

An unplanned nice trip

...20250525
After missing the train to Swan Hill.
I went Frankston and got off at Currum station.
A local bus 833 to Lake Patterson.
Walked right into a Retirement.
I was drawn to the Patterson Lak...

The Silence Faded With a soft Embrace

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                              "Silence Faded with a Soft Embrace"


                             Seated on the bench of a silent shore
                           Two loving souls lately at da...

BEN NOLA

...Lights dim, and a single spotlight illuminates the stage/Ben Nola has sumptin 2 say/
 a page/ a stage/ two worlds were born from the seed of thought/
 One, etched in ink, a monument meticulously wr...

deal

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Edges edging the already on edge, 
But calm and restraint is the pledge. 
“Patience, child, this too will pass.”
Why is patience mine, but that guy’s an ass? 

“We don’t measure ourselves 
...

Remembering The Fallen Heroes

...I was only about four years old when I saw my mother crying
Two soldiers at our front door said something about him dying
When they left mom took me to one side and she said to me
"Daddy's nev...

Pillaged Poet

...I heard echoes of scurrilous snarls, 
from my conscience as it spoke
contemptible remarks aimed at me.
What shame those words delivered.

"Fatuous one, why does your hand quiver,
mimicking the ...

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