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Premium Member Artisan at work
Having learnt the art from her mom, ...

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Categories: at, 5th grade, girl, mom,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member At Times
At times l get a little depressed ~ Disappointed ~ Disillusioned ~ Disheartened ~ Deflated When selfish, thoughtless, unkind humans Step in the way on life’s path to happiness...

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Categories: at, character, confusion, humanity, sometimes,
Form: Rhyme



Lost At Sea
My heart like the tides rises and falls with loves hope I'm done with it all...

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Categories: at, lost, love, sea,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member I look at the sky as an ocean of freedom, a realm of boundless flight
I look at the sky as an ocean of freedom, a realm of boundless flight, where birds sketch their destinies on the blue canvas of infinity, and I wonder why I remain where wings are just unlived dreams, but the mirror shows me the answer, a truth hidden deep in my heart, for my wings were never broken, just...

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Categories: at, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
The Night at the Barrio Fiesta
Do you remember when we left the baraylehan early at midnight . It was my alibi, I really meant to walk with you I smiled when you held my hand. The nipa leaves let go of the moon as the music at the dance went silent, I kissed you. The road was cold the grass beside it moist my heart was singing and dancing It stopped....

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Categories: at, kiss, love,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Corny At The Beach
The Cornelius's were bathing in the sun The husband said, I am cornier than you, Hun She said, try to butter me up, my dear And whisper "I love you" into my ear But if you pop up on the beach again- we're done ...

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Categories: at, humorous,
Form: Limerick
Waiting at the bus stop
a bobble hat fellow rumbles along sharp turns behind me - hello - but reaches up to the wall grabs an apple 80 percent intact and hobbles away again a few seconds later he's back again turns behind me, bends low and picks up the soggy, abandoned box of donuts two inside remaining successful mission he wobbles away...

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Categories: at, england, food, london, simple,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Peace At Last
Peace At Last by Jehovah's Witnesses When our loved ones arise we'll cry tears of joy, for death must release all her slain The children will play, each little girl and boy, and none will face anguish or pain To the ends of the earth there'll be peace at last for all eternity From the valleys below to the...

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Categories: at, peace,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Mother at the Gate
The gossamer on a child’s frame, looked new and ancient, all at once. A ghostly smile, a trick and treat, directed at me. No wrinkles on the hand of time, his godforsaken finger pointed at the stabbed pigeon. I followed the tracks of blood down to the river. I seemed to have no choice, in this misty sequence. A grief-stricken...

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Categories: at, horror,
Form: Free verse
At the graveyard's gate
A gossamer hung on the graveyard's gate. A spider clung to steel, consuming its meal. It had no need to know dinner was served late, Nor sensed ghostly keels the summer winds conceal. The owls flew on, unperturbed by midnight's scare, That made dead men howl silently in each grave, Fresh ghosts were blown toward the gate in despair, The gate creaked...

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Categories: death, grave, loss, scary,
Form: Rhyme
At My Leisure
a blank page when I awaken and walk barefoot across the carpet and when I embrace the song of nothingness it wants more a cool breeze through the window breathes new life onto the page in front of me and the sun peaks through the window as I sit at my laptop and slide my feet under the desk I love my muse and learn to let...

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Categories: inspiration, love, morning, muse,
Form: Other
home at last
Before the stars had names to say, Before the dawn had kissed the day, There lived two souls the skies adored— Butch and Monica, love restored. He was fire—fierce, untamed, A storm with passion, never blamed. She was dusk—soft, wise, and wild, A goddess born, eternity’s child. Together, they shaped the breath of time, In silence deeper than any rhyme. But jealous fate tore them...

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Categories: at, beauty, character, cute love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Fishing at Dusk
across rippling lake cousins casting half blue moon ...

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Categories: at, fishing,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member It Doesn't Feel Alright at All
It doesn’t feel alright at all over half the country is cast a pall of shame... that they’re Americans Some find them arrogant ...

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Categories: america, destiny, fate, sad,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member At the Graves Gate
Checked by www.howmanysyllables.com>syllable_counter "A grave wherever found preaches a short and pithy sermon to the soul.” Nathaniel Hawthorne ************************************************************** ...

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Categories: fate, grave, hate, love,
Form: Rhyme

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