Best Clicked Poems

you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now

i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair
i saw that pretty little smile you saved for me

we always ran 
too wild to...

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Meandering with my imagination,
I felt it flowing, silver like a fish.
This fish grew wings, and with great elation,
I caught a ride on it! It was my wish
to fly beyond the clouds. Where would we go?
The fish became a dolphin bird! He dipped
behind a hill to...

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I have been put in my place many times
Told how to talk
What to think
How I need to look a certain way
Be the way I'm suppose to be
Expectations to be met
I could never be me

That place that almost drove me insane
I kept being placed there
Over and...

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Feeling like a lodger
In my own home
Thankful for my music
And my new found roam

Families and communities
They are just so hard to find
But in April 2009
I found the most precious kind

I found the name amusing
So the button i clicked on to see
The layout was very inviting
Like...

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I was once really new to our Poetry Soup,
and I knew I should try to join in with the group;
post my poems on-site to be read by a few,
and then give it a whirl, join a contest or two.

Soon a couple of them were a...

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The red rose asked the blue butterfly..,
 "Where were you since the last goodbye ?
So much I missed you in silent sigh...
With tears of dew....my eyes did cry."

Dazzled the butterfly blue,
in golden wings of silver hue.
Snuggled with a wink and nod,
cuddled with a hug so...

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There were so many books at Barnes and Noble’s
That I wanted to buy but I wasn’t able
Up at the counter with my chin in my hand
I said to the sales clerk… I have another plan

At my low bank balance I did curse 
As I put...

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One day, I decided I will beat Tom and be the first one to congratulate Potd poet. I kept my eyes on Potd screen, refreshing again and again. After a long time, I finally found who had got Potd. I clicked on poem title to...

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Wordplay Extravaganza
Sponsor: John Hamilton

Bugs bunny was the silliest hare with such a bright future ahead,
he wanted to give Lola something special, but he gave her a carrot instead.
He pondered on a different surprise, and wrote Lola a sweet love letter,
asking her to marry him, because...

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Cluttering above huddled rooftops
Of sprawling villages 
And shy provincial towns;
Rising sharply amidst swooping
Declinations;
Hesitating when gathering at the
Tangled woodland perimeters of
Outlying greenland bounds,
Jostled apex ridges detach among
Themselves...
When habitually roused from early
Mornings
Newly awakened sounds.

Electrical milk floats whir and
Bustle around manna-strewn,
Cherry-blossomed streets;
Clinking bottles in blue
Plastic crates
Rattle in monotonous...

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If my love we must part
   Let us part under shroud of night
Who I ask is afraid of the dark?
  Tiss I who fears the darkness when you depart
Times passing shall never lessen the pain within
  I suffer so, longing for...

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I always feel like a prisoner in the winter, banished from the outside by the jealous wind. As I get older, I continue to make peace with the cold, but I follow the spring. It is a different door, one covered with vines and stars,...

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The rumours were persistent; the split was on the cards
sad news to music lovers, despair for lonely hearts.
Fab Four disintegrated, a tragedy for some,
but fame by then was certain, a legend to become.

        My mates and fans forever...

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This poem is dedicated to my best Poetry Soup friend, Line Gauthier. She is a very talented poet and artist. I never imagined when I first clicked on the Poetry Soup web page that this outstanding person would become part of my life. Line has...

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How your brilliance and intellectual dominance fascinate me.
Looking into your baby eyes wide and blue, I still see your knowing awareness, high voltage connections.
You laughed as a baby, with me, or at me?

How quicky did you discover our world's stupidity? When did your broken heart...

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