Best Leaky Poems

Today is the first day of the rest of your life
Make the most of it
Everyone has a specific number of days here on earth
But no...

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Where the sound of the wind whistled through the cracks in the walls and the door-sills where pots collected rain beneath a leaky roof where...

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Nor thunder in the dark, nor flash, nor fire,
nor other pyrotechnics that, they say,
accompany all such events, nor dire
phantasmagorias, going astray

in the unconsciousness. I’m all...

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What Lurks Within

I picture in my mind an old colonial room,
With a door to the garden where my flowers can bloom.
 
A window in the...

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“If I have to cry to keep you, I will keep weeping.”- The Temptations

If our atmosphere
Becomes a shattered animosity

If our cumulus clouds
Become wrecking balls against...

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Poetry will not keep you warm
Not like a cat nestled between legs
But, it hunts down manic thoughts
Gnashes the static till the mind gives 
Chases a...

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Randomling 1:  Matthew Macfadyen

I believe I'm in love with Matthew Macfadyen
He inspires in me a terribly bad yen
But as poetry goes
His name 'spires woes
Cause...

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The humid air sweats streaming curls down the toddler’s flush cheeks like Fusilli hot from the stove. The golden ringlets cling to her forehead, bouncing...

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Have you ever had one of those days 
On the wrong side of the bed, bad days 
When everything right went wrong 

Cause the ding...

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Slipping on tinkles ain't easy my boy
When zippers get stuck it can be a pain
The thing that I hold once gave me such joy
Now it's...

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Your silence only 
ampliphies the lies
And keeps problems and 
doubts well fed
Comfort and trust
quickly sicken and die
What's left is a shell of a 
memory
a life...

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Jane was lost in the woods
And Ann waited for years
The sun was scorching above
And feet embedded in cruel mud.

She waited for Jane, her friend
Because she...

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As I sit back at watch the world become depraved
I think about the one foot I have in this instagrave
The countless angles, of shoot after...

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TWIN    BUILDERS


Took a break  from  years of research
And worked  in a  small town building a new church.
Local priest...

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Little by little the red bricks begin to fall apart 
he is getting ready to take the staircase to heaven
she watches from a window the...

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