Best Paged Poems

The challenge was to write and write
Then write and write and write ,  all right !
So I wrote and wrote and wrote , as...

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The thunder rolls,
and the lightning strikes.
Will my life end tonight?

The rain falls, 
and my blood drips.
I'm getting that feeling again,
that lightheaded feeling.

My eyes close,
and my...

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Sliding is the twilight
into the silence of the sea. 
A multi paged book
calling for me
to milk its poetry
verse by verse....

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Lux Vitae Love Stories of The Fey:

“In the Clouds”



“What are you looking at Mum?”
“They come in the clouds you know”, she said to her...

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Come in my friend, now don't be shy.
Was lost without you, can't deny.
I sat among the leaves of life,
But, could not find a single tree.
Floated...

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Some days, I look within the book of myself onto the pages I have filled, and sigh. The folds of light and dark portray scenes,...

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Stacks of Aloneness
                      ...

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The moving finger writes and having writ
moves on. And that's the bitter core of it.

So did you scheme to mold we are so base,
like you're...

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This sorrow is hollow in truth I am borrowed
Dont ever recall me with witness I'll follow
With constance I'll call out, the heavens in echoes
Oh save...

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the third of january saw this;

the moon is a stone in the sky
and the night a stencil of light;
the rain an error of clouds
and the...

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What will happen when I'm gone?
will the world remember me?
will the people notice
the absence? When the 
professor calls roll, and
makes those tic-marks 
of authority, my...

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"Through the Vicious Eyes of Love"



All is fair 
in love and war

or so they say;

why so 
as saints,
mothers 
go through
the course of whore 
to feel...

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and all the words congregated somber,
passing observations and glasses around,
and smoked 'em if they had 'em,
and looked woefully at the ground

mentioned how he was so...

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I am an elementary school counselor.
Everyone else shuns the sixth graders, they are my pals.
They are the ones I know the best, we have the...

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Should my city have been treated like a hotel?
should someone have checked for the vacancy or no vacancy
before we let a bunch of rich people...

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