Best Semicolon Poems

My Muse
Squeezed
One out

I think
I will
Call

IT

Panagiota...

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"Give me words,
Thousands of words,
I offer my kingdom for words
For
A poem I wish to write
Not any poem
But
A masterpiece of a poem!" The aspiring poet shouted,...

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"Backhand"



You have turned me
inside out, cut open
like a tennis ball
I used to beat backhand
along with the racket
hard against the garage wall

To make sense of it...

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"Fraudulent"



A writer writes of people 
walking lonely dark streets
begging for bread, shelter and cold without all

like he’s been there
trudging up and downhill knocking on doors...

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"Give me words, thousands of words,
I offer my kingdom for words, for I wish a
poem to write.
Not any poem but a masterpiece of a poem!"...

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I know you're just a tiny dot,
			but in the world of writing, not		
			a mark more powerful exists.
			When thoughts get jammed up, you insist
			they separate and...

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BLACK,RED and GOLD

Location---SOMEWHERE IN KÖNIGSBERG 1945 APRIL 9
Scene---A Dying German Agent/A Soldier`s thoughts/reflections just before death 

On this periphery of life
Let blue jeans of my...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the...

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"Grenades"

When Humpty fell off the wall
she stood over the mess
that bad egg left
like a marauding architect 
she was holding two pistols
the smoking guns 
of a...

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The landmark was given the name 
"Exclamation Point," and indeed it became 
the most exciting place I'd ever known!
The "parentheses" between us shone
of sun "dashes"...

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Here I am: a product of coffee shop
    bricks and apparition footsteps-freakishly
    paradoxical, hungrily swallowing placebos 
  ...

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From blank screen to logorrhea, I write with confused adumbrations

Methinks hmm, perhaps
I admittedly self plagiarize and quite aware
aforementioned amalgamated, conglomerated, 
fabricated, jerry rigged, and organized...

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It’s not just Jesus who rose into grace with scars from nails and the cross

Trees grow new branches from knots like wounded soul’s blemish’s scars

A...

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He stared at the empty sheet in front of him. Everything had been said. Minstrel’s nightmare and it was only ten in the morning. Writer’s...

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Thoughts of a “Mid-Dot : (•)”

A couple of centuries back, I was recognized,
marked as mid-dot ; all were mesmerized.
I was most required for all. I...

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