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Premium Member Wallpaper
WALLPAPER

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Paper Thin
Cut down to any size,
Crumble, crop me wrong 
Pull the insulation from my heart.
Never will I be "A Paper Doll!"
Thank you for calling me a "Friend!"
Thank you for wasting  my "time!"
Enjoy the WALLPAPER display
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Layers and layers of lifeless brick
KEEPS EVERYTHING OUT! 
Emotional poster...

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Categories: sheetrock, change, creation, friend, identity,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member Evil Has a Childhood
toss anger, he said
into the bin of waste
waste not mankind’s love
with abuse and bite
the bullet skies
high the eagle flies
why not the steeple
less with feathers flocked
why not the pews on
threadbare knees
that knock and palms
close touch of closed
and ethereal eyes, in shock
of amazing blue, far above
the whizzing...

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Categories: sheetrock, anger, hate,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Feeling of Being Underwater
Looking at his house
He sees nothing special
A pile of wood and sheetrock 
Bigger than others
But he owes more than it’s worth
His house is underwater
A term he doesn’t understand
In real speak the house belongs to the Bank
To the brokers and the lawyers.

Wanting a piece of the...

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Categories: sheetrock, lifehouse, wife, house,
Form: Narrative

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member Less Than Perfect
I came from a land of redneck drinkers, who mounted deer heads on walls without sheetrock. It was a simpler time. You shot or hooked what you ate. A wood stove heated the whole house. It ran on bottled propane when wood was scarce. I...

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Categories: sheetrock, introspection,
Form: Haibun
I Hate Home Depot!
I Hate Home Depot!

I hate Home Depot!
Just the sight of that
orange and white sign
makes my stomach turn.

However I know every
square inch of that store,
I’ve spent
thousands of hours there
as a paying customer.

I know what all is in the
garden section for all of the seasons.
I know where...

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Categories: sheetrock, angst, parodyhome, hate, home,
Form: Free verse
The 12 Days of Christmas
On the 1st day of Christmas my employer gave to me
A paycheck without an increase

On the 2nd day of Christmas my employer gave to me
2 tools from Tool World and a paycheck without an increase

On the 3rd day of Christmas my employer gave to me
3...

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Categories: sheetrock, appreciation, christmas, fun, giving,
Form: Narrative



Jobs, Jobs, Jobs
Schwegmann, Winn Dixie, the Superstore and more
Customer service was instilled indeed in you for sure
You hungry so you pull up in the drive thru
Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?

Baskins Robbins, oh so sweet
Brownie sundaes I love to eat
Easy Serve turned into Quicky's
Sometimes soda...

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Categories: sheetrock, change, fun, growth, jobs,
Form: Rhyme
Murphy's Law In Autumn (Part 1)
There’s a piece of sheetrock in my aunts house.
That’s newer than the rest of the pieces.
It hasn’t experienced the joyful times
The rest of the ceiling has.
I remember the days when life was normal,
Before that orange extension cord came into our lives.
My uncle bought it real...

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Categories: sheetrock, death, lossnight, autumn, night,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Confessing Outside Preferences
I am much more likely to feel like a respectful,
trusting family member
than an entitled warrior,
while outside "property improvements"
rather than inside anthropocentric habitats.

Sometimes
even as I approach my favorite sanctuary,
an AllSouls Unitarian-Universalist built structure,
I feel more sacred peace before I open our front door
of intended mutual hospitality
accommodation
conversation
accompaniment...

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Categories: sheetrock, community, earth, environment, humanity,
Form: Political Verse
Premium Member A Wooden Riddle
A Wooden Riddle

I walk through walls, 
but I'm not dead. 
(as they are unfinished) 
I try to keep the plans, 
locked in my head. 
From the morning I wake up, 
until the time I hit the bed. 

Sheetrock, 
green board, 
sand block 
whitewash!

A new life...
for...

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© Ann Foster  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sheetrock, blessing, education, husband, motivation,
Form: Free verse
Murphy's Law In Autumn (Part 2)
He was found that morning, the peace of the day was shattered
Before the day had begun.
That call raped my virgin heart from its’ happy emotions.
Leaving behind an emotional scar.
As I walked down the church isle,
I knew in my broken heart this would be the last...

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Categories: sheetrock, death, lossheart, sound, day,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member God Around the Corner
God Around the Corner

By Mark D. Stucky
My cat’s favorite spot to sleep and surveil the house
was at the top of the hallway-to-basement stairs.
I would sometimes stealthily lie down on the floor
just around the hallway corner from her and wait.
No matter how quiet I tried to...

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Categories: sheetrock, cat, god, prayer, psychological,
Form: Free verse
Through the Eyes of My Beloved, My Mother
Sitting this morning
head in hand
starting at my bedroom wall;
I remember my mother
sitting like this 
her tired eyes
boring holes into the sheetrock
or the streetlight 
outside our house

I remember my mother
sitting like this,
I would ask her
what is it Mumma?
what are you thinking of?
And she would reply
nothing, oh...

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Categories: sheetrock, birth, caregiving, daughter, growing
Form: Free verse
Crunck and Jost
The groom will keep his name
whilst she will change hers
to his. We talked over these things
as we constructed a home
that would become home to the new couple.
Some laughed when they asked us
to construx the place.
We put four corners up using poles
we used untreated lumber
interconal and...

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Categories: sheetrock, business, creation, culture,
Form: Ballad
From Your Daughter
you scream at me.
through dry wall the vibration
of your voice sends me into
a wide awake coma.
stuck between these four walls
keep closing in on me
no where to run you yell more.
my baby no born from my organs is
crying.
a few days old and he knows
the anger his...

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Categories: sheetrock, endurance, family,
Form: Bio

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry