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Premium Member 5th Avenue Sunrise
jampacked city streets
that jangled and banged
in the raucous jarring day
shifted
from business to boogaloo
squeezing into moonlight
party lights
gin and lime-kissed
gimlet sequined dress
strutted
in studded six-inch heels
riveting flair
provoking jive...

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Categories: slitted, city, culture, day, new
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Tears of the Blue-Bleak
Waking in this glass-light prison where losses magnify;
painful tear-prisms shiver and shatter
the blue-bleak shriek of air on another

mausoleum morning of mourning.
Grief's sharp knife-edge slitted
the sapphire...

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Categories: slitted, emotions, sad,
Form: Free verse
Missed You
missed you...
leaving scracthing
my heart for so long
mising you is
drugging my brain
even though we dont
get together often
knowing that you are
with me
is warming inside of
me for long
i...

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© Can Yucel  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slitted, love, drug,
Form: Ballade
-onomatopoeia-
Daily Poetry #71, April 9, 2017
Word: Onomatopoeia

With one whiff, I smell that it's undesirable,
And with a taste, it's completely rotten. 
Cla-clang, cla-clang, the bell rings...

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Categories: slitted, abuse, onomatopoeia,
Form: Free verse
Snake
As I was driving on the dirt road country,
I saw ectothermic, amniotes vertebrate
covered in scales, 
black feline cross the road with an unhurried,
 sidewinding.

As it...

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Categories: slitted, deep, depression, dream, education,
Form: ABC



Thief
Black garments fall to the floor
Boots off, cane leaned against the door
Top hat lifts, welcoming them all

A bottle of ketchup in hand. . .

“Hello there,”...

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Categories: slitted, confusion, dark, death, funeral,
Form: Free verse
Ghosts In the East End of London(John Loving Iii's Haunting Pass)
1888 the year of terror and fear
throats slitted open from ear to ear

JACK THE RIPPER  preying on the road
He 's spooky and wears a...

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Categories: slitted, mystery
Form: Couplet
Premium Member A Prayer
Behind closed doors
and red exits
we must all come
with our teeth gritted
our eyes slitted

Before yellow bushes
and maple desks
we have all been
to face the tormentor
to see the...

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Categories: slitted, death, hope, judgement, life,
Form: Free verse
A Bliss Eternal An Ode To Tennyson
Dare I shed this skin, and heart and bone
neath this hollow shell, where the ecstasy of life
though death dwells,
a season for all time;
they pass as...

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Categories: slitted, courage, death, fate, life,
Form: Classicism
Lonely View
The restricted heart 
                    shrinks bitter...

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© Tony Bush  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slitted, allegory, confusion, life, mystery,
Form: Blank verse
Can We Think?
a thought
a phrase
enlighten our every desires
success that fades into danger
the thoughts of temptation kneeping at our backs
sucudial depressions that start with hidden pressure
no help
just the...

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Categories: slitted, dedication
Form: I do not know?
Love Or Hate It
"For someone's joy is often someone else's despair" by Poet X


Excited children grin and cheer to see the snow;
a winter wonderland indeed for them to...

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© Jack Horne  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slitted, life,
Form: Rhyme
The Last Thoughts of a Fallen Champion
THE LAST THOUGHTS OF A FALLEN CHAMPION

This one time I know I was  caught below the belt
No doubt I got it wrong and I'm...

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Categories: slitted, death, desire, fate, history,
Form: ABC
Premium Member Preteen Robin Wants a Bra
I want a bra said the preteen robin.
But why asked her mother. Her name was Dobbin.
Because they are pretty, I see them on TV.
This is...

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Categories: slitted, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
Snap
  "The painter stood before the canvas."  

 With each dab of paint from passionate fingers
With each dancing stroke of beautiful ochres
And bright...

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© Fm Rt  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slitted, art, color, dark, metaphor,
Form: Quatrain

Book: Shattered Sighs