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Premium Member My Muse Once Sleeping Is Awake
The blackened veins of parlor’s scent.
The roses blue and weeping spent.
               The dismal pen — a slogging snake.
My Muse Once Sleeping Is Awake.

A harbinger hung on the door —
This shrouded wreath...

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Categories: slogging, death, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Letter To My Mother
Realizing a fresh life growing inside, 
What thoughts coursed through your mind, 
I still wonder, oh dear my mom. 
Did you gleefully welcome the news?
Or respond to it with a violent shock?

So sure, right away after your fourth baby
With four little kids still needing care
Like...

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Categories: slogging, angst, birth, mother daughter,
Form: Free verse
Crazy Mick
Crazy Mick the Irishman, with trademark bike and overcoat,
wheeling his way back into town, classed as a tarnished silly goat.
His hair was long and curly; spoken words barely understood.
His manner gave impression he's up to no flamin’ good.

Shopkeepers grew an extra eye toward their advertised...

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Categories: slogging, discrimination,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Vietnam
The winning touchdown scored that fall – lingered,
As fresh a memory of that night,
As when the sound of the crowd filled his ears, 
And her kisses were warm and deep.

Only to have all that was planned and lay ahead,
Turned upside down and changed forever,
By a...

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Categories: slogging, america, confusion, devotion, fear,
Form: Free verse
My Red Wagon
Christmas, me in my red wagon
Slogging in tears, later you forget
Am I a full person?

Blown black pepper stings your eyes
You strike me, the ambivalence aches
Covered mouth laugh-sharing from now on

Reattached you escape childish dreams
I offer to banish parts of me
Warriors on the horizon, plump and...

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Categories: slogging, beauty, childhood, dedication,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Echo Time
Time echoes and resonates without language,
invests in green triumphal backdrop
below mystic blue sky,
splattered

Blossoming in yellows and spindling purples
blues and flaming orange,
fragile moments of fully fertile fractures,
flagrant erections of next generation's hope
for full coloring 
perennially emerging time

Through fields of grass enraptured
brown soil embracing gray rocks
and weathered...

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Categories: slogging, black african american, culture,
Form: Free verse



Tree
Flowers climb the branches
exhibit their full blossom
flowers visit drawing rooms 
They visit temples 
and then they vanish.
defying fixed shapes
rivers hasten to no destination.
carrying countless goals
roads get lost in a maze. 

Unceasingly
I stand
holding the selfsame earth.

Many couples came under my shade
and rose to ecstatic heights
of imagination,
tired...

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Categories: slogging, tree,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Fr Time's Bicameral Homily
Time echoes and resonates 
without language,
successfully invests 
in green ecstatic backdrop,
below misty blue sky

Spotted and splashed Earth space,
blossomed in round yellows and spindling purples
soft blues and flaming orange

Fragile
naked moments of fully fertile tone
bilateral shapes and colors

Flagrant erections 
of next generation's timely hope
for full-hued health regeneration

Perennially...

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Categories: slogging, earth, health, humanity, psychological,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Premium Member Winter Cabin Reality
Winter Cabin Reality
            by Odin Roark

The storm door
Improperly closed
Bangs violently
The clapboard shedding
White paint chips
Wounds without first aid
Flecks of age
Mixing with the drifting snow

Walls shudder with the gusts
Windowpanes rattle their death threat
Should one shatter
Beware flood...

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© Odin Roark  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slogging, absence,
Form: Free verse
Circa January 2010 Bell Tower and Carillon
Twittered Via Chilled Wren
At Valley Forge, Pennsylvania

Prior carte blanche to confessing illicit
     extra-marital affair
I embolden tomb ache
     elicit, and baldly bare
faced laid out some
     of the sordid details clear
embarrassed at one escapade
 ...

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Categories: slogging, 12th grade, animal, beautiful,
Form:
Premium Member No Way Out
Slogging swampy bogs, suction at the feet
Like pushing through molasses with a spoon
No evidence of forward progress made

Mired in a morass of foul decay
Vile filth closing in on what once was
Trapped in horrid ever-present now

Who can say what tomorrow brings?
What does tomorrow even mean?
The hands...

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: slogging, depression,
Form: Free verse
When Love Is Painful
Holy mystery of love,
as we give thanks for your presence
when love flows like a river,
so we are grateful for Your presence
when love refuses to flow,
when love is slogging work,
and even when love is painful.

It is still love, and it is still charged with Your energies.

You...

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Categories: slogging, love, love,
Form: Light Verse
Live For Today ! -Could I ?
Today, when I look back at the years gone by...
Precious moments of my life I lost, I try to think.."why ?"
Planning for the future of my family,I lived my life...
Playing a mother to my kids and a loving wife..

My children meant the world to me..
"Special...

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Categories: slogging, life, life, happy, future,
Form: Rhyme
Whaddya Mean
What! A Divorce? Why?!

What do you mean
you want to move on?
Do you want to break up
this marriage of 25 years?
Now! After two teenagers at home?
What do you mean
you need more space?
You live in a mansion
for Pete's sake!
What? You want
to do your things,
Experience life,
Meet new people,
See...

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Categories: slogging, divorce,
Form: Verse
Premium Member Hugging the Cool
Tap dance through life if you must
munch all the gum drops that it offers
paint a million roses on misty mirrors
denial always tap-taps along rainbows
but never roots the truth from darkness.

You frolic in waters different than mine
a fantasy stream always half smiling
what you call living life...

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Categories: slogging, slam, society,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry