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Premium Member Recombobulating Chaos
thoughts lick at my consciousness 
distracting me from the warm embrace
of the colour pallet unfolding
I stare with myopic eyes at the kaleidoscope
endeavouring to discern the demarcation 
of the edge of each shade
naming them as though they are listed on a colour chart
displayed at the local...

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Categories: titular, nature,
Form: Free verse
The Hen House
Cooped within ancient bodies, this inhabitant 
dwells amongst an elder net 
of crabby, crotchety, curmudgeonly claque 
of old folks, only a portion of population I met
which achey, flaky, kooky motley crue 
disgruntlement fed as peevish pet
aye be earnest asper assessment, 
but some getting ready and...

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Categories: titular, care, class, environment, farewell,
Form: Elegiac Lyric
Siren Sings Poe Home
"Siren Sings Poe Home"
 


Bells are ringing
Can you hear me singing?

Poe absent, finds his feet
6 feet under snow
Soul is free flying 
with black feathery things
Sharp knives slicing the cold 
Midnight wings 
dancing the Passepied 
with the tintinnabulation 
of swinging titular poets  
Murders of Crows
Christmas...

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Categories: titular, christmas, romance,
Form: Romanticism

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Free Cee Democraps and Republicants
admittely i am one treasonous cat
and people everywhere had better take note
i ain't no republican nor democrat
and i don't see any reason for phools to vote

listen up people, 
politics are a plague perceived of by desperate men
folks who sold themselves out fora few sheckles or...

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Categories: titular, angst, fishing, me, sick,
Form: Clerihew
The Caliph's Son
Heading to a cauldron in the dry sea of sands
Far afield the Sahara shores devoid of life
With an array of dexterous army riding further North
Our horses neighs as honed swords beholds Amir al-Mu'mini's hands
Death on battlefield is an honourary worth
Even the treasures of war fuels...

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Categories: titular, adventure, africa, war,
Form: Epic
Creeps and Creeps and Creeps
The cup-bearer of whodunit                                         ...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: titular, allusion, character, death, evil,
Form: Rhyme



Free Cee I Dare You T Disagree With Our Government
DEMOCRAPS AND REPUBLICANTS
Admittedly I am one creatively crazy cat
And people everywhere better take note
I ain’t no Republican nor am I a democrat
And I don’t see any reason for me to vote

Listen people, politics are a plague perceived of by desperate men
Folks who sold themselves out...

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Categories: titular, angst, fishing, me, sick,
Form: Free verse
Spider the Civil Engineer
Fumigate the neglected rooms of Caleb,
Backing this up with prayers at Mount Horeb 
And tomorrow, another ever wavy web
From an irksome zeal that wouldn’t ebb!
Guess: from the Eight – Legged Catcher of Insect 
Which dares to its lodge near and inspect.

The Arachnid with a True...

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Categories: titular, animal, appreciation, creation, crush,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member I Couldn't Talk About It, So I Wrote A Poem - Edited

The moistened meadow of my heart 
dries desolate like a desert.
The climbing cloud of parched passion 
doesn’t come low with the mystique shadow, 
makes my overcast mind morose. 

My halcyon horizon waits 
for the southern wind to blow, 
brings from the fervent sparkling sky 
your...

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Categories: titular, analogy, love, passion, silence,
Form: Free verse
Taking Todays Tumblerful Tea Time
This teetotaler turns to tea
torquing temptation
towards tippling
thankfully, though
that tremendous tugging

teasing tendency thirst trumped,
thru teaching this totally tubular
toothless titular Texan thuggish tyrant
(titled Tsar Terry Troutman)
transcendental theology

tenets taught transferring
torpedoing, taming threatening
titanic tsunami tempest
tastefully tickling temperance
testing trying taut tenacity

together teaming (troika)
triumvirate torchbearers
transsexual therapist
(Tony the tiger)
tough trailblazer theoretician

toady treacly...

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Categories: titular, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse
Don Ask Me Bout Exacerbation of Trumpeted Fake News
Don Ask Me 'Bout Exacerbation Of Trumpeted "FAKE" News

The prez best get sent packing
     to Lake woebegone
forced to coexist amidst University
     of Pennsylvania Dutch
     men in breaches
(May Apple lie)
swampy netherlands awash
  ...

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Categories: titular, 12th grade, america, corruption,
Form: Dramatic Verse
Premium Member " Whole Lotta Rosie "
Australian Rockers
Sydney boys
Man could they Rock
In Whole Lotta Rosie's Eyes
 
But one member 
Was the glint in her eye
The singer, Bon Scott
Rock n Roll ride
 
Their rhythm of love
Was the best he said
This titular woman
Rocked in bed
 
Her curved frame
Drove him to sing
42" - 39"...

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Categories: titular, inspirational, music, son, song-lyric
Form: Rhyme
'irreplaceable'
Irreplaceable!

This world that I know of, is, - 'the family's' living room,
visitors, weaving fabrics of many designs in this loom!
Generations searched, yet - still unaware 'where from'!
But, established a relationship and a working decorum!

Every equation made in, been reproduced or morphed,
every working dimension thence, replaced...

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© Ram Ram  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: titular, allusion, how i feel,
Form: Quatrain
Fidelity's Duplicitous Door
Fealty's door was satin stained
Durable wood pulped from reliable strain
With blithe trim and decadent frills overlain
Lofty mantle Love's precedence to ordain
Interior with taut, strong fibers ingrain
Golden chain to seal our matrimonial domain

O'er time, your jaundiced mind did abstain
The frilly vows from the lacquered surface drain
The...

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Categories: titular, family
Form: Rhyme
You, Anne Sexton
You, Anne Sexton-
Why are you here? Don't you know
that my passion's run dry?

I take in your craft
like another addiction;
I give you- poetess- a run
through my veins. Yet it's
all too often my image I see,
my thoughts by your hand, heart
nailed to your words.

Why, Anne Sexton-
on page...

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Categories: titular, imagination, mother, on writing
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things