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Premium Member Poetry Less
POETRY LESS
Sitting at my computer with my silly hat on,
Not knowing what to write,
I really feel sad, down, really not bright,
My muse is no help at all tonight,
As I struggle to think with all my might!
The situation lately is quite,
A challenge, and in spite,
Of my...

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Categories: work on it, night,
Form: Rhyme
Trying Something New
Trying something new , If you think you see something or someone you recognise .
It is purely coincidental.


I met a romantic queen
and made love to her in a dream 
Her mum said . Put him down 
Drive him out of town 
You've no idea where...

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Categories: work on it, funny, mum, , cute,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Soliloquio Del Individuo By Nicanor Parra, Translated By T Wignesan
Soliloquio del Individuo by Nicanor Parra, Translated by T. Wignesan


(Homage to Nicanor PARRA, 1914-2018, the Chilean ANTI-POET, winner of the "Cervantes Prize" (the highest literary honour for writers in Spanish), four times nominated for the Nobel Prize, studied Physics (Brown University), Cosmology (Oxford University) and...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: work on it, allegory, humanity, loneliness, philosophy,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry



Premium Member My Old Ford
MY OLD FORD


I once had a '50 Ford
I bought it just because I was bored
It had been setting in a farmer's field
Where it had stopped and wouldn't yield

I hooked it behind Pa's old pickup truck
And out across the field I struck
Headed for the shade-tree mechanic's...

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Categories: work on it, adventure, funny, old, old,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Old Jake the Critter Lover-A Parody
Old Jake lived a mile or so below the falls.
He wasn’t  a hermit, or any other sect or sort.
He was just an old man; though always alone.
Well, except for the critters.
They were not remarkable, just - - -many
and they all adored old Jake.
He didn’t...

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Categories: work on it, parody,
Form: Prose
Sorry
I'm sorry for being late 


Here you go, 
This is the poem that I was working on ( I can't live with you) 
I wasn't able to work on it all the time 
Because I was having a lot of hard conditions 
Sorry again and...

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Categories: work on it, me,
Form: ABC



Premium Member Believing Him
I want to write a poem about believing in God's words
Whether His word from the Bible or
something He said to you
If you don't believe Him, know this
you are in for a battle
and He is the One who wins
We are humans
We all have doubts, unbeliefs, lack...

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Categories: work on it, faith,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Murderer Terrorizing My City
A murderer was terrorizing my city.
Everyone was fearful, even me,
and so I did what I do to relieve anxiety,
I began writing creatively.
I began to write a fictional story
written in the form of poetry
about this murderer terrorizing my city.
In the form of a journal or diary,
I...

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Categories: work on it, murder,
Form: Rhyme
Blame Me
Last night, I stared out of the bedroom window
As I did, a few long years ago
I saw the fading image of a lost sad man
Wandering frantically in a twisted limbo
Subtlety I asked “why was he in such a chaotic state”
He looked at me with anger...

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Categories: work on it, introspection, lost love, loveme,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Two Heads Are Better Than One
A modern day scenario of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden.  It’s after dinner and Eve 
has washed the dishes while Adam's disappeared to the den…communication is minimal...the 
boys are off somewhere..everybody's doing "their thing".  The old serpent..he's got all his...

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Categories: work on it, family, husband, imagination, introspection,
Form: Narrative
Kymber and Faith
I know Kymber is fine she's in a better place, where angels go
 When I cry, it's all about me, how I miss her and I how I am feeling so
 Sad for myself because she's gone and it hurts and I don't want to...

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© Faith Dye  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: work on it, angel, boyfriend, feelings, first
Form: Rhyme
I-95
I-95

“Ya got the horse race
 Ya got the dog race
 Ya got the human race —
 But this is a ratrace”
    ~ Bob Marley and the Wailers, “Ratrace” from the album Rastaman Vibration (1976)

Across Boynton Beach ran a popular road known as...

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Categories: work on it, america, humorous, nature, psychological,
Form: Verse
The Michael Jackson School For Rock Stars
I'm at a new school. Its name is “The Michael Jackson School for Rock Stars.” The courses
here are Gay!

My first assignment is to learn to play the skin flute and sing like a rock star. To be a
good rock star, I'm supposed to feel around...

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Categories: work on it, funnypeople, me, people,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member A Collage of Tears
I threw it in the garbage not long ago
It had not changed in many years
A collection of dreams and thoughts
Displayed on a board in calm tranquility
Not really a reflection of my troubled life
I had decorated it with butterflies and flowers
With happy pictures of those I...

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Categories: work on it, family, life, memory,
Form: Free verse
My Wolf
How am I supposed to say no, when my body is screaming at me to let him do everything he wants, no questions, no hesitation? 
He touches me or kisses me and electric shocks roll through my entire body and consume me. 

With him It's...

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© Amber Rose  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: work on it, beautiful, confidence, deep, desire,
Form: Romanticism

Book: Reflection on the Important Things