Enough
...I've been to dark places
I've lost myself and all the basics
I've crawled on my hands and knees
Fighting to stand up again
Gritting my teeth
Tears down my face
I will never be the same
No o...
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Categories:
gritting, confidence, dark, i am,
Form: Free verse
Hopelessly Lusting
...Gently gritting my front teeth on my index fingernail.
Secretly fantasizing all about my latest male.
Hopelessly craving for more passionate nights in this new love tale....
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Categories:
gritting, boyfriend, desire, lust, passion,
Form: Sijo
Through the narrow window of time, I see fleeting shadows of lives that remain unfulfilled
...Through the narrow window of time, I see fleeting shadows of lives that remain unfulfilled,
Men bound to desks like to foreign altars, captive in routine and silence,
Souls enclosed in a shell of p...
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Categories:
gritting, fantasy,
Form: Free verse
Another 5 steps
...I'm so tired.
The machinery of my body feels like it's failing,
I'm grasping at the air praying there's something to hang onto,
I'm gritting my teeth and squinting my eyes in the struggle to see...
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Categories:
gritting, abuse, dark, heartbreak, strength,
Form: Free verse
Feelngs toward Winter
...Winter is a seasonal beauty; with her sparkling twinkling snow
Her frosting turns the landscape into a communal wedding cake.
She instigates thoughts in me I have not had since last winter.
I am i...
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Categories:
gritting, winter,
Form: Free verse
The Mighty Dingo
...Oh mighty dingo I see you still crawl.
Long ago broken hearted and yet you still bawl.
Tears down both cheeks, is it your poor little peetie?
My heart aches for you, my dear little sweetie.
Sti...
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Categories:
gritting, crush,
Form: Rhyme
Hoarding
...I keep everything I don’t even want.
Things that make me sad.
Like old tennis shoes.
That are stained with mud.
Scratched and tattered with memories.
So I-
Put them in a closet for ...
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Categories:
gritting, anxiety, memory,
Form: Free verse
Voices
...The air was not ok.
It was rubbery feeling.
Squeaking and sometimes churning.
But the sounds are my own voice and it scares me that I hate my own voice.
A weeping discordant voice.
Gri...
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Categories:
gritting, angst, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
Beacons
...I stand before the ocean
a lone beacon
enduring the crash
of relentless waves
absorbing their hidden secrets
Weighted whispered woes
and carried calls for compassion
wear on fragile shoul...
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Categories:
gritting, emotions, endurance,
Form: Free verse
Talk To Your Date
...I saw them walking
She caught my eye
Turned to glance
When they walked by
She in spandex
That oh mi oh my
Said hey baby
Phat az you is
We could start rehersting
and make some kids
Her bust...
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Categories:
gritting, beautiful, music,
Form: Ballade
In the Eye of the Storm
...Captain Mars left the wheel to Sarge, first mate
I have to check the lower deck, he said.
If I am not back in twenty minutes, I won’t be back.
The mate was new, he had no idea what that meant
T...
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Categories:
gritting, storm,
Form: Prose Poetry
Tombstones and Cemetery Await Us All, Be Brave
...Tombstones And Cemetery Await Us All, Be Brave
Howl of the blowing winds waywarder than others
In the darkened cave where evil desires wait
Caste us into stiff clans with warriors and brothers
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Categories:
gritting, boxing day , corruption, integrity,
Form: Sonnet
Balls and Belles
...These rugby-playing girls -
or women, should I say? -
are so rough and ready,
dashing down that field,
conveying that oval ball
from this end to that,
gritting their teeth.
Oh, what might! Su...
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Categories:
gritting, color, sports, woman, women,
Form: Free verse
Everyone Is Mad At Me
...It’s pretty funny, actually.
How frantic I am.
Opening every window.
Turning on every fan.
As if that will dispel the anger in the air.
And drown the yelling.
But still, everyon...
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Categories:
gritting, anger, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Strangle
...Strangle
You don’t realize
How much I hate your guts
Clutch a glass so tight
I don’t see the blood
Leaking from the shards
That’ve dug deep into my skin.
Eyes twitching like I’m on caffei...
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Categories:
gritting, anger, dad, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
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