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Premium Member Where Does Doubt Dwell?
Not between heaven and earth, but between “yes” and “why.” Not in the mouths of philosophers, but in the wounds of those who had no time to read. Doubt is a woman with bound hands who waits for me night after night to say I no longer love her. But I come, and keep silent, and lie down beside her like beside a mother who...

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Categories: in writing, poems, poetry, poets, writing,
Form: Free verse
PROCRASTINATION
Procrastination is a devil Feasting on our time Nibbling at progress softly While our plans plan other plans. Again and again we barter Trading now for later Bargaining with time for time Waiting for a tomorrow that never comes. It whispers in kind tone Luring us into delay A labyrinth lined with comfort Where lost moments hide and stay. Again and again we promise To begin when stars...

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Categories: in writing, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Creative Communication
We poets, writers, misfits of the world like artist or mystics or troubadours use our gifts to give insight to others we offer more pulling back the covers. We did not fit in with most of our peers. When young we were often taunted to tears. We often were quiet in our own zone. And most of the time you’d find...

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Categories: in writing, art, community, creation, giving,
Form: Sonnet
Behind her eyes
Scratches all over my body, Pouring into the glass of wine that spilled over my wound, Counting on my fingers, the night terrors, Scrambling to find the door where my heart belongs. ...

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Categories: in writing, abuse, addiction, anxiety, beauty,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Imagination
"AI has stolen the imagination from writers. The human writer is the true creator from their heart. AI is the great copier because they have No heart to write with." By Poet  Writers imaginations like to play, with creativity and words each day. Only with a writers big human heart, a writer gets their pen in hand to start. Keeping...

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Categories: in writing, poems, poetry, words, writing,
Form: Rhyme



Reading and Writing
I have not heard many summer birds My summer time is spent indoor Reading books and sweet gifts of words I have not heard many summer birds To know more of doing my best bids To write informative pages for sure I have not heard many summer birds My summer time is spent indoor...

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Categories: in writing, books, writing,
Form: Triolet
Writing Alone
Writing when I’m alone. A tired writing. Terrible, sleepy writing. So nothing goes right. Writing is absolute. Stains everywhere. The stain of words. Trembling. Writing is gracious. Kind and hefty. Turns back toward me. Like a detached face. Writing is combing through piles. Wailing and eyebrow raising. Swallowing my pencil. Horrible just like that. I left my pen and notebook at home. No one can bring it to me. So I’m grappling...

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Categories: in writing, writing,
Form: Free verse
Writing
I write because I am! I used to write in my room, For a very long time. No one else invited. It was a lot of fun....

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Categories: in writing, art,
Form: Free verse
Water Into Wine - Ink into Rhyme
Writers write everyone else — just talks (Dreamsleep: July, 2025) ...

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Categories: in writing, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member After it strikes
clouds pass grandly as they come she holds them tender but firm, cotton candy syllables fuse to words, worth weight in gold - saturate and impregnate - then wrung out with the purpose of stirred ink legends foretold What happened after - Sponsor Nette Onclaud 21/07/25...

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Categories: in writing, imagination, inspiration, poetry, writing,
Form: Verse
Premium Member ADRIFT AT SEA
ADRIFT AT SEA* sea-worn bottle, bobs on a digital tide. inside, not paper brittle with salt, but luminous lines of light, coded in metaphors and rhyme. message tossed into the sea. unknown sender, no harbor designated, no destination on any map. it drifts, a lonely vessel, across oceans of indifference, until… a seacoast appears, unsummoned, unexpected. my eyes, the sand. my mind, the beach. I pick it up, this delicate thing, uncorking the silence. The...

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Categories: in writing, 12th grade, poets, writing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member no poetry
** for all poets (and poetry lovers) everywhere ** ~ oh where could one sweet person go who craves a phrase to ebb and flow or...

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Categories: in writing, analogy, poetry, writing,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member And So You Write Poetry
Poetry is the one place where people can speak their original human mind. - Allen Ginsberg. .......................... You can get lost sometimes in the mind's obsessions, its need for order, to gather in what spills out from the ruptured sides of certainty, the comfortable surrounds of routine - and so you write poetry. Then there are those moments...

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Categories: in writing, life, poetry, writing,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Tapping
Soaked leaves of green bereft of rain with palms up. The trunk, a lanky youth - feet tall, chest out. Oak peeks, at prism, looking through square window. Big puffy clouds not seen, but thunder is heard. Inside is dismal, cloudy and gray, except for tapping. Four walls press in to see what’s all the fuss… ...

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Categories: in writing, nature, perspective, writing,
Form: Triversen
Computer Love
“It was the art of our words made it too real, too raw to hold No skin, no touch, just me and you, connecting through the cold” You the rap, me the poetry, flipping lines, bending reality Midnight texts, late night confessions, we built our world in these digital sessions No bodies, just words that kissed, metaphors wrapped in lyrical twist You spit fire,...

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Categories: in writing, boyfriend, computer, girlfriend, love,
Form: Rhyme

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