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Premium Member Ice Cream Gran 9 - Grans Hawaiian Adventure
Who snored the loudest was open to question
But each would deny such an insane suggestion
The phone rang just once and she opened one eye
‘Up you get, Nitro, we gotta fly.’

Nitro Cat yawned and he leapt...

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Categories: autopilot, cat, grandmother, hero,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member The Fall
it had indeed become the autumn of his life and he had harshly lost

every spring in his step when his wife began to abuse his good faith

abandoned him by the way side and the side...

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Categories: autopilot, courage,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dust Had Gathered
dust had gathered on her many memories in outlines and heaps

had sheltered her from full on attacks of pain and self lacerations

the broom with razors attached right next to the end of the stick


inside lay...

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Categories: autopilot, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
The Truth About Adhd
Growing up with ADHD forces you to adapt,
impulsive behaviour controls how you react,
attention span wanders and naturally distracts,
you face an impact, that in fact, doesn't change how you act.

Turns your face red but still you...

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© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: autopilot, anti bullying, perspective, psychological, truth,
Form: Rhyme
I Write To Stay Alive
Don't assume I write with an aim or end in sight, my ambition isn't with the pen the paper or the mic, I'm not reaching to be famous or for riches or for hype, writing...

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© Nick Trim  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: autopilot, write,
Form: Rhyme



The Water In the Teapot
the water in the teapot is boiling &
the top is rattling---
as the hot steam begins to bubble out
the piercing scream is coming---
14+ million out of work
no universal health insurance
foreclosures upon foreclosures
(just in time for the...

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Categories: autopilot, life, time, , cute,
Form: Free verse
Renegade Intelligence
sabatoge of autopilot
couldnt turn it off
was anyone even on the plane
the fake list of names
the switched camera feeds
are we looking at this from the right angle

so i was thinking my thoughts about thinking
and i thunk...

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Categories: autopilot, angst, caregiving, forgiveness, introspection, lifepeople, life, may,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member What On Earth Is This
I'm all swirled up whilst sat so still
Bothered by blusters of half formed thoughts
Tumultuous and treading carefully
With myself
Who I vowed to be kind to

Maybe adrenaline courses about
Attacking little hillocks
Of troubles with 
Highway Man demands of
Flight,...

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Categories: autopilot, anxiety,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Human Being Shell Sleep No More
Human being shell sleep no more,
Lubits has murdered our sleep forever 

Right up we must get to the hard truth
and not blind out the fact
that our wisdom and common sense 
should not have been overestimated...

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Categories: autopilot, philosophy,
Form: Ballad
Premium Member Marrow, Mud, and Loon Lake
What's the espresso this evening, Rubicam?
My random access memory will light upon it
As I riffle the files of my brain.
Pulling out something fresh,
I burst out with words to cover the enigma.
Bones
Bones are the fare--
Stewed bones...

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© Bill Yates  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: autopilot, deep, imagery, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
-dream-
One Word #6
Word: Dream
Dream, Noun, Contemplate the possibility of doing something or that something might be the case

If I were to simply race forward without another thought,
Would you reach out for me and pull me...

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Categories: autopilot, dream, memory,
Form: Free verse
Invisible
Invisible 

I see you,
     And all those people 
Rushing about,
     Going here, 
              ...

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Categories: autopilot, spoken word,
Form: Free verse
Other Side of the Sun
I've cried the tears ...
I've suffered the years ...
I've tasted the fears ...
Of a spaceman hurtling through the void
Loneliness grows daily on the inside,
as I continue this autopilot ride
to the other side of the sun
This...

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Categories: autopilot, sad love, science fiction, space, travel,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member At 10:00 P.M. On Tuesday In November, There Are No Attractive Women In Walmart
Though the same might well be said for the men,
My brain is not on autopilot for them.

     On a hunt for portable heat through a whipping wind
    ...

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Categories: autopilot, fantasy, imagination, introspection, mysterymagic,
Form: Free verse
Dead With a Heartbeat
Coldness is swallowing me, freezing me in time.
This beast inside me is all I can call mine.
All I have left is the thought of your crime.
I've lost my self, my being, my very mind.

It does...

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Categories: autopilot, abuse, brother, death, depression, lost, me, suicide,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member Breaking Free
Some people have 'the look' and exemplify 'the part' for a lifetime.
The curtain has opened; their 'stage of life' unfolds, and the role they
seem destined to play, is set on autopilot with predictable outcomes.

Some others...

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Categories: autopilot, change, environment, people,
Form: Prose Poetry
The Curse
As a frightened little kid 
I remember the dark rooms
I remember all the yelling
N innocent spirit it consumes
Remember psychoanalyzing
Getting inside my head
The long days of screaming
The intimidation it spread
Knowing what I'm thinking
Even though it wasn't...

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Categories: autopilot, family, hurt, pain, parents, sin,
Form: Verse
The Voice Inside My Void
I fell into shadow. All is heavy.
Body is quiet. Yet, mind rejects me.
Left without full breath. Everything is gray.
I don't want to go. I don't want to stay.
No hunger, taste, or cheer. Silence is bliss.
Waves...

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© Ryan Tyler  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: autopilot, depression, feelings, i am, me, mental illness,
Form: Sonnet
Surrealism At 1 O'Clock
i shake my head no when the target employee asks
if i want to sign up for a rewards card
i shake my head a lot

i have a nervous twitch that jerks my head around
to listen for...

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© Cas Puc  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: autopilot, depression,
Form: Free verse
In 100 Years
In another century
artificial intelligence will rule
humans will live like the Jetson's
with robots in your homes and schools

The one child only policy
will be strictly enforced
because there is no longer a need for many humans
in the brave...

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Categories: autopilot, future, technology,
Form: Rhyme
Osmosis
Autopilot tired
broken wings
sore in soaring flight
fluttering, down-spiral 
clouds streaming beyond fog 
drowsy
then, 
three barrel rolls
swirling through silver light
simulcast storm shakes black topsoil
mineral enriched,
vitamins collide,
seep through porous skin
providing synthesized eruptions
cataclysmic spasms drop knowledge undetected by erudition
...

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Categories: autopilot, beautiful, deep, fantasy, freedom, moon, stars, visionary,
Form: Narrative
Athens Shall Burn For the 3rd Time
The three hundred
shall perish again,
As history repeats
itself.
Although this time,
it may only be 297.
My mother was
possessed by the
God, Apollo,
On the 21st the new
Oracle of Delphi is
crowned.
And although the
prophet is blind,
it makes the
prediction no less
false,
the narrative no
less...

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Categories: autopilot, history, philosophy, visionary,
Form: Free verse
Beneath the Dog Or Is It Just Under
Cold from my skin
to my bone
through a heart of stone
only one will know
And to what to say
Wasn't that day
but tried to grow
wish you are as happy
as you made me
Prick without
argument
This pitiful verse
I am sorry for...

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Categories: autopilot, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member What are you having for your lunch
Just walking along past a hospital and there's someone relaying their lunch to someone on the phone
"Macaroni cheese and chips"
"Ooh that sounds alright!" I heard from the phone receiver.
And it set my mind running from...

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Categories: autopilot, art,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Southwest Colors In My Meditation
colors of the southwest parade into my meditation tonight
turquoise clouds lead the parade, floating in Rubenesque puffy ways
I feel beloved, at peace, they have brought hope and revitalization
my breathing has changed, I am on autopilot,...

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Categories: autopilot, color, self,
Form: Narrative

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