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Premium Member Nyc - Paris
Peter, Charles and I were jetting our way to Paris. I’d just woken up. I had to pee so badly it woke me up. It was a medical emergency. I stretched and everything hurt, I...

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Categories: backhanded, boyfriend, humor, new york, paris, travel,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Reset
Abuse, of any kind, is unacceptable no matter what “good” comes from it.

Abusive, you
Lyrically expendable

You set my heart ablaze
At the peak of your animosity

Your apologies lingered amongst the masses
Sharing your ovarian milestones
Within your visceral declarations

Descending...

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Categories: backhanded, abuse, anger, birth, conflict, lost love,
Form: Free verse
A Tale of Feminine Forgetting
The opalescence of the early morning light flows over everything
It touches over ever leaf, every tree, every exposed part of her skin
She stares at the sky as the dawn breaks 
It shines brighter and brighter
The...

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Categories: backhanded, beautiful, beauty, spring, woman, women,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Dream Bug
"Dream Bug"



Hour glass 
rainbows sparkling
crystal grainy rapids
sliding intrepidly through life’s fingers

their coloured sands speak in tones
they are obtuse and vapid 
like snowflakes they fall 
confetti on my hands

Writing you 
between there
and here again
a feckless court...

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Categories: backhanded, dark, psychological, romance,
Form: Free verse
What a Fella
What a fella what a lovely fella happened their way
What a generous fella to kindly offer all these gifts and his services for free
He was of the mind to give them some of his grub
But...

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Categories: backhanded, character, england, games, humanity, imagination, poverty, prejudice,
Form: I do not know?



Good Morning Good Night
good morning 
good night

i walked the shadows of hidden meadows until there was a sign to the right, 
you were bathing in the light, then it all fell flat 

good morning
good night 

ride along and sing a song with vague attempts of...

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© Jim Cross  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: backhanded, art, beauty, conflict, dream, emotions, feelings, life,
Form: I do not know?
Queen Anne's Revenge
wishing he had sung his prayers last night
from both ends to the middle
fell to the ground in adoration
tore a wake through the ink stains
but not from satisfaction
plastic Jesus hold my head
a round of applause for...

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Categories: backhanded, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Prologue Still Chapter 1 don't get ahead of yourself



     RufePal kept muttering "jv" team as it looked 
around the room,
hoping to find someone underage to mentor to.

Michael blurted, "you and your precious 
America! You are so gullible and trusting.
Penney...

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Categories: backhanded, art,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Vampires and Mosquitos
Vampires and Mosquitos, they’re both out for blood each in their own way, one sucks the life out of you and the other just wants a taste
But when it pertains to love there is a...

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Categories: backhanded, dark, fantasy,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Silversmith of Dream
Dreams frolic
  in the basket of the mind.
    Like Easter eggs on Sunday grass,
       pastel hands for slowing time.
      ...

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Categories: backhanded, easter, faith, introspection, life,
Form: Rhyme
Politics - Time To Change
Privately educated, privileged backgrounds .……no problem per se …….…but ......we're led by these plum in mouth toffs by the troughful.…... their snouts in the pockets of the electorate, creaming the real workers of cash for...

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© Rob Carter  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: backhanded, political,
Form: Prose
The Widow and the Apple Orchard
after enduring years of neglect
when she needed to know she was not alone &
abuse, when all she wanted was to be held with
care,
he
finally
died.

though her friends had told her to leave him,
she stayed---
though her family had...

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Categories: backhanded, life, family, time, family, time,
Form: Free verse
Aussie Joe Crow
The black
crow sat on the
stump out front,
The old man heartily
swore,
He said you aint a
cunny funt,
Followed  by the 12
guage roar,

Feathers flew and a
cold wind it blew,
And the cancer bit
some more,
Just a spit of
blood, not ...

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Categories: backhanded, adventure,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Monster You Dread
THE MONSTER YOU DREAD

i can’t handle rejection,
the unhug of perfection.
a piercing scream of perplexion —
my complexion streaked
grouted and piqued.

i backhanded you by
closing the splintered door,
vainglorious to the core —
now you can’t see the open sore.

you...

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Categories: backhanded, childhood, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
Resistance and Its Minions
If Aprils bumbling cheerfulness won't keep me going,
it must be the sun, 
or the bees or the trees 
and their sloping branches, willowy flowers.

No, it's a plaintive push,
from the bed to the desk.
Write, write, write.
Why...

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Categories: backhanded, anxiety, encouraging,
Form: Verse
I'M Fasting
Big SIGH... 
Because y'all know the what, 
but you have ABSOLUTELY 
no concept of my why.
And, I don't have time to explain, 
because... I'm FASTING!  
From your misunderstandings, 
and your misguided attempts to "help"....

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Categories: backhanded, self, social,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member To Unwrap Tomorrow
A festered quelling of song

Tasting broths of ritualistic intent
Evermore

Nevermore
Can epiphany’s silent facade
Hold me down
Ever
Again

A war of hellos
Goodbyes
I miss you

“Please, come
Home”

The laughable oddity,
I’ve always been here.

They say home is where the heart is. 

Yet, it soars...

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Categories: backhanded, growth, life, society,
Form: Free verse
Mr Sandman
The Sandman woke me up late last night.
I rocketed myself from the pillows.
Seeing him I groaned,
and slid back beneath the hood of blankets

He walked across the bedspread;
Knocked on my forehead with his cane.
With gritted teeth...

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Categories: backhanded, dream, giggle,
Form: Free verse
The Burning
thr ones that were my own
are the ones that did disown
laying down a judgeful Hammer
but not understanding or reasonable
with the truth they were handed.
their lack of Faith in me and disregard
only gives them discredit
how they...

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Categories: backhanded, abuse, anger, depression,
Form: Rhyme Royal
In Honor of Milt
Backhanded Apology
Copyright © L MILTON HANKINS | Year Posted 2022

Sorry if I upset you,
I really didn’t mean it
Actually, I meant it
Until I saw it upset you,
Now I’m sorry you are
Upset by my words
But I got...

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Categories: backhanded, 11th grade, blessing, eulogy, humor, poets, sorry,
Form: Light Verse
An Ceiling
We cut out our windows so they'd match the pattern in the stars we'd fall asleep looking at
screaming your name over and over only produced tears and a ruptured larynx
Whispering it only tore down the...

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© K.M North  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: backhanded, heartbreak, heartbroken, high school, lonely, longing,
Form: Prose Poetry
Take Time
I dont know where to start
I dont even know what to say
I even dont know how to put these words in a phrase
Yet one thins is for sure, our friendship is made not by accidents...

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Categories: backhanded, farewell, friendship,
Form: Ode
Why Do You
Why do you feel it necessary to make snide
remarks in the guise of a compliment?
The person I may have been last year is not 
the person I am today.  But you can’t really see
that...

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Categories: backhanded, angst, anxiety, bullying, work,
Form: Free verse
Selfish Addiction
What does addiction do to the children with no choice
with four boy’s I was the youngest none had a voice
seeing a father in handcuffs wanting to say goodbye
As he bent down the smell of alcohol...

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© Bobby May  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: backhanded, absence, addiction,
Form: Rhyme
Eyes Smoldering
Drunk, and his eyes smoldering,
and that’s what she hated,
drinking and he became a monster alcohol created,
he rammed into her,
a string of spit,
after the hit,
stretched across his mouth,
then he struck her again,
he was a total disgrace,
backhanded...

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Categories: backhanded, people, sad
Form: Dramatic Verse

Book: Shattered Sighs