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Flint
Flint 
Within its brilliance gleaming
Cool black in lacquered polished silver chrome
Cranked up pistons bleached in summer’s heat
Hot steam rising as gears thundering
Beyond the crystal liquid city lights
Highways built across the land
In hearts felt pride American...

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Categories: cranked,
Form: Abecedarian



Premium Member Jerusalem, the Jugular -2
It was not uncommon to discover a missing Brother Legionary
castrated, and decapitated
with a headless eagle carved upon his chest,
don't speak to me of morals and mercy
for I have seen and dealt the damage of rude...

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Categories: cranked, history,
Form: Epic
Premium Member Pass the Mescaline
It is a cold road to my mother’s house.
I have driven it hundreds of times and each time it seems to get colder.
I have cranked up the heat, yet the cold is like a knife...

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Categories: cranked, abuse,
Form: Free verse
In These Times of War
within these times of war
Within these times of war


Within the times of war

Silence of its terrors calling
Children play within their laughter
Now recedes in cries of torture
Screeching whistles scrap metal clusters
In murderous heat of summers day
rage...

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Categories: cranked, war,
Form: ABC
The Difference In the Stories We Want To Tell
Ohh I could have sat with my heart 
--elevated with dribbled echoes-- 
ahhhhhh until it yet exhaled the tarnished seams 
capturing only the quiet current lapping
and soaking dirty steel embankment	
along the river’s edge beneath the...

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Categories: cranked, death of a friend, music, nostalgia, river,
Form: Prose Poetry



Premium Member As For Me I Believe
It is the winter of 1980.
I’m twenty-eight years young, 
Driving a red Mustang with glass T-tops,
Feeling all of my awesome sassiness, from toe
To Afro, when I notice the cards driving ahead of me
Are all slowing...

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Categories: cranked, adventure, angel, blessing, christian, jesus, miracle, spiritual,
Form: Metrical Tale
Premium Member Dwm Senior Dance Days
“…Let the sunshine (and let the sun shine on in)
Let the sunshine in (You got to open up your heart)…"
-- From Aquarius, by The 5th Dimension


The times they were a-changing,
an age of great unrest.
A Ball...

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© Eric Cohen  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: cranked, 12th grade, age, growing up, high school,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Fishing For Words
My father was a devoted fly fisherman who couldn’t resist the almost masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry eyed with his loaded thermos out of the house.  He...

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Categories: cranked, fishing, poems, poetess, poetry, poets, words, writing,
Form: Haibun
Premium Member How I Met My Hubby
How I Met My Hubby (Summer 1955 ~ using 1950s slang)

I answered the horn—it was my friend, Bobby.
He told me he knows someone I might dig,
and he’d like me to cast an eyeball on him!
He...

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Categories: cranked, beautiful, boyfriend, nostalgia, romance,
Form: Free verse
Introductions In Order 4
The rain began to fall steady and slow.The fall rains that ushered in the real drop in temporatures.

Having assembled her pine boughed canopy to dissipate and scatter the plume and the partial entrance covering the...

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Categories: cranked, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Zumba Cure
My daughter and I have started working out
at a local gym.We have done water aerobics
and ever the over achiever I decided to try
Zumba as well.It will be fun ,I convinced myself.
I love dancing and it...

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Categories: cranked, dance,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Azalea City Is My Hometown
I come from Valdosta, Georgia, the lovely peach state,
Where everyone uses a southern drawl to communicate.
Valdosta is known as the “Azalea City” for its gorgeous flowers.
In the spring this splendid sight has a captivating power.

I’m...

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Categories: cranked, adventure, flower, high school, marriage, memory, music,
Form: Bio
Baby
I deleted the words before I could say them 
Ate the words before I spat them out
I buried them alive 
Like my heart
I left a tumor in me to encapsulate 
N one day it’ll kill...

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Categories: cranked, anxiety, baby, conflict, integrity,
Form: Free verse
My Roomie
Boyd and I graduated from high school 
Then college roommates; we thought that was cool  
Texas A and M became our new home 
Bunk beds in a dorm room without any phone

It’s a military...

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Categories: cranked, friendship, words, song, song, high school,
Form: Quatrain
No Matter the Floor You Pass Out On
No Matter The Floor You Pass Out On

I awake as any other madman slash poet.
Apon the floor  naked  pizza box for pillow a members only jacket for a blanket.
yes the libary sure has...

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Categories: cranked, funny, introspection, people, socialworld, people, people,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member Queer Music
They lived across from each other
on and off the center floor dorm hall,
both on the much discussed
controversial LeftWing side.

Yang perused Yin's CDs,
"I see you like that queer music,
Elton John
and Luther VanDross
and George Michael.
I didn't notice...

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Categories: cranked, culture, health, humor, integrity, muse, music, wisdom,
Form: Political Verse
The Locklears Chapter Five
"W,w,w,why are the two of you doing this 
to me".  "Because it's fun Timothy and 
people like you make me sick".  Walking 
over to Linda, Rusty took the scalpel out of 
Linda's hand...

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Categories: cranked, dark,
Form: Narrative
Two Lovers X - High Committments
He knows he acts like a dumbass
sometimes
An overzealous hopeless romantic
But this is a little much
Even for him
Luckily, he's got a partner in crime
this time

"You're totally gonna marry her, arentcha!?"
Yells Boomer, his Boston accent thick
punching the...

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© Nad Simon  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: cranked, cute love, lost love, love, relationship, romance,
Form: Free verse
The Aviators' Alphabet
A is for Airspeed who graduated from Oxford
   B is for Bristol with their whispering giants
C is for Convair and Canadair also
   B recalls Boulton-Paul who built many Defiants.

D for De...

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Categories: cranked, conflict, flying, history, howl, men, military, war,
Form: Abecedarian
When Was....
When was the last time you caught yourself reaching out into thin air?
Coming home with news to share... only to realize, no ones there.
Rolling over in bed craving the warmth of your lovers embrace.
Opening your...

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Categories: cranked, life, love, warold, time, old, time,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Meanest Missouri Drought Ever
The meanest Missouri drought ever made us all pretty mad.
No one was happy, everyone gloomy and sad.
Mother Nature was holding us hostage, completely unfair.
There was misery, and dry mouth and mean in the air.

Morning dew...

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Categories: cranked, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 5th
Form: Rhyme
Granny's Weather Station
Granny said there’s signs from nature we’ll get,
and it would behoove us not to forget.

You’d best listen when she threw out her words,
because she knew the ways of critters and birds.

She knew how to read...

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Categories: cranked, poetry, weather,
Form: Couplet
Song From a Barrel
I’m a ‘bar-back’, I stack,
I pull up the crates, unpack and rack.
I hump boxes of glasses in,
then I hump them out again.
I roll barrels into a hand-cranked elevator,
then roll the empties into the club cellar
where...

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Categories: cranked, poetry,
Form: Blank verse
The Locklears Chapter Five
"You have to find the next victim" said 
Linda as she turned towards her husband.  
"I already got one picked out.  She's a pill 
popping junkie whore".  Getting down on her 
knees...

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Categories: cranked, horror,
Form: Narrative
What Ect Did For Me
I WAS CIRCUMED TO THIS TREATMENT 7 TIMES TO BE EXACT
YOU ARE RIGHT WHEN STATING THE INSUATING FACT
THEY RUIN YOUR TODAY PROMISING BETTER TOMORROW
STILL CONTINUING TO BE STUCK IN MY BIPLOAR SORROW
EXCEPT THE NEW MEMORY...

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© Sean Trott  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: cranked, depression, suicide, , cute,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme

Book: Shattered Sighs