Long Eggshells Poems

Yet at this very moment the cathedral was crumbling
down upon the cries of foresaken refugees, 
the monastery's walls wobbling from war's wreckage, 
and as the black bursts billowed into sun drenched brutality
with the bodies of...

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"The Call of the Grimoire" 


when Exalibur was retrieved 

from the rock, then foolishly 
and irretrievably lost 
in that dreadful battle most worthless

the imps encouraged 
the once good Poesie folk 
to jeer and throw pebbles

the...

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The flames of the furnace (well-travelled by wind
slowly glazing the rags of gray women chagrined
at the sight of a hair fleeing tresses now thinned) 
sometimes billow like waves flooding naves through the night,
when the lightning...

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Hi everybody, my name is Vera as some of you already know, and I am the wife of Peter Duggan. I came on this site to cheer Peter on, and also to read some poetry...

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I am sorry I gave you the cold shoulder and now I murmur
I was in hot lava in my broken-apart heart that was tough
I want to be devoted to you, my long lost lover…my lover…
I...

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When I came upon the ancient temple
it was in a howling storm of a sand
arid dust blinding me to everything I am
 
I had staggered across the thirsting deserts
while dreaming of the water
I held within my...

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a few years ago, my brother was visiting me - we don’t live in the same country, so we don't see each other very often. He was so amazed with some of my artwork, and...

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a balloon half-filled with helium 
hovers five inches or so below the ceiling of the cafeteria
a few feet away from the time clock &
on a table near the balloon,
a sympathy card bearing the signatures of...

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The loss of a parent is something you never get over. Understanding that you lost one of the only people in your lifetime who would die for you wanting little in return is unlocking an...

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The bruises began to appear and she walked around afraid and in constant fear.

She felt as if she wasn't good enough or that it was her fault that he had gotten upset.

The tears wouldn't stop...

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Tilted nation (the oxymoron of a  leadership)

We have heard great news 
Of a land with pleasant views
Where no stranger will refuse
Now lost like Cinderella's shoes

Its now an Open secret
The  extreme degree of unspoken...

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Salutations!

Are we all just a figment of GOD's imagination? 
Or just a simple angle of schematical equation. 
Perhaps, we’re just a footnote in God’s mental thots? 
He’s gotta BIG BANG Universe to run, does He...

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Hearing the news of 9/11 again...and it makes me look back at that destructive day
I remember it slightly...it's a sheer memory in my mind, but at least it's sunny today 
Reading signs all around me...

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Rats in the cellar, squirrels in the tree,
things aren't the same as they used to be.

When I left for school with my li'l lunch pail,
I didn't expect a penguin to swallow a whale.

Such an injustice,...

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Why do the birds insist on 
chirping
When the dark cloud above 
my head
Soaks me with all the 
emotions
That have remained bottled up 
for years
Until he came into the 
picture..

Roses and orchids 
Scented candles
Bath salts and...

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Why do the birds insist on 
chirping
When the dark cloud above 
my head
Soaks me with all the 
emotions
That have remained bottled up 
for years
Until he came into the 
picture..

Roses and orchids 
Scented candles
Bath salts and...

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Christmas does not come alone,                              ...

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Now you know full well what they're about, they're about using you
aint know better than wizards of wall street, rockin the beat with a juke.
Vegas bookies abetting frauds taking odds right against you,
left to die...

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A bruised heart scorned, sacred vows of a saint, sorrows of
unrequited lovers—art is what you paint—I Am Anaya

A Models Likeness 

Hues of magentas and white acrylic silky spells
Vibrant colors mixed from his palette he evokes
Swept...

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I miss my mom.
I don’t remember much about her,
It’s been over a decade and a half since
I last saw her,
Before she faded into
The person she’s become now.
But I remember when she was kind,
I remember when...

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From a mouthful of this morning’s eggs,
I pull bits of char from yesterday’s breakfast.
‘I had no chance to scrub the pan’, I plea with myself-
But I still smash it over my skull
like a cartoon.

Every morning...

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This world, this existence, this reality, remains so shaky
That living here seems to be like a stay inside an eggshell!
Why, from the uncertainty of the actual moment
To the dramatic shadows looming above the future
Living in...

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Life is a Peach

‘Quincy’ had been treading on the eggshells of his brittle mind
                    cracked up...

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When the dusk bleeds 
                     epitaph roses,
and the blackbird sings
     ...

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I'm so fed up with your wild accusations
Over the top ridiculous speculations 
I don't have a secret life on this poetry site
So no need to creep my page day and night

I enjoy leaving comments on...

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