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Hollywood
The victim list keeps growing

But no one really cares

The gristmill claims another one

Keep your hands in and don't stare

Hollywood is the golden land

The eternal silver screen

But many souls are lost here

A lot of greats or...

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Categories: glut, america, betrayal, culture, loneliness, pain, society,
Form: Epic



Premium Member It, Revisited
IT, Revisited
BEHOLD, this perilous journey, tis a whimsical tale of woe, that is delightfully bespoken, for welcomed ears to bestow, as a clown be found awakening, his oversized feet abound, his frizzy hair stabbed outwardly,...

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© Hilo Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: glut, fun, halloween, imagination, poetry, scary,
Form: Prose Poetry
Picking Lemons
I’ve sorted spuds at Cora Lynn, picked asparagus at Vervale, 
Cherries in the Dandenong’s, beans on the Thompson close to Sale,
I’ve picked apples out at Labertouche and made a tidy quid,
But I’ve never picked an...

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Categories: glut, humor,
Form: Rhyme
Theater of Utter Charm Part 16
where narcissistic assumptions are presumed
to be a priori and default perfect
in so far as we estimate ourselves
in the slightest vaguest
single point mirror ghost called I
this is the grand knock me down delusion
when we are a...

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Categories: glut, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
Ban Assault Weapons In 2017 - Part4
Firearms magazine offer manifold big bang for their buck, 
many ear rational per son or daughter loves advocate, the late chuck 
heston (now a shooting star occasionally visiting Earth from celestial vault) 
  ...

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Categories: glut, poverty, prayer, racism, silence, society, stress, violence,
Form: Dramatic Verse



Moderate Debauchery, Part Ii
...When we heard of his loss we took it hard,
at first it was very hard to believe,
and it made me double my efforts to
moderate my own debauchery.

But within a year it all began again,
this time...

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Categories: glut, addiction, celebrity, endurance, music, sad, truth, wisdom,
Form: Narrative
Last Night I Had An American Dream
Oh, there's lots of talk about the sad end
Of what we call the American dream;
About the fast decline of our morals
And that we're not all we once were or seem.

Yes, the enemy is outside and...

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© Glen Enloe  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: glut, culture, political,
Form: Cowboy Poetry
Integration
Being an American in Australia isn’t easy,

but I’m trying to integrate;

I’m trying to fit in.

Just one of the boys with all the right expressions

under my belt, like:

        pasty...

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Categories: glut, culture, immigration, international, metaphor, self,
Form: Free verse
Join Me In Making Our Planet Our Safest Haven
Join me in making our planet our safest haven!

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You may be wondering what I am pensively looking at that far!

It's the new world where I want to take you from where we are!

It's a place...

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Categories: glut, care, desire, dream, imagination, time, visionary, world,
Form: Free verse
Fire and Ice Grill and Pub
Flaming steaks and ice cold drinks
you thought good food had become extinct
until you ate here and gave us a nod and a wink.

Appetizers galore with soft stringy cheese sticks, artichoke hearts deep fried
with a taste...

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Categories: glut, celebration, food, imagery, success,
Form: Verse
Jade Oinkment
The sow beauty queen’s 
favorite color is money green
The cloven jaw cutie’s
favorite sound is “cha-ching”

Miss Piggy Lips loves how the cash registers
throughout the land constantly rings

That jade oinkment noise
is a pigmentary salve to her greedy...

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Categories: glut, funny, humorous, parody, satire,
Form: Ode
Mrs Lovett's Pie Shop
Six legs. A crusty shell. I try to smash them but they're quick. You see, sir, 'roaches make the pie more thick. Why did you come in? Was it the flashy sign? Bright neon colours...

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Categories: glut, fantasy, horror, humorous, imagery, london, love, parody,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member From My Lips To Santa's Ears
'Twas the night before Christmas, and ...


(THE REQUEST)

Reclining my hammock, very still
(Far too lax to persuade its swing)
I contemplate my Mai Tai's chill
And what I'll plead dear Santa bring ...

Hmmm ...

My hut, provisioned with all...

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Categories: glut, christmas, humor, humorous, light,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Where, When, How, Why, What
Before the dark obscures the sky,
I sat gloomily looking out of the window, wondering why
wishing one of the stars tonight will glide and send you smiles
right here in my heart: a feeling that cannot deny
creeping...

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© Len Gasun  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: glut, dedication, hope, stars, words,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Dirt Gobblins
I always wondered where the dirt came from, cleaning had me in a rut.
I don’t allow shoes inside, and with air conditioning, I keep the windows shut.
My mother said it came from dirt goblins, they’re...

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Categories: glut, adventure, fantasy, house, husband, imagination,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Another Sweet Heart Crushed
Another Sweet Heart Crushed

Another angel lost
By Fate's hot burning brand;
Cheap was the ghastly cost,
unclean the reaping hand.

Another vessel broke
In life's wicked charade;
In blackest of air stoked,
misery on parade.

Another sweet heart crushed
Youthful innocence cut;
By rumor verdict...

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Categories: glut, betrayal, conflict, crush, dark, evil, sorrow, truth,
Form: Rhyme
Profit of Lost Souls
profit of lost souls

In the profit of lost souls 

A twenty first century global  order 
where paper trails all but disappear 
and trade moves at light speed through 

Complex numbers and feedback loops of...

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Categories: glut, allegory,
Form: Free verse
Thoughts I'Ve Been Pondering
Several things I've been pondering for a while,
None of them have given me reason to smile.
but I'll only reference two of them for now...
Those I've included leave me with furrowed brow.
    ...

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Categories: glut, perspective,
Form: Monorhyme
Sonnet 43
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee from the genesis.
Blessed was our encounter. Sovereignty spoke and we had no choice but to listen.
Our bodies, seemingly understanding the magnitude of the...

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Categories: glut, i love you, relationship, romance, romantic, romantic
Form: Free verse
The Great Big Yellow M
The Great Big Yellow “M” 
 
If all you want is a democratic certainty
to be as free as free in the USA
the coca cola fee of luxury
softly storms the country
with the troopers and the burgers
of...

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Categories: glut, foodyellow, , western,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Haiku Path 1
December rains
Hurl aqueous tears;
Salty aftertaste

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Monsoon season
Wet and wet again;
Abrupt mood swings

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Seek knowing
Beyond word count;
Awareness sums

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Wet market lanes
Slippery slimy walkways;
Jerky footfalls splash

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Bargain hunters
Black Friday sales;
Mob mentality

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Hot tea brew
Random conversations;
Drifting away

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Rustic tea house
Aromatic fragrance;
Poignant deluge

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Elemental harmony
Geomancy fortifies;
Feng...

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Categories: glut, change,
Form: Haiku
Child Labour
"CHILD LABOUR "
Please do me a favour ,
Ruin the acts of child labour;
Soft hands which have to take pencil,
You classify them under worker's council;
Let's pump the education in mind,
Train them to innovate ideas they need...

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Categories: glut, bullying, child,
Form: Rhyme
Ode To Morning
Ode to Morning

Yon morning, spellbound mistress of the skies
    How gently all your feathers move apart
How lightly thrill your soft, eternal sighs
    And feed with hope and mirth my...

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Categories: glut, morning,
Form: Ode
Hopeless
Your words hurt.
Heavens doors are shut.
The sorrows that assail me are like glut.
My wrists, I wish to cut.

Hopeless.
Empty lies my cisterns of joy.
In fuitilty I keep reaching out.
Hoping anyone will notice.

Look beyond my smiley face...

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Categories: glut, addiction, beautiful, christian, depression, endurance, love, sweet,
Form: Prose Poetry
DIALOGUE WITH ONESELF
Neither academic, nor preacher, nor politician, nor judge,
But a writer, with a fetish for the act of creation —
Not to broadcast my thoughts, or to synthesize critiques for others,
But for the vanity of publication, the...

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© Jeta Buch  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: glut, violence,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things