Long Indent Poems

Do you remember?
We lay in the moonlight, exhausted and content,
Moments from perfection, skin glistening with moisture,
Salty and sweet from love - love so amazing
That it stunned us every time ...
Always better than before, and always...

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** I apologize, but if you're viewing this on a phone, it probably wont look right, as the browser page on a phone is not wide enough to indent the right edge properly. It was...

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(Continues after part 1)

Stopped to talk, and then “Since his voice now dries”,
Told poet to me, “your time don’t lose, be fast;
But speak, and ask him, if like that more arise”.

And I to him: “Let...

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[Every good story needs a sub plot, so…]

He watched from his vantage point on the bank’s roof
And looked out for folk that he knew were uncouth
His years on the run had made him aloof
But soon...

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I could have fell flat on my face
when I slumped into that hellish place
but hell no, it's not my way
to give up like it's my death day.

At first it was hard to breathe understand or...

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He enters looking bedraggled, tired and worn out, his skin like Vellum, blank and pale. Lifting his eyes to catch their gaze he gives a slight nod to acknowledge their presence. He scans the room...

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Not for the contest

No more do I despair 
writing for contests with an off the wall theme
Those that want me to create a nightmare
from what was once a beautiful dream.

No more do I care
about Marvel...

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No Sweat Revisions (Booze Helps)

Poet speaks:
“To write a poem you can easily revise
it’s best to use free verse,
for it requires so little thinking and
besides with thought could come content
revisions just might lose.
Why take any chances?”

Reader...

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                        We know not who we are and yet we spar,
 ...

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Darkness creeps in through the creveces 
Soaking the edges of my bright life with an unruly stain
I thought I had left it far behind me
But i found the stain too strong to remove completely
 
A...

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The Girl with the Brand New Toothbrush

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    For the girl with the brand new toothbrush
    Waiting on a one night stand
    We...

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You appeared out of nowhere
God must have kept you hidden as my surprise
waiting for the last possible moment
to save my love from demise

Your soul shined it's white light
and forced it's way through
passing by all my...

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Yes I want to be creative, I really want to make my mark,
I need to leave my indent like the bite of a great white shark.
I'm sick not being noticed, fed up with going unseen,
just...

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Hello his Excellency Mr. President,
I pen this piece to revise an indent 
There is this one popular question
I have always kept in position
That the very day I’d have the chance,
I’d play it and dance it...

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It is always there,
never quite within range
where the mind can snare
some shadowy form, or shape
an outline and hold it long enough 
to name. 
It waits for the sun to go down 
and the evening to...

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The surface is covered 
Guilt and string from another 
And just like when you sleep to hard 
You've got surface marks 
And these are selfish scars 
But They don't fade over the time of the...

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A light instrument flows, ink darkness; folded within
Flowers; a painless, healing, prescription of treatment 
Such secure grounding, found; in glowing obsidian

Happiness; gives sharp antithesis of lifes oblivion
Tectonic; the plate layer produces a fiery quill of...

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I dream that tonight I am a raccoon
And it is here in this body that I store the notion
That my sadness will last forever,
In the treasury of unclaimed awareness,
Where pits of the peaches could never...

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It's here again
In full force
Making up for lost time
Not sure I will make it out
With you this time

Im sorry my love
I am tired of fighting now
Whatever is in me
Indent on destroying me
It's job is coming...

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Solarium songs  of unsung heroes  rooted to the ground 
Matchable shades  red roses of silk bereft of true life  
Evergreen dreams  on eyelet vistas desired  not found 
Fantasies throng...

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Left
Left
Left
to the tap of the rim
one step,
curl the toes,
The drum major swings her hands
we step like she tells us
five-four time,
then four-four,
three-four,
back to four-four,
my fingers are like icicles,
the thin little white cloves cut at the finger...

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Frozen in my memory like the last frost of winter 
I find out sadly how a red rose can give a splinter 
When the chapped lips of love lose their honey,  
there is no...

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hense the mystery of what gathered we have gone
imply in this mystical cyle that choosen thrive
stings indent its horrible fluid mixing, blending
our tears crawl below our face in a universal rainfall
each spec connect a happiness...

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Suppose I came home after a long drive,
suppose I see a car in our overstuffed garage
- it's not mine.
Suppose when I enter our apartment
I discover myself in bed with you doing adulterous things.
What would I...

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We are certainly living in difficult times. But poetry will cope with it I am sure. 

 Wolves, sheep and a watchdog
By Stanley Russell Harris
The new mad author

The sheep are bleating. 
They wander here and...

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