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Goodbye Six Pack Hello Poetry Scribes
Goodbye six pack hello* poetry scribes

My poetic side COSMOFUNNEL
wordsmith thanks tumblr in his noggin
ofttimes triggering babbling brook 
to swell after deluge
becoming stream of consciousness runnel
carving, gouging, and liquidating topography 
qua zee mow toe natural formed...

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Categories: quash, adventure, angst, april, body, father, hair, love,
Form: Rhyme



Once a Pawn a Time Within Castellated Bishopric
Once a pawn a time within castellated bishopric

We purchased 2020 Hyundai Elantra
at Enterprise Car Rental
1207 West Ridge Pike
Conshohocken, Pennsylvania 19428
April thirteenth two thousand twenty three
witnessed greatest amount of money
I spent at one time.

The following day...

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Categories: quash, appreciation, april, bible, black love, dark, dream,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member No Eden Here
No Eden here, for there’s no snake;
There’s just a thief who likes to take 
The labors of all our hard work.
My blood is boiling, half berserk
Near stripped of reason, one thing’s clear:
I’m settling the score...

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© Jeff Kyser  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: quash, humorous, nature,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Forbearance Vast Spectrum
How do I acquire a place where I can forgive?
How can I stop blaming myself for my mistakes? 
I can't recall the version of "Intrinsic", but it's conflictive,
None can quash them If you can't forgive...

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© Sotto Poet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: quash, analogy, appreciation, forgiveness,
Form: Rhyme
The Paradox of the Jewish Youth
There is a disturbing discrepancy
Between mortals and the spirit world,
Such as the eternal salvation of man
From the curse of sin and its hold.

The paradox of a meek virgin conceiving
After being by the Spirit overshadowed,
And then...

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Categories: quash, anniversary, religion,
Form: Verse



Thee Grim Reaper As Pedagogical Savior
(fear not stalwart reader, the sword of Damocles just grazed thy chest when fate found us a place to call home).

to avoid the pitfall of prospective homelessness
which near future prospect 
   induces existential...

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Categories: quash, angel, dark, destiny, farewell, horror, journey, obituary,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Thee Grim Reaper As Pedagogical Savior De Jour
written just a couple weeks before the lease at prior abode would expire, and no affordable habitat....just by happenstance and a thankful invisible hand of destiny.
* * * * * * * * * *...

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Categories: quash, age, angst, birth, christmas, december, growth, psychological,
Form: Personification
Premium Member Q-U-I Quit
Quiet!
Quotients
Quiz. . .

               ~Quantophrenia!

Quiet!
Quiz—
Quantify
Quotients. . .

               ~Question!

Quest...

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© Mark Toney  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: quash, conflict, high school, math, teenage,
Form: Alliteration
Premium Member Changes
I've grown rusty and unused to summoning words from a blank page - but FINALLY - there's something new to describe. School (11th grade) is over - at last - and... more.

There's a party tonight...

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Categories: quash, 11th grade, confidence, journey, solitude, summer, teen,
Form: Free verse
Me Creature of Comfort Bah
Me... creature of comfort? Bah

Once again mine lock, stock
and barrel trade in balderdash
finds yours truly (i.e. me)
to type poem frisson a$$ off
as dentures chatter and gnash,
while still inside me gobstopper,
(the sole way to generate
plea for...

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Categories: quash, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, august,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme
Premium Member Artist Maria Prymachenko
Art of Maria Prymachenko was heralded by Picasso.
The colorful and bizarre world of life, gone insane.
Her fantastic beasts encapsulate the suffering
of the past and future Ukraine. Starvation prevails.

Horrors depicted from a harmless peasant. God
gifted her...

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Categories: quash, art, sad, war,
Form: Free verse
The Street of Pain
I am from that street where people are neglected
Never bothered about but exploited .
the street where hopes and dreams dish 
Away through frustration and disappointment.
We are seen always with spoon in our pocket 
Wandering from...

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Categories: quash, abuse,
Form: Bio
The Legend of Blackmorrow
The horrors began with a hush
as banking empires locked their doors
to balance grand consolidations
and whittle tender values down.

Upon resurrection, crowds gathered
attempting to withdraw marrow wealth.
Rotting complacency filled the vaults
while floating paper clogged the aisles.

We slumped...

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© John Weber  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: quash, allegory, hopevoice, voice, drug,
Form: Free verse
The Book of Love
Once upon a time 
I was gifted - The Book of Love 
Pretty, lovely alluring me a lot 
It was then
When I was climbing
The ladder of my aim
I thought it may cause disturbance
But I couldn't...

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Categories: quash, anger, anxiety, black love, how i feel,
Form: Free verse
The Quest
None keeps its inventory
But it creeps into a story
A story of a modern society
Which is plural in nature;
Partly of a rural nurture
Partly of an urban stature
Yet must remain together
Lest it falls a part 
For unity...

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Categories: quash, africa, betrayal, community, conflict, patriotic, peace, political,
Form: Narrative
Love
Love is pleasure and is always patient
In all its pure form it is always kind
Love is considerate and is not jealous
In its nature it cannot be boastful
Real love is neither arrogant nor proud
Love is tolerant...

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Categories: quash, love,
Form: Sestina
The View From Where I Stand
I’ve an anger which cannot be hidden!
A burning passion that comes unbidden!
My Soul desolated with grievous rage,
reacts with furious justified outrage!

Occasioned by the offences of ignorance,
bigotry, discrimination and intolerance!
Though evil are the ravages of vandalism,
they...

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Categories: quash, anger,
Form: Rhyme
The Chiar of Our Time
The chair of our time, not our forefathers’ 
Up are you, with that shifted bottom in the air
Those legs of flippant seem to be permanent;
With the open gate of laughter.
5.	Rolled  down eyeballs; Down level...

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Categories: quash, parody, life,
Form: Blank verse
Thee Grim Reaper As Pedagogical Savior
today, i wanna die and bid god riddance grandly 
   going gamesomely gra grave,  de deum, and cymbal crash
to bing mulct emotionally, physically and spiritually - 
   all the grinding...

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Categories: quash, absence, angst, death, depression, goodbye, how i
Form: I do not know?
Village Voices
The voices came louder and clearer to 
Redefine the ideology of the world towards Africa.
The white took us to be monkeys, slaves and beast of burden,
They enslaved us and made us look worthless
Reduced us to...

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Categories: quash, art,
Form: Blank verse
Saint Is Out of Date
Flesh is subtle…vulnerable…
All scarlet-covered, under skin;
The thin, hard smile of the harlot
Tells how many have stormed in. 

We are spoon-fed careful lies,
As they rewrite history, quash dissent,
Say Oswald killed The President…
Explode our towers before our...

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Categories: quash, political
Form: Prose Poetry
Interesting Times
Interesting Times


We live in interesting times when it comes to rhymes.
I can say what I want but never mind.
I went a little insane when I lost my love life,
But like I said…Interesting times.


You can never...

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© Aa Harvey  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: quash, change, depression, life, love, poetry, truth, youth,
Form: Bio
Another Tomorrow
Was shattered and broken, in pieces, unspoken,
I was losing life's grip, my mind started to slip.
Grief-driven to the ground, almost not found,
Future no longer sure became one giant blur.
My deep feeling heart split completely apart,
Nothing...

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Categories: quash, change, depression, dream, growth, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
The Trial of Our Lives 2
For I knew I had no escape route to take.
My adversary had succeeded this time in his assault. 

To my redeemer I turned to.
To Jesus I faced once again.

My saviour, who I had wounded once...

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Categories: quash, christian, heaven, people, trust, truth,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member The Poor Urchins
A word of caution... the alarm bell sounds,
        you will hear no absent cheering.
But be aware... some people care
        to flaunt...

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Categories: quash, humor,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Shattered Sighs