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The Great PoetrySoup Poets in as of now
1.NoMatter What
2.Roses are Red...

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Translation of Eric Mottram’s Courbet: Elegy 8 by T. Wignesan

Blanches oeuvres ouvertes
résident dans les jours
la surface du banc de travail est noire
les géraniums-lierres
les fougères et les adragans
accumulent leurs oeuvres et jours:
La toile noire de Courbet
un...

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As I thought upon the coming of February, the month designated as Black History Month, I began to think upon potential ancestors of long long ago. My imagination got the best of me, and this...

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Poet Convention

Lost in a poets convention, 
I can't recall every poem, I've read through the years
50518, unique comments I 'validate'--- 
Thank You For Sharing Your Happy and Sad tears 
Since March 24, 2010 In the...

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It was a bitter morning, the ground hotter upon my flesh
I kneeled at the center of the pit on the twentieth day,
Remembering a tune sung so long ago,
A great song grieving for the incessant wars...

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Every January first of the new year...

finds me (a doggone muttering Homo sapien)
to give pause for reminiscences
and to take stock (sh lock and barrel)
about mein kampf in general
and previous three hundred
and sixty five days in...

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When We Were Young

He left for work each morning, 
Wearing steel-toed boots and a tin hat.
He took long strides that were three times 
The length of mine.
In one hand he carried a lunch pail and...

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“Our being is descending into us from we know not whence. 
The most exact calculator has no prescience that somewhat incalculable 
may not balk the very next moment. I am constrained every moment 
to acknowledge...

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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart, was merely known as, Robert Frost. Frost's...

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Memories Of Youth And Nature, Were A True Blast
In collaboration with Robert Lindley

Beautiful dawn a Nature walk would do one good
Across the flower filled pond, into the woods
With hearty breakfast, soul could be truly blessed
This...

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"Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say the least, so when...

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Written: January 22, 2025 for contest Sponsored by: Kai Michael Neumann

Quote: “In the dynamic world society which is the objective of the United Nations, all peoples must have equality and equal rights" By Ralph Bunche,
...

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Verse 1  
All is very true according to
Enjoy you God and all you provide
I thank you God for my life, my life

Chorus:
Maybe I will write a lyric, that will encourage the masses
Maybe I will...

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You came into her house through the kitchen. 
The big door in from the front porch
Hadn't been used for years;
Furniture stood hard against it.
A knock at the front door meant a stranger.

Aunt Celesta makes a...

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Yes, my dear, you know,
You are my source of joy, rejuvenation, hope
I need your emotion spread onto my life,
I need your heart to sing among the darkness surrounding
Do not let our words run dry
Together, in...

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“Nothingness” 

Words 
lines drawn 
unending

dusk 
to
dawn

characters recognised
transcribed
in the mind 

where voices unheard
plant meaning
wild ivy grows 

and snakelike
moves 
outside the lines

electric 
we become strange
symphonies sublime;

engraved in time
most rocks crumble
dissolve, 

life has no need
for unnecessary 
rhyme

beginning of...

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Excerpts from:  Poem Hunter, Poetry Poem, Pondrin, All Poetry, Poetry Soup, Pin Interest and Short Story.Net.

Poem Hunter

Love Your Neighbor

Love cast out fear, heart aches,
hatred and wipes away our tears.
Love survives the lonely years.

We wound...

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There's a Reindeer that nobody knows,
and it is, quite frankly, a shame!
He is loved by most other reindeer.
Alva, is that reindeers name!

I'll tell you the story of Alva,
whose home is in the North Pole!
This storys...

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(Updated in such form that Cole Porter would sue)
 
[Intro]

Times have changed
And we've often rewound the clock
Since Nixon got the shock 
When he crashed on Daley’s bloc
If today
Any shock they should try to stem
'Stead of...

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What’s fair is fair

I walked into Macys Department Store the other day
thinking I’d buy a few items for the summer
I entered on the first floor and was met by
counter after counter of cosmetics and perfume
with...

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Tommy swore he heard him whimper
his mother said it to be the wind
his dad said overactive imagination
but I did hear it, here we go again

Tommy would put out bowls of water and food
his mother would...

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101  POETS

I want to thank 101 poets, when words have no limit.
All 101 spots full of flowing imagery and spirit.
Nathan Dilts my #1~writing for him was so much fun.
Nikko's, words are like a shot...

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But a strange change happens
at early nightfall
in those stuffy rooms and halls
and it suddenly becomes clear
all was not as it seemed
old folks transformed
so cunning and keen
sparkling iridescent
playful, plucky, pleasant
flagrantly libertine!

Like children slowly scampering
out of bed...

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CROCODILE     CHIT - CHAT



So there  am  I  sitting, basking,  mouth wide-open in the swamp,   
An Egyptian plover just a-cleaning my teeth  -  ...

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Cahill Minot Assignment
July 23, 2009

Gravedigger and his assistant
“Come on, dig the grave much deeper. You always dig such shallow graves, and then the coffin is too close to the surface, causing too many cosmetic problems...

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