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Visit To Antietam
Alone I arrive, walking from Frederick
over the gaps, across gentle hills
out onto a knoll
overlooking this burnished landscape.
Before me I see countless writhing rows
of indiscernible shapes gathered
in terrible rituals mid fire and smoke
darkening the sun.
From distant...

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Categories: sixty two, america, conflict, history, together, war,
Form: Ode



Premium Member Landsbyen -Into the North- An Epic Poem 12
DynDoeth with serious face and determined stride entered the room and advanced directly toward Joulupukki.  Standing to face the elf, Joulupukki, was intent on getting some answers, but before he could utter a sound...

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Categories: sixty two, christmas, fairy,
Form: Epic
New Year's Eve 2022
New Year's Eve 2022

Yours truly riddled with social anxiety,
hence (billy me) he will idle away
December 31st, 2022 
sequestered (with the missus) 
hunkered down in his mancave
while madding crowd  
entertains reckons partition of time 
into...

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Categories: sixty two, adventure, celebration, dance, december, holiday, january, new
Form: Free verse
New Year's Eve 2021
New Year's Eve 2021

December thirty first
two thousand twenty one countdown
will transparently and seamlessly stream into
simultaneously linkedin January first
two thousand and twenty two,
whereby the Ball a geodesic sphere,
12 feet in diameter,
and weighing 11,875 pounds.

The aforementioned Ball...

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Categories: sixty two, adventure, culture, dance, humanity, inspiration, new years
Form: Free verse
Premium Member To The Dad I Once Knew
* Note My dad passed away today, a little over seven months since my mom passed. After a thirty year estrangement my dad and I reconciled when mom died. I figured I'd write this today,...

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© Tom Woody  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sixty two, 1st grade, death, father,
Form: Elegy



Madness
London City,
Light and pretty
One, nine, sixty-two
A woman we’d all later know,
Was born,
Dreaming black and blue
Her smile, it would curse her world,
Of laughter, love, fear and grief
To know her story,
First we must rewind
The madness that lies...

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Categories: sixty two, anxiety, appreciation, art, bereavement, celebrity, character,
Form: Free verse
Prisoners
Prisoners of their own success

Their world now micro-sized

Fan adulation to excess

Their love is just disguised

Their objects of affection

Live their lives inside a bubble

Leaving their prison, though it's self imposed

Could bring them worlds of trouble

A truck...

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Categories: sixty two, celebrity, courage, society,
Form: Rhyme
Old Camp Seven, Part Ii
...He loked at one and he sighed:
”Wished they still made them like that.”
I said,”I know at least one remains,
if you’re willing to haul a pack.”

Nick didn’t seem at all convinced,
I said,”Trust me when I say,
if...

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Categories: sixty two, confusion, history, lost, mystery, myth, nature, remember,
Form: Narrative
Premium Member A Little Jean a Little Monroe
I can feel your inner pain although I know this can’t be so, running through my own veins after many years of your soul leaving this world for so much more
It’s been almost sixty-two years...

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Categories: sixty two, celebrity, death, devotion, farewell, remember,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Insects a To Z
A is for Ant, tiny but stout, they can lift fifty times their own weight,
B is for Bee, reaps nectar for honey; may opt to attack if made irate. 

C is for Cricket, chirps his...

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Categories: sixty two, kids, science,
Form: ABC
Small World
Seven hundred and sixty two feet from corner to corner.  From the huge old elm tree in Dr. Rooney's front yard on one end, to the lamppost that sat outside my bedroom window on...

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Categories: sixty two, growing up, life, house, old, time, tree,
Form: Narrative
Haunting the Ghost
I’ve been haunting this old gothic
since nineteen eighty,
when I died from a brain tumor
at the age of sixty-three.

I cannot leave this antique home,
I am well-bound within,
must haunt it for one hundred years,
punishment for my sins.

See...

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Categories: sixty two, death, forgiveness, heaven, house, longing, loss, perspective,
Form: Narrative
Denominations
The fragrance of possums is a kit of great virtue bathed and lit by an orange green hue. Display not weapons in weather fuelled skies. Thin thunder is unwelcome in a booming bass rhythm and...

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Categories: sixty two, beach,
Form: I do not know?
Premium Member Trixie Jumps Into the Fray
Nutter Butter. Almond Joy, Mounds Bars, and Cherry Mash.
Those candy manufacturers know how to name to get their cash.
We contenders scoff; we snicker and sneer.
The toymaker crazy idea brigade has just arrived here.

Someone throws out,...

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Categories: sixty two, funny, humor, muse, poetry, poets, word play,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Platters - Rock 'N Roll
Mid-nineteen-fifties were my teenage years,
and rock 'n roll band songs made happy days.
Among the best, 'The Platters' songs were dear
while thinking of my true love- as always.

'My Prayer' and 'Only You' were special songs
that captured...

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Categories: sixty two, music, tribute,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member Don'T Forget the Change
How often do we cross paths with people only for a moment…then
once that moment’s over… our paths never cross again?


She came into the bookstore with her mom…they went to separate nooks.
Her mom headed to the...

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© Jim Yerman  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sixty two, inspiration,
Form: Verse
The Drill Rifle
Eleven years had passed
since the marching Allies left
the small and peaceful town of Baiano;
they glanced back and heard
the song they cherished and loved:
admiring those pretty stripes and stars!

Grateful for their kindness,
women threw flowers petals
and claimed...

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Categories: sixty two, beautiful, blessing, christmas, courage, death, father son,
Form: Narrative
Lights
Lights

They talk about searching for the light,
To look into it and find something new.
We see them when we’re speeding down the highway at 2.AM – 
Nowhere to go but in such a hurry to get...

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Categories: sixty two, confusion, depression, fear, inspirational, life, world, metaphor,
Form: Free verse
Impromptu
(disclosure: i would rather decide on the form of, "i don't care", but since it isn't on the menu i chose the next best thing):

i paid
my dues
at thirty two
and i paid
my dues 
at forty two
and...

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Categories: sixty two, muse,
Form: I do not know?
My Hero, My Mother
I awake screaming
I wailed and wailed
Then she came to me
She picked me up
Held me close
“What has gone wrong?”
Something bit me, I said
She kissed my forehead
Then fanned my bedside
Like she understood
Put me down to sleep
I was...

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Categories: sixty two, mother, me, me,
Form: Verse
Premium Member A Fountain of Mice
My best friend was on the phone,
laughing like a great aunt who had lost her mind
“Joe thought it was dead, but then he saw it making reservations with the dog,” I informed her. “We have...

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Categories: sixty two, funny, marriage,
Form: Narrative
Time To Retire
I suddenly found myself unemployed,
after the place I worked for hit the skid.
Didn’t think it should be hard to find work,
having the experience that I did.

I gathered my resume and papers,
applied to every corporate job...

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Categories: sixty two, poetry,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member In Memoriam
Another rainy Memorial weekend,
there’s no promise of the sun.
I’m sorry for the folks who’d planned
a little camping fun.

But my task will go forward
with umbrella and raincoat.
I’ll get those graves all covered,
if I have to use...

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Categories: sixty two, death, family, loveson, brother, brother, grave, son,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member The Day With My Ventriloquist
“And the top prize is to spend the day with a ventriloquist,” my mother told me,
Proudly.  She was the organizer of the carnival, and thought this up herself.
What the heck? I had bought fifty...

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Categories: sixty two, adventure, how i feel, humanity,
Form: Free verse
Time Machine
TIME MACHINE

The Clock has been set for 1955,
For a journey into my history book,
Time Machine fired up and primed,
So, lets travel back, take a closer look.

Step outside into a strange new world,
Outside the house where...

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© Kevin Shaw  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: sixty two, change, how i feel, memory, nostalgia, time,
Form: Rhyme

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