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Premium Member Drunk Tank Shank
I once spent a week in the drunk tank
couldn't handle the spirits that I drank
the cuisine wasn't half bad
we even had a few laughs
but I had to guard my butt with a shank


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It used to...

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Categories: trash heap, drink, joy, tribute,
Form: Limerick



Riffs In Time
Two soldiers. One fancies himself a punk rocking soldier of fortune and the other, nicknamed hillbilly, because he lost his shoes, they plan a trip anarchist cookbookrecipe fear and loathingbeyond culture shock  We journey...

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© John Beam  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: trash heap, addiction, america, crazy, culture, drug, environment, travel,
Form: Haibun
Can'T Fool Mother Nature
DOUBLETHINK
Can’t Fool Mother Nature

1: THIS LIFE

Newspeak, Doublethink,
and other similar words
only bedevil us.

When trying to figure out what was said,
George Orwell In his novel, “1984,” 
left us clues to solve such improper speech. 

For, we live...

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Categories: trash heap, abuse, appreciation, confusion, earth day, fate, journey,
Form: Free verse
Pawns
We the old and broken, have become the pawns
in the grand game of politics. We are as in the game 
of chess of the lowest esteem, expendable 
if not worse unwanted, a barganing chip.
For three...

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Categories: trash heap, angst, future, hope, rights,
Form: Prose Poetry
Premium Member Memory Board
he could not remember when he last put it to purpose

but nostalgia stared at him straight at face values’ frown

the typewriter ribbon hung onto the spool for dear life

a once proud carriage corroded and set...

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Categories: trash heap, memory,
Form: Epitaph



Total Abandon
Barreling down the mountain of forgetfulness, 
I raced to Wal-Mart for that last minute gift.  
We’ve not seen his children since Christmas.
Despite their quicksand of un-thankfulness, 
I want him to have something for this...

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Categories: trash heap, 11th grade, children, husband, wisdom,
Form: Verse
Premium Member The Trash Heap
Note:  All lines in this heap are from failed sonnets that I tried to stack without having any two consecutive lines come from the same poem.  I had to break the rule twice....

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Categories: trash heap, silly,
Form: Sonnet
A Bag of Clothes
She left out of the store with several new garments in hand
Walking out the front door and now she's feeling pretty grand 
And so down the street she walked smiling at each passersby
Rarely would one's...

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Categories: trash heap, care, clothes, giving, jesus, people,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Crucible of Legends II
Possibilities, like children, navigate the classable realms,
settling upon the measurable.
Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve,
rooting through the trash heap of desire.

"In a time beyond now," wheatenly speaks the tale-spinner,
plucking a clover, pale and crowned with...

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Categories: trash heap, myth, writing,
Form: Free verse
Too Tired
Blurry thoughts, hurried thoughts, they need to settle down. 
Too tired to move, to worn out to groove, I'm frustrated all around. 
Crazy voice, I have no choice, I want to surrender to sweet sleep....

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© Ct Duet  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: trash heap, how i feel, sleep,
Form: Couplet
Black Blood
Your blood it boils 
with the curse of oil
The backs of black
Their curse to toil. 

The legs you wear 
Covered in blood forever
And covered in gold 
that can never get old
as it stays forever in...

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Categories: trash heap, africa, america, obituary, philosophy, political, pollution, slavery,
Form: I do not know?
Awakening
I am the owner of many possessions
A great big abode
A mansion if you will
Set on top of Hillary’s hill.
   My mansion has many rooms
Thirty-four to be exact
Twenty-four to the front and sides
Ten along...

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Categories: trash heap, adventure, fantasy, funny, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Word Play Turns Ugly
young whippersnapper brain
pours out her last idea
flicking adjectives into dirty dumpster
nouns prance off, disgusted
without elaboration or fancy descriptions

verbs take the lead, 
kicking their adverbs to the curb
your nuances no longer welcome, 
a mob mentality 
seeking...

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Categories: trash heap, word play,
Form: Free verse
Sad State of Affair's
Conflict and fear
still useless mechanic's
within' the framework
of our mind's gear's.....

The battlefield's rage on the greater stage
while humanity wage's the smaller within'
inner conflict becomes the outer we inflict
instead of nourishing love to cherish
we extinguish each in...

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Categories: trash heap, health, sad, social, fear, love,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Crucible of Legends
Children of possibilities navigate the classable realms,
settling upon the measurable.
Amorous piglets, their peachy snouts delve,
rooting through the trash heap of desire.

"In a time beyond now," wheatenly speaks the tale-spinner,
plucking a clover, pale and crowned with...

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Categories: trash heap, allusion, art, conflict, courage, gothic, growth,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Forsaken Open Parasol
Lost in the alleys of despair my heart an open parasol
Protection of gray clouds and rain over the darkest hole
I curse every weeping tear from my forsaken eyes 
Empty promises discarded into a trash-heap
Doors locked...

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© Eve Roper  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: trash heap, absence, betrayal,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member I Want Not To Fade Away
My one burning wish -
I want not to fade away
like rotten lace, dumped
onto a trash heap and forgotten.

I want to leave myself behind, 
for those who come after
to inhale during breakfast.

Not money, like my mother,
who...

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© Cona Adams  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: trash heap, character, hope, identity, inspiration, life, mother, mother
Form: Free verse
In the Trash
It lay atop a garbage can,
A pillow, brightly red,
Which showed a beat who held a heart
And this is what it said:

“I love you,” stitched in bold white print.
It stopped me in my tracks;
For in someone’s...

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Categories: trash heap, sad,
Form: Rhyme

Book: Shattered Sighs