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Rampant and Endemic Police Brutality
Rampant and endemic police brutality... 
flourishes against United States citizens of color 
going on three years 
post George Floyd 
short lived heightened awareness
when #blacklivesmatter 
in conjunction with 1619 project
wrought upwelling of progressive surge
hinting at positive...

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Categories: wracks, absence, abuse, africa, anger, betrayal, black african
Form: Free verse



Abhorrent Vehement Strife Hijacking Homo Sapiens
Antiestablishmentarian inherent malevolent violence
wracks human species, a most brutish and nasty beast
case in point Vladimir Putin the population 
constituting country of Ukraine he fleeced.

An embittered nihilistic teenager
grown haggard and old,
hence not surprisingly yours truly
crafts pseudo...

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Categories: wracks, abuse, america, anniversary, bullying, children, conflict, cry,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Children of the Night
Given are we the name of the vampire, creatures of the forbidden,
Driven to live forever within the shadows, or die
Beneath a wooden steak, through our black hearts of pure evil,
But in reality, we are so...

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© Cherl Dunn  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: wracks, halloween, history, holiday, horror, imagery, inspirational, visionary,
Form: Free verse
A Most Disruptive Sleep Psyche Violently Pummeled
A most disruptive sleep - psyche violently pummeled

Upon awakening earlier today
(May 26th, 2020)
felt utterly fatigued without fail
tormenting dreams found yours truly
jangled, harried and
frenzied across broadscale
valiant effort to remain awake
exerted to no avail.

Exhaustion pounded noggin
on par...

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Categories: wracks, anxiety, endurance, grave, horror, introspection, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Incumbent Onus To Stem Tide of Global Warming
Plethora of humans (think overpopulation)
directly linkedin to planet Earth dire strait
re: environmental catastrophe, née debacle
teeters along brink tipping point inevitably
pitching civilization headlong into oblivion
Homo sapiens (minus those living off grid)
admirably self sufficient unto themselves,

perhaps ecological...

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Categories: wracks, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, 9th
Form: Free verse



Abhorrent Vehement Strife Hijacking Homo Sapiens
Antiestablishmentarian inherent malevolent violence
wracks human species, a most brutish and nasty beast.

An embittered nihilistic teenager
grown haggard and old,
hence not surprisingly yours truly
crafts pseudo dystopian reasonable rhyme.

An evangelized atheistic adherent,
I aver evolutionary theory
posits prelapsarian Eden
of astonishing...

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Categories: wracks, appreciation, black african american, character, freedom, future,
Form: Free verse
Failed You
Mom lately cant help this
 uneasy feeling
Its with self doubt that 
I'm dealing
I idea of you in any pain
Making my mind go insane
Why didn't I  simply open my eyes
how could I have been so blind?
My...

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© Diana Vee  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: wracks, emotions, family, paris,
Form: Rhyme
Ice Age Cometh Moot Point 1st Glacier
No matter unseasonably
blustery March like weather
prevails across my neck of the woods
(Southeastern Montgomery County, Pennsylvania)
and across the main body
of these United States of America
particularly original Thirteen Colonies
global warming alive and well
and promises to return
with a...

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Categories: wracks, adventure, analogy, anger, appreciation, april, beauty, break
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Illuminate Shadows, Filter Light
My shadows are tender and easy to miss,
Like a smile seems innocuous, stealthy as kiss,
Still these shadows add weight, create drag in our life,
Though they rarely, if ever, cut deep like a knife!

Too, sunlight wracks...

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Categories: wracks, integrity, judgement,
Form: Quatrain
Rampant Police Brutality Against United States Citizens of Color Second Round
Prejudice, inferiority and abuse
maligned, hashtagged, and dogged
heels of peoples uprooted peoples
south of the equator, or elsewhere
whose epidermis strongly hinted
fifty plus shades of ebony.

They found themselves in debasement
within complex edifice housing
facade of equality
ofttimes receiving punishment
their sole...

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Categories: wracks, 10th grade, 11th grade, 12th grade, abuse,
Form: Political Verse
Here At the County Fair
Here we are at the county fair,
log-rolling show right over there,
and in the back, a trained brown bear,
there’s racing children everywhere.

Endless carts where the food is fried,
bizarre creations you can try,
funnel cakes always catch my...

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Categories: wracks, america, celebration, farm, fun, imagery, places, tribute,
Form: Rhyme
Is the Pain Worth It
Is the Pain worth it

Cross Country brings pain as 
             One leg
           ...

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Categories: wracks, 8th grade, pain, teen,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member She Raised Baby
She insisted on her own way.
Every holiday was at her house.
I am the matriarch, she said. I have the most children.
So I had thirteen, because she had twelve.
It did not make any difference. My husband...

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Categories: wracks, humorous,
Form: Prose Poetry
Le Mot Juste
...inspiration from 'Preludes' by T.S. Eliot


Loose leaves rustle. 
The grey light of evening dips and sways. 
Evening birds bleat
their lonely tattoo. 
Gone are the jays and the wagtails, 
the burnt-out end of smoky days.

No fancy...

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Categories: wracks, inspirationallonely,
Form: Verse
Le Mot Juste
...inspiration from 'Preludes' by T.S. Eliot


Loose leaves rustle. 
The grey light of evening dips and sways. 
Evening birds bleat their lonely tattoo. 
Gone are the jays and the wagtails, 
the burnt-out end of smoky days.

No...

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Categories: wracks, tribute, writing,
Form: Verse
Le Mot Juste
...inspiration from 'Preludes' by T.S. Eliot

Loose leaves rustle. 
The grey light of evening dips and sways. 
Evening birds bleat
their lonely tattoo. 
Gone are the jays and the wagtails, 
the burnt-out end of smoky days.

No fancy...

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Categories: wracks, on writing and words, lonely,
Form: Light Verse
The Mirror
This morning I looked into the mirror
The face I saw could not be clearer
Of a man with a chance
To face his way his final dance.

The time that I have left is fleeting
And yet somehow also...

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Categories: wracks, inspirationallife,
Form: Rhyme
Scared
I run the glass down my arm
But I'm afraid of the pain
as if it will be worse
then the pain that wracks my heart
I look to my gun
I check there's a bullet in the chamber
and I...

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Categories: wracks, angst, suicide,
Form: Free verse
It Wasn'T Okay
She’s mangled from the past she’s known
Spent years alone
Never known the love of another
Just abuse from her mother
He tells her “It’ll be okay. It’ll be okay.”

Blending in was never her thing
Too many worries to bring
Razors...

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Categories: wracks, angst, death, life,
Form: Free verse
Can'T Decide If I Should Slap Myself Silly Or Have Another Cuppa Decaf
There are days like these when life patently doesn't come easy
like peas and carrots, tea and biscuits, moonshine & sun's resign,
more so resembling ill-assorted poked chocolates' wrongdoing of
dissemblance discombobulating conceivability mid hokey designed
disorderliness, inasmuch mute...

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© Paloma P   Create an image from this poem.
Categories: wracks, confusion, crazy, humor, hyperbole, parody, poetry, silly,
Form: Alliteration
Trace of Sadness
Trace of sadness wracks your tear-stained eyes
and stream of sorrow creases your weary face.
You have been crying and you cannot hide it,
it is plain for all to see.

Now you know it is such an imperfect...

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Categories: wracks, sad, song-
Form: Free verse
Illness
Docter's spout words of death
well timed with the swift assurence that there might be a chance
While you seem so hale and hearty
Something inside of you is failing
to perform its appointed task
No symptoms that can be...

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Categories: wracks, death, life, people,
Form: Free verse
Sonnet 3 'How Limited the Page By Set of Sail'
How limited the page by set of sail…
I cannot come to you except, I tack,
I sail into the wind, the ropes all wail…
You’ve crossed the sea, now, and cannot come back.
Thus, Time blows in my...

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Categories: wracks, loss, love, marriage, missing you, sad, sea,
Form: Sonnet
Mind Games
random thoughts carom from shuttered sights
in geometric harmonies  of cacophony colors
reverberating drum rolls kaleidoscopically spinning
through theoretical manoeuvres of polished possibilities
Feelings of frustration follow  furrowed  brows of fluidic concentration 
Trying to ascertain where...

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Categories: wracks, life, love, wife,
Form: Bio

Book: Shattered Sighs