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Premium Member An Interview With A Departing Member
An Interview With A Departing Member Me: So I guess the glove didn't fit here at PS DM: It did. But I was tired of wearing mittens DM: I need to stretch my hands to a bigger venue DM: Leather would be nice Me: Well, in all honesty, you sound like me Me: Did the anonymity, darkness, and lack of views...

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Categories: member, emotions, introspection,
Form: Free verse
It’s just a matter of time
Uncle Eugene’s breaking down. Murmurs come from the room down the hall - Surgery. Blood clot. A third kind of cancer. “It’s just a matter of time.” But for now, I’m laying by the fire, warmth seeping into my bones. My grandparents are alive, one falling into incoherence, but not bad yet. My mother is here. My father is upstairs. We are under one roof. And I...

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Categories: member, anxiety, death, family, fire,
Form: Free verse



Have you been a member of The Midnight Losers Club?
Christmas can be a hard time for many. Especially those in The Midnight Losers Club. If you are, surround yourself with great friends and you'll be ok. Salute. Are you a member of The Midnight Losers Club? (A lone voice whispers) I joined last night Went through the initiation Got my heart broken in two Took proof Showed them all on the big...

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Categories: member, encouraging,
Form: Rhyme
Miniscule male member doth bend sinister
Miniscule male member doth bend sinister impossible mission of mine to bare witness whereby mine (whore rubble) puny phallic describes a bent shaft, particularly when cap locks on first observed by the missus when we consummated intercourse, though nicht married, cuz the rutting urge overtook both of us 24/7, 365 days year not omitting the leap day, which arose because planet Earth doth circle...

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Categories: member, addiction, appreciation, birth, blessing,
Form: Free verse
Abused Becomes The Abuser?
They say the abused becomes the abuser, but I will never turn out to be you. Your shadows may haunt me, but never consume. Every scar you inflicted, every tear you caused has given me the strength to never fear. Your cruelty taught me what not to become, but it also taught me empathy. I carry your wounds, but not your hate, as I refuse to...

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Categories: member, absence, abuse, addiction,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Lifetime member
I'm quite surprised I've written so many a few years ago, I hadn't any :O Now --almost three hundred in my list the "right side of my brain" doth persist And it's all thanks to PoetrySoup :-) (well first off to God, let me recoup) But-- your contests! So motivating positive feedback, so non-hating :) I just moved up to "lifetime member" these early...

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Categories: member, life, poems, poetess, poetry,
Form: Quatrain
At Home she aint a gang member
Think of the clock chiming its your homecoming At home she's a tourist filling the disco floor with virtue her bourgeois extreme thrives, transport yourself a new personality brandish your interment interest show your mental process 2 steps forward 6 back At home she feels timid there's no gang sweetheart just the statutes of the once great awaiting toppling in dew clad desperate February ...

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Categories: member, anxiety,
Form: Free verse
When in Top 10 Premium Member For Free
when in the top ten should be premium member who you will pay for ...

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Categories: member, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
The One I Remember
You're the one I remember, Whenever I am sombre: Our group's unique member Adored by a great number: Our home town's full number... You race to peaks, not clamber, Reach goals fast after slumber After beer: urine amber! With your heel crushed a mamba... One to watch from September To Christmas' December Which club would you dismember? Not until a penumbra....

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Categories: member, care, celebrity, humanity, love,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Card-Carrying Member
So is your card from the NRA or the LGBTQIA? It depends on the card; sometimes, “Get off my yard!” is all that one needs to say. ---------- in response to Gershon Wolf's Card-Carrying Septuagenarian...

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Categories: member, silly,
Form: Limerick
Linguistics 1 Full Member
I fully belong to Linguistics, Literature for the joy that sticks: The Sharp Poetry from its Drum Sticks Writings one does and notes time that ticks… Wholly I belong to Linguistics, Though it lacks flattering lipsticks, Not easy using its walking sticks: Where you don’t watch and Word itself picks! My Thesis on Pauseology, My newer interest Tonology And begging Dialectology; Minds have in these...

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Categories: member, analogy, appreciation, education, language,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Sappho and Homer
Would that this poet were in Greece! Her heart enchanted on its sunlit sands. Her lover, kissing her porcelain hands. His eyes, deep, dark as Kalmata olives. The homes, white, with bright, blue tops. Her heart beating so loudly, fearing it may stop! But as the sun sets, she is far calmer. Her head on his chest, she hears its Greek beat. Then...

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Categories: member, beach, emotions, imagery, passion,
Form: Lyric
Premium Member The Newest Member
Though you’re the newest member of the Steve Miller Band Crowd, You’re a wonderful addition… please keep that in mind. Nothing but praise have your co-workers mentioned out loud. They speak of you fondly and say that you are quite kind....

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Categories: member, writing,
Form: Rhyme
The Newest Member
Clad in just a diaper, Nestled in his father’s lap, A brand-new baby’s by the river, Deep into a nap. I think he needs a blanket Since the bench is in the shade, But his parents seem relaxed With the decision they have made. I’d guess that not a week ago, That newborn babe was curled In the cozy womb, yet now he’s here, A...

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Categories: member, baby,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member A Valued Member of the Family
Let me tell you a story…. About a year loving pet named big red, I still can’t believe he’s dead. He was such a wonderful dog, He wasn’t a bump on a log. He was my protector and friend, My love for him will never end. Everyone in the neighborhood, adored him too, he was good. I cried when he got...

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Categories: member, dog, family, love,
Form: Narrative

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