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Premium Member The House That Heard Us Once
Thee crumbling walls can’t hear my song, Though once they rang with joy and cries— Now silence stays the whole day long. My sisters’ love, both soft and strong, Lit up the dusk like fireflies. The crumbling walls can’t hear my song. My brothers helped me along, With quiet nods and whispered wise— Now silence...

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Categories: od, home,
Form: Villanelle
The Schock Od An Outsider
New Yorkers, in general, are very notorious for walking way too fast, not moderately: it's seen as an unpleasant remark; tourists keep thinking to themselves, " They're funny! " It's a stereotype they mock, " Do New Yorkers ever rush to Central Park? " An outsider asked a stern policeman, " Why is everybody running? " " Is the President coming?...

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Categories: od, bullying, character, discrimination, emotions,
Form: Narrative



Prepared Parlor Full Od Squalor
Prepared Parlor Full od Squalor prepared our parlor which was so full of squalor not worth a dollar...

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Categories: od, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
Premium Member A Cell Phone Od
Have you frequented a restaurant close to home Noticed how many diners are on their phones An epidemic I'd say Indigestion is at play All through the restaurant you can hear people moan...

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Categories: od, image,
Form: Limerick
Premium Member Odd Od Dodo
Idyllically Odylically Odd I Be Such is my nature ...

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Categories: od, appreciation, bird, introspection, society,
Form: Shape



Od
When you're addicted to drugs, we can admit we've gone off the deep. But it's that pill, that line, that shot -- it infuses belief. When nobody's around to put down your bottle, you can be retrospective, contemplate, think. But really; I was an alcoholic and we just drink. I would lay on my couch...

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Categories: od, abuse, addiction, allegory, depression,
Form: Blank verse
Premium Member Gun Rope Razor Od Take 2
Sometimes I feel like telling you go on just do it get on with it get it over with if you want to finish your life I don't give a .... other times I want to solve it for you fix whatever is wrong make you happy lead you to Jesus let you find salvation but you may never find happiness because you love misery boredom and feeling sick it makes you happy in...

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Categories: od, art, confusion, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Gun Rope Razor Od
Sometimes I feel like telling you go on just do it get on with it get it over with if you want to finish your life I don't give a .... other times I want to solve it for you fix whatever is wrong make you happy lead you to Jesus let you find salvation but you may never find happiness because you love misery boredom and feeling sick it makes you happy in...

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Categories: od, caregiving, confusion, depression, faith,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member An Od Pen
That pen just lies there on the pale white blank pad page__no activity; that sorry pen has O D on something dangerous_passed out_hardly breathing..Come on pen sit up_here sip on this strong coffee..That's it click, look around, life is active, inviting_write it down..Come on now_here eat up of these grits and red-eyed gravy; now that...

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Categories: od, funny, introspection, life, kiss,
Form: Prose Poetry
A Birthday Message (For Od)
The little acorn has become a tree Magnificient in the storm It's xylem hard ... a strong heart shelters me The little drip a great river, meets the sea Washes the soil from my farm To the delta of its glee, I dream free The empty hands, the broken nest, the pea In the nose, my dazed alarm The little bird has flown...

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Categories: od, caregiving, son
Form: Rhyme
For Od
My son is a silent star In the distant sky of my love He shines In cloudless memories Of simple times The child sleeping on my breast While mother snores The child tugging at my rest With incessant chores The child grew like an eagle flies Above the worship of the eye My love is a pendulous dew Waiting to fall On the lips of child...

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Categories: od, sonchild, child, love,
Form: I do not know?
O.D.
Here we go again like James brown I got that feelin’ Baby baby I got that feelin Yo let me tell you something you like a million dollar painting of sugar and spice and everything nice with a spoon full of honey whipped cream and a cherry on top These are a few of my favorite things I don’t need...

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Categories: od, nostalgia, urban, me, me,
Form: Blank verse

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