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deleted comments
signs of anti-free of speech
very big clear signs
unless the writer
has to delete a comment
for a good reason
So,
when
I delete
An App from
my iPhone, the
shaking icons make
it look like they’re panicked
over who is going to be deleted
Your access denied.
Tick: I am not a robot.
A system outage,
remember the good old days,
when pen and paper would do.
Uardian to us
Don't point; those two fingers now'
Signed your deeds, away..'
A lurching west
Peace before the sidings
Axis U N-powered
Every blink of an eye, is like bits of frame skipped from a movie
Every long shuts of an eye, is like a deleted scene off the adventures of life
An hen that lost touch with her flock
Sought Hickory Dickoree dock
But as she flew near
Her heart filled with fear
Soup Censors deleted the cock
Some files are deleted
Faith, Values??, integrity, respect ...
These are now in recycle bin
I do not need
Advice to Grandson
you will restore these.
Deleted emails retrieved
Text messages you wouldn’t show me
Phone calls when you thought I was asleep
How could I NOT notice
The leaves falling from the trees?
7/9/11
Memories of Gracie Fields linger
As someone who gave people the finger
Gracie felt defeated
Cheers were deleted
As the Brits took offence as she lingered
how do I know
what to leave behind
what I'll no longer need
in this future of mine
what if what was left
is what I needed most
and it can't be retrieved
deleted, dispunged, destroyed
My Limericks Short and Sweet
Like each lyric to be short and sweet;
Where my mind with them may meet;
All completed;
Nothing deleted;
Started writing new one on next sheet.
Jim Horn
You deleted it!
Why?
I am getting closed to you
Till we face each other
I hope I have the dang to share that lovely meet with.
Why you run like a ROACH?
I just want to make things clear ;)
No Loves
No. False touch. Beton
Blood. On my white face
Blood. My life. Get down
Got down. Blood. Lives
Ice. My soul. Snow heart
Pure. The killer. Deleted
All
No loves
Only
One
Forever forgotten,
Never again to be mistreated.
Casted out of life,
Permanently deleted.
Torturous decisions made,
Can see just how conceited.
Left to be with another,
Has remarkably succeeded.
Form:
when under your wings
my heart was safe and secure ~*~
why did they unfold?
Eileen Manassian
Another one of my deleted poems....Reposting. :) I really like the picture that goes with this one.
Key Did Deposit
Badly by her I was treated
Each time when me she greeted
So I shut her in a closet
Safely key did deposit
Off my list her I deleted.
(Maybe this should have Tweeted.)
Jim Horn
I am tired of saying it!
Never ever delete unbackups doc
As in a nano you have deleted them,
You should have done more than a backup
In a nano too.
So backup and save or
Leave them alone! In their place.
Hallelujahs
Everlastingly!
All knowing God
Rewards faithful souls.
Omnipotent forgiveness is given.
Sin is deleted from God’s “Little Black Book.”
Easter celebrates innocence; Jesus arose from the dead.
Walking across the Garden
Loneliness being the Burden
Garden of Roses being the Hood
And the smell. . . so Good
Suddenly appears the Lilly
But the Scape. . . not Hilly
My heart. . . Stands aloom
and deleted is the gloom
Last year I learned you
But at the end of year I found me ignorant;
That's why I resolute in this new year to learn myself
From the last year I learned nothing
but deleted the word 'Hate' from the dictionary of my love
-CTG, BD
Love is not a merchant
it doesn't keep count
it's not how much or what
but why and how it counts
Better dandelions
from heart of love
than diamonds
from heart of stone
Third Place Winner - Jack Webster: Workshop Adjectives Deleted
I finished it!
I finished it!
... It is finally done!
This rosy, blue, and pink
Constipating Painting;
With a lot of focus
And support
From my own professors
And few devoted
Customers …
I deleted it
As soon as I finished it.
Form:
I deleted your number from my phone
I wish I could say it broke my heart
With a sigh of resignation
the buttons were pressed
and you were gone.
What a weight off my sad heart
to know I couldn't call,
What a stone to carry
to know I wanted it all.
I wrote a poem that alleges
that I left her a little too rough around the edges,
and would I kindly try to rewrite.
So, all night long, I added and deleted,
moved around and repeated,
till she finally said, "Yeah, that feels just about right."
I sit; dog snoozes; bees parade
In, out, in, over, under flowers
Buzz-ZIP! with pace and poise and purpose
A hum of bees spell us to sleep.
Written on 5th July 2021
Submitted for Workshop: Adjectives Deleted Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Jack Webster