There’s a Hole in the Bucket
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"There’s a Hole in the Bucket"
What an ugly world
when poets turn on each other
life is a bank of territories
left and right and lost in between, isolated in limbo
the...
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Categories:
unformed, humanity,
Form: Narrative
The Poet
...To take a thought and shape a poem
Takes patience, and a clue –
The patience for the diligence
Required of a muse
The clue for clever subtleties
Engaging poets use
To form connections yet un...
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Categories:
unformed, poets,
Form: Rhyme
Two hours, fourteen minutes
...She enjoyed the joy of motherhood
once; for nine months:
Two hours, fourteen minutes.
she held him his entire life
and tried to give
this tiny, unformed soul
al...
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Categories:
unformed, child, loss, mother,
Form: Free verse
I AM POETRY
...I am poetry
An unheard whisper
Shadows
Conspiring
A tear
Soaked in laughter
Anger
Molded in metaphor
Humor
Wielding the axe of angst
Whispering
A farewell kiss
I am poetry
The invisib...
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Categories:
unformed, passion, poetry, words,
Form: Free verse
The Revealing
...You see it coming through an opaque mirror,
first signs and last winks, a monstrous revealing
the marks of a construction worker with no blueprint
one who realizes that the edifice is crumbling
f...
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Categories:
unformed, poetry,
Form: Free verse
A Psalm to God my Creator
...You inhabit light unapproachable,
there is no darkness with you.
Darkness and light are alike to you.
In the beginning when the earth was formless
and darkness hovered over the deep,
You spoke,...
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Categories:
unformed, birth, creation, god, inspirational,
Form: Free verse
The Ghost of Every Road Not Taken
...The air is thick with the weight of things unchosen,
paths untrodden, doors closed but never quite sealed.
A shadow clings to every decision,
the ghost of every road not taken,
whispering — what ...
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Categories:
unformed, deep, moving on, philosophy,
Form: Free verse
Dead Station of Soul V3
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Midnight in my darkest hour
The radio turned to nowhere, n nothing
The night is open to static, unknown
A vice of something from silence moans
Its whispers are lost in the either of night
Co...
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Categories:
unformed, allegory, allusion, art, dark,
Form: Free verse
Forgive Me
...Miles apart in the gleam, I believe her,
Upright on the porch, staring at the mighty above,
Her glassy eyes shimmering with a deceptive smile,
Her loose hair flowing like ocean waves.
Must she be...
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Categories:
unformed, loss, love hurts, marriage,
Form: Free verse
As Spiders in a Web
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Threads trembling
the pulse of a dying star.
Silver veins stretched thin
the twin sparks of an oncoming car!
Fragile as a lie whispered at midnight
the air crackles stillness
a map of h...
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Categories:
unformed, art, creation, dark, image,
Form: Free verse
Ursa Major
...Ursula, oh Ursula
As constellations go
Ursa Major in the sky
Forever do you glow.
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Onto a world you gaze upon
Your perch upon a star
Lovingly you're watch...
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Categories:
unformed, appreciation, longing, space,
Form: Rhyme
Forward
...You hear so many say, “Forwards,”
a slogan of the day,
especially amongst lefties,
it’s all some of them say.
As if it’s always a good thing,
an unbreakable truth,
(Not to mention an easy sell
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Categories:
unformed, history, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
The Syntax of Silence
...In the interlude between breaths,
silence hangs like a ripe fruit,
heavy with unspoken histories.
Here, in this moment's hush,
the world writes itself anew —
each atom a calligrapher's brush.
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Categories:
unformed, silence, space,
Form: Free verse
Spawns Dimness
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Written: June 16, 2024
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Hope had gray hair and looked downcast,
Amid grieving and fears, hope is obscene.
At night, just a ro...
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Categories:
unformed, analogy, nature,
Form: Sonnet
A Poet's Crush Collaboration
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But by grace do I shadow your form
from each darkened night to bright-lit morn.
You're silvery-white in my life's storm
hosting shivery thoughts yet unborn.
Would that my pen divine s...
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Categories:
unformed, crush, dedication, desire, emotions,
Form: Rhyme
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