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The Tendrils of Evil

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Shadows linger like tendrils in my mind
Nobody escapes the fingers of death
Rooted in your soul, planted in your being 
Seeing is not always believing, it's deceiving
Captured like a picture,...
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Categories: unowned, dark, deep,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberUnwritten Absence

...My heart enfolded the hued horizon of dazzling dawn,
the yearning brush soaked the sunburst colors,
painted a Monet garden blooming with my love,
unfurled the facsimile of your floral face...
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Categories: unowned, analogy, lost love, memory,
Form: Free verse



Premium MemberThe Cost of Living

...After they have taken
everything you still have
a stray, unowned patch of sunlight
finding its way in and spending
a little of its time keeping
you company, playing around
your feet.

The thi...
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Categories: unowned, horror,
Form: Free verse

Seditious Sabotage

...He runs around
Cleaning up her mess
Secretly wishing her
To let down her dress
...and stand

She follows him to death
Making him pay
Holding her heart
While he prays
...to god

They submi...
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Categories: unowned, relationship,
Form: Rhyme

Premium MemberTom Cat Is Unowned and Unencumbered

...Tom is stealthy and sneaky
He feeds first and ferociously
It may be his only meal for a day or two
He likes this porch; people leave out kibble
For their spoiled prissy stuck up feline
She is a ...
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Categories: unowned, cat,
Form: Prose Poetry



Unowned

...My journey is no longer mine
Owned by
Deceptive roads deceitful milestones
And friends who turned enemies
Also enemies who never became friends
After so much of living
Even death is unreachable...
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Categories: unowned, absence, angst, anxiety, best
Form: ABC

Sonnet Fourteen

...Petal of limpid life veils the naked eye,
  shadow and spoil refrains the question ideal;
  asking not within,
  without ---
  dark night shines,
  while day grins ---
The answer unowned, 
  u...
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Categories: unowned, hope,
Form: Sonnet

Time Management and the Art of Throwing Alarm Clocks

...b>Time Management and the Art of Throwing Alarm Clocks
by
Lemuel Griffiths
March, 2,017

Apparently, there's a God damned dog out there - according to my neighbour,
And his wife, Thelma, needs ...
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Categories: unowned, conflict, confusion, creation, humorous,
Form: Narrative

Marxism For Dummies 7

...B52s above the Aleutians?
It never was a Red Dread global mission.
Fidel was just Galician patrician,
and Ho and Mao were scholarly Confucians.

They wore those uniforms like horsehair vests,
t...
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Categories: unowned, satire,
Form: Sonnet

Premium MemberMemorial Wounds

...Today we honor those who paid our price of violence
to protect us from each Other's mono-colonizing excesses,
we remember deep respect for those who have done their best
when this was too often no...
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Categories: unowned, anger, courage, earth, memorial
Form: Political Verse

Premium MemberSoul Stance River - 34

...All we eat is elk meat, boiled elk, roasted elk, elk jerky
sometimes fried elk if we get bear or whale oil,
oh, and sometimes elk soup,
for four months we've subsisted exclusively on elk
except f...
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Categories: unowned, adventure, introspection,
Form: Epic

In Memoriam

...Three words comprise the frame my son last made:
his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone,
his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace--
and in between?...just Mark, the man to fill
a thousan...
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Categories: unowned, death, tribute, , In
Form: Free verse

In Memoriam

...Three words comprise the frame my son last made:
his soft "Hey, dad" to greet me on the phone, 
his single, loving "Papa" with our last embrace—
and in between?.....just Mark, the man to fill
a thous...
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Categories: unowned, tribute, , In Memoriam,
Form: Free verse

This Is It

...Played into this, was anything ever felt that meant.
Betrayed since beginning, layed in ur tracks is how it went.
Spending these moments, were never spent, its meaningless.
Backwords, background, let...
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Categories: unowned, confusion, death, hope,
Form: Enclosed Rhyme

Which Temptation Did He Choose

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Messages from my brain
Fill the pages of my thought stream
And if again I guess myself
A renaissance, I'm over doubt

What's better than loving life
Can't bring me down without a knife
Come ...
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Categories: unowned, angst, art, dedication, education,
Form: Free verse

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