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I rush to your grave. A fool looking for love. That can never come again. I kiss your cold lips, goodbye.   The sky has cried its coldest rain. I kiss your cold lips goodbye. I cover your face in a shroud of love. Then…

Is Anybody Listening

Words I long to say Feelings that betray Truths, found here and there Dying without expression   Lingering, echoing Words I long to say Afraid to feel that way Dying without expression   Afraid to feel that way The past reverberating Is anybody listening Lingering,…

They Really Get You Sometimes

  They really get you sometimes With their smiling eyes and juicy lies Grooming you to accept crimes While self-respect and dignity flies. They really get you sometimes Designing tricks to absorb your cash Rubbing wounds with stinging limes Transforming hope into cold wet ash….

one fine day

Keep facing One fine day you will. Keep facing. Boldly blatantly , fear gnawing at your innards But keep facing.   Keep staring into his eyes Even if you’re shit scared. Even if its dark. Keep facing. One fine day you will be across.  …

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Memorable        toilet                recriminations Flowering          rectangular      ministries Rippling and      dribbling          through time Yes                     to the day        with a fork Memorable rectangular dribbling with a fork. Flowering          rectangular     …

Hour 4 Prompt – Everything Will Be Perfect

One fine day, Everything will be perfect, One fine day, You will shine like a star, One fine day, There will be no war, One fine day, There will be no worries, One fine day, There will be no failures, One fine day, You will…

Love’s Longing

Today is the anniversary Of my non-existence. I yearn today for the life I should have had, Though some days I forget. I forget who I am And why I was stolen. Other days I laugh At the absurdity of their Machiavellian natures. Self-aggrandizing, Bored…

Not Today – Hour Four

Think of a team name you say – ‘We’ll be inseparable from that day I want us to be as tight as a rope I want you to be my handler My friend and my hope I’m barely indulging at all these days – Practically…

Poem 4: Confession

She told him that she loved him one heated sunny afternoon in the middle of the summer months when the sunflowers were in full bloom. Autumn arrived with falling leaves coating the sidewalk with sunset red and she told him she loved him beneath aged…

Introductions

Please introduce yourself Among the poets here Among the new friends We have yet to meet. Please introduce yourself Tell us who Tell us where And especially tell us why. Please introduce yourself Give us a tiny glimpse Of you, as a poet You, as…