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Tonight~Tonight~Tonight3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another lesson learned
Another tear shed
Another slice in the skin
But don't worry
It's only my tears
And blood that falls
God's CreationCivilization,God's Creation7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Claim their God's creation,
But,
It's self-congratulation,
When mankind's no limitations:
So,
Deceitful and disloyal,
So,
Destructive and black-hearted,
It's,
No image of our Father's.
Money to the rich,
Famine to the poor,
To our Holy Bible,
We have many flaws.
So,
If civilization,
Where made as God's creation,
We would be nothing more,
Than
…
Absolute perfection.
Greek Angel"Achille's" … I stared at my horse; his black, velvet summer coat glossy in Egypt's desert sun. My mind swam with emotions: fear, confusion and yet still willful. The man strode towards me and, as he did, a single salty tear fell across my cheek.Greek Angel7 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I want that horse!" The tall, muscular man repeated. He was an Arab and I grew more frightened by the sight of a long, twisted knife slung across his bare shoulder. "I want it now. Or your …" He paused, eyeing me, then spitting across my face. "… Pa-the-tic foreign life will draw to an end." I dare not move. I simply held on even tighter to Achille's reins. I knew what they would do to him; the Ar
Love Truly 4 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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illuminate my heartSeptember falls outside his window and the two-story house feels June. Time tilts here, the days canted to the left like the apple tree their grandchildren planted sometime last winter. It hasn't grown much since then, a few leaves on dry branches but no blooming flowers when spring arrived.illuminate my heart2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Today his fifty years seem like thirty. Sitting up in bed is easier. He doesn't feel as weak as before. The Pacific breeze touches his hair, chills his pale face and he thinks, Maybe Anna and I could drive down to the beachfront today.
He rolls to his side. She's burrowed under the covers, a blue blanketed lump, white hair poking out over dark blue pill
What I MissI just want you to know,What I Miss6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
That you're my bestest friend,
We're the closest sisters,
You're my favorite everything!
So here's a little poem,
Of things I'll always miss,
The things that I remember,
As the Cassam Sisters craziness!
I miss you always meowing,
To me and cats and friends,
Of calling me a kitty,
Our full blown puppy arguments!
I miss us during school time,
Our petty little fights,
Of screaming: "SHE'S TOOK MY TURN!"
And you and your cheeky smile!
I miss those special Ding games,
When you were on a role,
Of winning every single time,
And scribbling 'I'VE WON!' in bold!
I miss when you lived close to us,
With Paul
Road TripRemember …Road Trip6 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Remember our road trip to Grandma's house?" I whispered softly, smiling and gently stroking her golden hair. She gasped for air, gurgling loudly, as a fresh stream of glossy red flowed from her blood stained lips, swimming in perfect curves across her chin.
"Huh," I laughed, "Remember me, you and Jack were arguing? Dad was in the front, driving, getting extremely wound up?" She opened her eyes wide, intently staring at me, the beautiful emerald green disappearing.
"Suddenly there was music! Mum had turned the radio on. And," I giggled, "You began to dance, each move you made Jack and I following. Mum and dad were laughing an
My handwriting sucksMy handwriting sucks10 months ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
My handwriting sucks big time
but right now I gotta pee
or my bladder will explode.
As I'm no mermaid at sea.
I swear I will find a rhyme
if I do it near a tree
or while squatting on the road.
Ode to a lavatory.
hope2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry
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Must Love CatsMust Love Cats2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Must Love Cats
Fur of gold to pet and rub,
Perfect cat for me to love,
Razor claws and pointed teeth,
All the better made to keep,
A quick brush along silky fur,
Rewarded with a rumbling purr,
Given a glancing nuzzled kiss,
He is mine and I am his.
Character Profile FormCharacter Profile Form7 years ago in Profiles More Like This
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have you ever been in love?have you ever been in love?8 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
have you ever been in love?
does your heart skip a beat when they text you?
do you blush when you hear their name?
do you sigh when you hug?
do you blush at the thought of them?
does your heart beat faster when they simply peck your cheek or nose?
do you love them so much it hurts when youre away?
can you not express your love with words?
are you in love?
yes, you are
yes, i am
Snippy - Poem of DoomSnippy - Poem of Doom1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Oh Captain, my Captain! I say it to mock,
You're lucky as hell but to me you're a c***.
Please spare me the missions, I've no head for heights,
Balloons and big lists lead me only to blights.
Evading the probes of an alien race,
Then having to witness your > : ( angry face...
But what choice have I? I'm involved in these fights,
With Cancerous space-monsters full of red sprites,
And Lemonade weirdos and God knows what next,
Just how can you stay so serene and unvexed?
What price should I pay for your simple delights,
Be eaten by whales after soiling my whites?
I know you won't listen, but you'll come unstuck,
And one of these day
Sta.sh
