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Intimations of the Beyond, Poetry by Suzanne Miller

Genre: Life

  Deconstructing my own life
I hold onto keepsakes from the past
as I search for meaning
in the dross and filth of outmoded ways of being.

Like wraiths bedizened
in the wanton guises of desire
they attempt to seduce me back
into the hive
of busy, mindless activity.

Shaking myself free
I enter a new zone

a place of alexithymia
beyond the language
of the known.

 

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Tears of Remorse, Poetry by Debbie Lyn Jones

Genre: Dark

Intro:
“A 9-year-old Alabama girl is dead after her grandmother and stepmother … Police say the girl was ordered to run for 3 hours as punishment for lying to her.”

Tears of Remorse

Forgive me

Forgive me
I only wanted your heart

Forgive my deception
Forgive my lies

I am but a child
I only want your love

See my tears of remorse
have pity upon my small soul

On and forwards I go
every day a blur

I want to come from the shadows into the light
I want your hand to take me there

Please…love me
please care for me

I want to go round and round
in the bright days of tomorrow

the grass at our feet
the wind in our hair

I want to be as one
I want to go with you

please love me
please see
my tears of remorse

Debbie Lyn Jones 2/26/12

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I rise, Poetry by Amber Agha

Genre: Relationship

There are men who will steal your light
They trick you and break you
They take you and bring you to your knees
where they want you
There are men who get you to hate all you are
There are men who get you to lose yourself so much
That death seems the only way to re gain self

I dont hate these men
Thats the plan of the darkness
I dont want revenge and dont say all men are like this
I wont close my heart and shut down
I shall rise again
I shall fly again
I shall soar high
I shall reclaim all I am
I shall sing loud and bright
And celebrate the huge heart in me
That saw the signs
Knew this would hurt
but still jumped in
Not because Im weak or stupid
Not because I didnt have a choice
I had plenty of options
But because I believed in you
In your soul to rise above the temptation to play the templates of the past
Because my heart knew I could withstand this and would come out more alive
That to die again and again
Makes me immortal
Your crash and burn
Made me immortal
I rise and rise and nothing shall ever bring me down again
Where will you be when I rise this high?
You missed out on seeing me this fly
You missed out on the magic to come
And I dont pity you I dont hate you
I feel for your heart too scared to love a woman like me
But I will still love you from up here
I still love you
I have that much in me I can die and be broken come alive and still love you
Do you see what you had and let go of?
Shame for you

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ORCHARD’S SEED AND THE FALLING OF STARS by LiianVarus

 Genre: Dark, Family, Life

Procreation is a dying breed;
I am its hope, a sighing seed.
Nestled amongst foliage,
I hide from my heritage
between cavernous spaces
of Autumn’s dead leaves.
Coming from an old growth orchard,
it’s expected that I carry on our lineage.
Deforestation,
family ties uprooted,
all the deadfall;
I’ll live in the moss of their graveyard.
Ancient bloodlines circle through me,
but I won’t spin its rings.
Monumental pillars bracing infinite sky –
royal sentinels history, long collapsed;
an apathetic seed left tracing time elapsed.
This is why stars fall.
I will not grow tall.
Oh no, I will stay small.
I will remain insignificant.
I am a contrarious seed.
In the wake of another crashing giant,
leaves rustle through its thunder,
but I hold, I hold; still I hold defiant.
This is why stars fall
and will continue to do so,
until our great phratry is no more.

The orchard’s seed and the falling of stars –
How I yearn for that day to come.

~LiianVarus

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Contrast, Poetry by Tim Wilkinson

Genre: Rhyme, Life

Light’s defined by shades of gray
Night itself by day

Dusk by citrus skies arrayed
Dawn by gloom and fray

So what is love if not a heart
Awaiting, come what may

The thrust and pang, the anguished
Strain, of one who’s gone away

© 2015, Tim Wilkinson

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(W)Ri{gh}t(e), Poetry by Tim Rizzuti

 Genre: love, choices, humanity, integrity, emotional, deep

Moments of clarity
Lead to temporary insanity
Where is my plan to be
How do I get to the next degree
Of life
Is it as hard for everybody else
Or do I have it easy
Should I be concerned
With my mind
And the state it chooses to be
Do I need medical help
Do I need holistic healing
Do I need my wife to stand by
Pray to god for a feeling
Or a sign
That everything will be alright
That everything will be alright
Writing helps the emotion
Seep throughout my brain
Down my spine
To my chest
Arm
Hand
Fingers
Pen
Ink
Page
Now the stage is set
All I need to do is

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JFK, Poetry by Nets L.

Genre: Political
Type:. Haiku

Titled: JFK

Hollowed footsteps
rhythmic death
stamps you dead
While processional silence
tunnels through the brain
carriage wheels
click stones loudly
through the shadow
of a man

Nets L
@netsy01

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HER CATASTROPHE, Poetry by Rachel O

 Genre: RACE, LOVE, INTERRACIAL ROMANCE

Her catastrophe will lead you to ecstasy

Her Pain will teach you empathy

Her sorrows drain your sympathy

While her strength will challenge you structurally…..

Her caress will linger with your distress…..

have you begging for her to undress,

All, as her eloquence clenches to your very chest

Whilst you strive for that bounty we call his breast…….

She gazes at us all and requests

a simple retrieve,

from the bundles and loads and cosomos she holds

However, rarely seeking the latrine

Life’s Salient Saline…

Ever Silent as a stone, We a mixed bag of souls, as she boldy holds the bones of your erroded domes…..

And her breath will cast your energy……..

But will you recall at her eulogy?

Logged in you minds etymology?

Her androgynous antiquity?

Her grace spun like tapestry?

I quarry, will you even remember me?

 

 

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Sense of Time, Poetry by James Williamson

 Genre: Society

Time…

It never ends.
It never loses.
It never bends.
It never chooses.
Who to take.
Who to give.
Who should break.
Who should live.

Time…

Constantly goes away.
Constantly brings tears.
Constantly here to stay.
Constantly forms fears.
Fears of today.
Fears of all sorrow.
Fears of dismay.
Fears of tomorrow.

Time…

Holds no sense of self.
Holds no sense of existence.
Holds no sense of wealth.
Holds no sense of resistance.
Resistance from age.
Resistance from dying.
Resistance from rage.
Resistance from trying.

Time…

Builds wisdom within.
Builds beauty without.
Builds forgiving of sin.
Builds surety of doubt.
Doubt of finding peace.
Doubt of heaven above.
Doubt of wanted release.
Doubt of finding love.

Time…

Is made for reflecting.
Is made for giving.
Is made for projecting.
Is made for living.
Living for where time will take you.
Living not for where you have been.
Living with hope for the coming of new.
Living for it all making sense within…

Time.

By:James Williamson

 

 

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I’d Write You, Poetry by Nubi Vagant

  Genre: Love, Romance

I’d write you the stars, I’d write you the sky

I’d write you the rivers, That never run dry

I’d write you my heart, I’d write you my skin

I’d write you with red, Flowin’ infinite layers within

I’d write you my senses, My crumbling defenses

I’d write you my soul, My dark to black hole

I’d write you my breath, I’d write you my scent

I’d write you eternity, And every moment spent

I’d write you my love, I’d write you my lust

I’d write you my worship, Everything in gold dust

I’d write you in time, I’d write you in space

I’d write you a now, And a forever in grace

After all I’ve written, So much would still remain

I’d write myself to you, In pleasure and pain.

© mizzlenubivagant ( 17th March, 2016 )

 

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