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MISS SPROAD LOVES.A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN AND HER LOVE OF MEN. |
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Aching EnemyA Poem by Fallacy PharmacyA sister poem to ‘Anticipation Dies’, exploring the same ‘interest’ but with a different set of emotions. |
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DORIS'S MEN.A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN AND THE MEN IN HER LIFE. |
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Glass Bottomed BirdsA Poem by Penulis KecilA friend of mine changed his facebook status to the quote at the beginning and for some reason my reply turned into this poem. Which, clearly, was too.. |
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excuse me, sir, you make no senseA Poem by freelancejoustera soft voice, growing louder, garbled. static from the speaker up front, a human-form, with an aching back... thoughts disco.. |
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you're not helpfulA Poem by freelancejousterexcuse me, sir? a cough and shuffle, averted eyes. they were red-rimmed this morning, he hasn't slept much, or well, at least. .. |
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WhyA Poem by EnternalNightsomething i wrote while sitting in rehearsal |
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i own wild animals and i know how to use themA Poem by freelancejousterwobbling legs, and a temper like an african bumble bee, he may be small for his size, but he makes up for it in curiousity and his.. |
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Selfish ThoughtsA Poem by HollyA non-rhyme poem |
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Pen and paperA Poem by Rose MasenGreatly inspired by Maya Angelou. :) |
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POLLY IN GEORGE'S ROOM.A Poem by Terry CollettA MAID IN 1915 IN HER MASTER'S ROOM. |
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NOT AS MOTHER DID.A Poem by Terry CollettA WOMAN POSES FOR AN ARTIST AS HER MOTHER ONCE DID. |
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Confusing Thoughts.A Poem by aloha.i think my mind is cleaning itself out so i can actually write better things. so this is something random my mind said i was gonna write. enjoy? |
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Kindred ThoughtsA Poem by Richard WilliamsA tribute. |
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one. backrubs.A Chapter by freelancejouster"my back hurts" i'm an expert complainer, everyone has to excell at something, and it gets me what i want, usually. well, that an.. |
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A New Kind of DiseaseA Poem by Sincerely, AlexShould I? Could I? Would I? |
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a lesson about tossing peopleA Poem by freelancejoustertossed to the ground, they didn't think you'd keep rolling, tumbling down the daisy-coated hillside, through the rock-filled valley. .. |
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