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Demons WithinA Poem by sweetspicedgherkinsA poem. |
A Poem I Made For YouA Poem by JDFThis poem, I finally wrote for you. |
The Stories UntoldA Book by Joey LexingtonRachel Amy, though very outgoing, is secretive about her personal life. Throughout her childhood and teen years she faces many difficulties that no on.. |
2 Jobs, 2 Kids, 2 Houses, 2 HobbiesA Poem by Robert RonnowCarrying a sleeping baby.Cleaning after a successful party.Camping beyond mountains more mountains.Playing trumpet on the streets of New York City.Eat.. |
Running RiverA Poem by The Things She NotedDown by the riverNo not that oneThe river near my old oak cabinThe rush of the waterThe brook that babbles on through all hours of the nightI try to a.. |
Lady LonesomeA Poem by The Things She NotedLife may just be dreadfully lonelyWith moments of communityThat leave me bitterAching for something greaterSomeone greaterThat I may not knowLife may .. |
Tuscan TiradeA Poem by The Things She NotedUnder the Tuscan sunDripping peachesWet and stickyFingers stuck to my pagesPaper cuts on summer daysBlood dripping down my fingerPeach fuzz painted re.. |
Coughing CinnamonA Poem by The Things She NotedHe’s sweet like cinnamonJust as bitterHard to swallowHold him in my mouthChoke him outThe dust of the barkToo heavy to float to the topSinking i.. |
Taunting ThoughtsA Poem by The Things She NotedThe airplanes close to my homeCircling my neighbourhoodTauntingSelf deprivation is only a depravity for so longPitifulAnd then I thoughtHow life was i.. |
Romanticizing RedA Poem by The Things She NotedRed eyesBut not romanticNot the showings of a sleep deprived womanWhat was she thinking aboutWhat kept her upRed from rubbingAnd pullingAnd wipingRed .. |
Mourning AnnouncementsA Poem by The Things She NotedFirst periodA busy dayWe file in like soldiersOn the teenage defenceTucked behind my deskPeeling at the paintSpeaker squeaksThen hissesRingsA low voic.. |
24 and There's so Much MoreA Poem by The Things She NotedThe first writing of my 24th year |
Aggravated AgingA Poem by The Things She NotedMy fear of growing old consumes my waking thoughts The white of the sun cream seeping into my skin Have my pores become bigger? The wide brimmed.. |
Eying EnvyA Poem by The Things She NotedShe met me in the cafeLate noonThough we said earlyI’ve sat waitingIt no longer upsets meEmbarrassingBut okay, understandingI know she’ll .. |
Phone Booth PhilosophyA Poem by The Things She NotedI tried calling you today from the pay phone by the lakeThe phone booth was graffitied in childlike writingProfanitiesI tried calling you with hands s.. |
Seat At My TableA Poem by The Things She NotedI can’t stand you but would you sit with meA seat at my tableNow that’s hard to come by because I’m always playing musical chairs wi.. |
Start Knowing JoyA Poem by Robert RonnowStart now knowing joy,that’s an order,overcome a deepening solitude.Like a bee at a bugleor me at the delion Third Avenue.I said to Joe when do .. |
where’d i go?A Story by madelinea piece about losing myself |
SOMEONE SAVED MEA Poem by Rhea Jane BacusThis poem I wrote is based on my personal experience. Surely those who suffered from Mental Issues or emotional problems can relate. |