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Mommy Has All The Answers

Mommy Has All The Answers

A Poem by Earl Schumacker


what happens when mommy misses her special time of the month
Escapade

Escapade

A Poem by Vin


Have you ever been to such journeys, where even your return is uncertain?
October Slayer

October Slayer

A Poem by Raven Starhawk


March upward the slippery slopes of yesteryear While keeping a bloodshot eye on present folliesAs nothing quite as dangerous as the pastWill haunt you..
Silent Sounds

Silent Sounds

A Poem by Llee Hill


Inspired by a real event that happened to me. It was a late Friday afternoon and I was sitting on the pavement in the middle of a busy city, exhausted..
Infliction Or Curse?

Infliction Or Curse?

A Poem by Onlyme


Is being borninto unsettlingoverwhelmingtragic circumstancesWith constantdrama isjust a perfectstorm? The neverending woesthat follow You.On your life..
My Halloween

My Halloween

A Poem by Phillip J Clayton


Self destructive behavior, possession, deceitful: Self exploration.
Forty

Forty

A Poem by Raven Starhawk


Forty years ago Existence molded a being of disadvantage As wasted flesh married agony And agony bore a unforgiving disappointment Known as Mary ..
Perceptions

Perceptions

A Poem by Supriya


Sometimes rules you have to breach , To get things which are not in reach. You fight and fight, all above and inside, Long journey of explaining '..
The Fear Of Death.

The Fear Of Death.

A Poem by Maximus


This poetry describes the fear of death present in every human being.
October Masquerade

October Masquerade

A Poem by Raven Starhawk


Seasons serve their reminders... ...their trademark arrivals... ...and power over human traditions... As a cycle forever in motion Demonstrating p..
In this Ordinary Swoon

In this Ordinary Swoon

A Poem by Michael R. Burch


In this ordinary swoonas I pass from life to death,I feel no heat from the cold, pale moon;I feel no sympathy for breath.Who I am and why I came,I do ..
Light on Bricks

Light on Bricks

A Poem by Leigh


Light on bricks, the sun has hit them Making them bright Showing their hidden textures Ruddy red, dull red and brown Shining with cement blanche..
What Price?

What Price?

A Poem by Satish Verma


What Price?
High

High

A Poem by kurohana


Everything is just a blur, As I count one to four. Spinning endlessly, as I ended up on the floor. Silence, as a knock came at my door. My body ..
Dirty Girl

Dirty Girl

A Poem by Nebula


Life