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invasionA Poem by sealdrag your knives across my skinyou're well equipped for battlemake my scream pierce the airi'll make your bones rattletie me up and take controlit's w.. |
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the fae and the dreamerA Poem by Shyi closely associate the faerie realm with the dream realm, i guess. also rhyming seems very fae-like to me. like you're chanting some spell... |
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A Rhyme of GodsA Poem by R.J Calzonetti (SinisterP..This is some of my newer work. From this point on, everything is fresh from my mind. I call this a rhyme poem. Where the purpose of the poem is to pai.. |
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It’s A Bear!A Poem by Robert RonnowBear’s certainit’s a bearalone with salmonit’s a bearon the mountainit’s a bearup a canyonit’s a beareating berriesit&rs.. |
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Just One More Shooting Star?A Poem by Chiapetrockstar-written in response to the Highlands Ranch, CO shooting at the STEM school on 5/7/19 -Praying for all the lives impacted. |
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Julie's AdventureA Story by Kathryn EddyWhen a fire takes both her home and her mother, Julie must get herself as well as her sisters to their only living relative. Can she get them all home.. |
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FlightA Poem by Anne MartinMy cynical take on writing poetry. |
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a songA Poem by AnonHimMoosemay all that is gonebe recorded into song;what was of wrongat my hearth throne_and of loves and of hates,held dear in nature gates,be my voice with no.. |
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The Harvest of RosesA Poem by Michael R. BurchThe Harvest of Rosesby Michael R. BurchI have not come for the harvest of roses--the poets' mad visions,their railing at rhyme ...for I have discerned.. |
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I can't fall in love in NebraskaA Poem by MelIt feels good to go home |
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The Seductress in the NightA Poem by Kathrine RethornCould be considered mature! |
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The Timeless ClockA Poem by DianaPrinceTake a look at how clocks have grown over time. |
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Life as a raceA Poem by GhaneAfter looking back my childhood days, I realized that I loved the rhyming songs and melodies. So,I tried something like that in this new piece of writ.. |
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If My Sky Were GreyA Poem by Laura KateIf my sky were greyI'd wonder why you'd want to stay.If my sky were blueI'd question if your love were true.if my clouds should burstwould my rainfall.. |
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The People Loved What They Had Loved BeforeA Poem by Michael R. BurchWe did not worship at the shrine of tears;we knew not to believe, not to confess.And so, ahemming victors, to false cheers,we wrote off love, we gave .. |
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