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My MamaA Poem by Healing StarEvery Boy has gotta Mama - she can hold you in the Night My Mama she's still with Me, though no one sees her anymore. She sits in a Garden, and she .. |
they come, they playA Poem by Christopher WithersA first draft from 2008. In retrospect, it could be polished up and perhaps become something special. It's posted as the original draft here. |
death grip (in the works)A Poem by Lilyas I was going through a very dark time and my great grandmother was slowly deteriorating from dementia, I grew increasingly petrified at the thought .. |
MonstersA Poem by Steve KittellMy world is quite small as you can see, holds fewer monsters that’ll scare me. Though they’re there, under bed too, in the mi.. |
down the drainA Story by Lyn Andersonfor the Scared Much challenge on MomzillaNC's poetry challenge posted by TL Boehm caution, strong language, disturbing themes of child abuse |
Its a startA Poem by Closet Writerself explanitory. |
Scared of the SeaA Story by Meagan ByingtonBut do you not see, this is not where I should be? |
OccupiedA Poem by Robert RonnowAs a boy, I'd find my fathersitting in the pitch dark living room,cigarette aglow, as I'd passfrom my bed to the bathroom.Did the boy consider, at tha.. |
All Soft Feathers and Flight MusclesA Poem by Robert RonnowIn the intermediate zone between heaven and hellopinions and complaints, after much moaning, maycome to be held in common.The way a flock of chickadee.. |
Of Judith and InannaA Poem by Robert RonnowFor the accountant, the librarian, on this cold daythere is no revelation. He will go his own wayto the roar of the tinnitus in his ears.About our war.. |
The delusion of illusion: a Rant.A Story by Sun FoxThis is but one aspect of me ranting, but I feel I make a valid point.. considering the topic. |
A Way out of the NightA Poem by Rudi J.P. LejaeghereTime flies over us, but leaves its shadow behind. Nathaniel Hawthorne |
Trip 1A Poem by ecrFive in pairs of two, five fingers softly tuning God particles into me, Soft deep whispers dripping into my ears, Electric Lullabies charging my cau.. |
The Choice to LiveA Poem by Cassie BlackThe struggles of each day |
Sun downA Poem by krystleinspired by someone who told me that their thoughts at night are terrifying |
Pit of MemoriesA Poem by GreenEyedPoetWritten 1/19/15 This is about my past always trying to creep back into my present. |