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Esker Aug 07, 2015

autoclavic dream weld

leather driver gloves
grip grim
his snarl stitches in this
light the chin
her youthful pursed
pause mouth complex
the city landscape
starts to stretch

siren receeding
night climbs reeling
rescesitating a moon
gone blue
blown out the life
the spells brew
the morning street
washer will blast
post scene gloves
and wraps
and punks getting
high on rolls
of the gravy
dreaming of tapping
the new fresh with
the umbro in navy

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Esker Aug 05, 2015

Forth

surmise
in the light
like a river
the downy fur
along the base
of her spine
ripples with wind

a talon of penchant trust
dangles
leather and chrome
the brilliant wonder
in the stillness
shinning on
the white teeth
lull of tongue
candy color lipshade

leaning on the hood
rocking smoking a cigarette
the radio mulled

L
Lonnie Aug 05, 2015

Legacy

Legacy

I have no feet to walk the earth
no fins to swim the sea
no wings to soar the sky above
my conscience bothers me

my brain is smaller than my soul
my heart beats way to fast
the blood that flows within my veins
was shed in ages past

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Geezer Aug 05, 2015

Walk A Mile... August Contest

These old shoes are re-souled for the second time around
They are heeled once again; like well behaved dogs
Sitting there with their tongues hanging out
Begging to go for a walk

I don't walk them as much as I used to
But I give them rides in the car all the time!
When we go out to the store
People stare at them and ask:
“How old are they?”

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alidzain Aug 05, 2015

Dark Guardians (Horror Story WS Part 3 The last chapter after ''The Son of Evangeline'')

Evangeline faced her old nemesis
who raised his chin and stared at her.
She had come to deliver her justice
and save her son, the curse-bearer.

The Devil summoned the dead to rise
but his dark spell met its abrupt end
when she willed the earth to hurt his eyes
as it crushed the army hell had sent.

An arm raised, the Devil's palm thrust forward
and the witch-guardian was flung into the trees.
Her foe laughed, pressing his charge onward
toying with her body as much as he pleased.

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Seren Aug 05, 2015

Can you guess ? Why the Dead smile.

Piled corpses now smile, why ?

soulless eyes glitter hate
they are kindling for purity
and to brighten their dark dawn

skulls are beyond reparation
insanity falls on eastern lands,
innocence pleads with purity
with slices from forked tounges

babies are thrown in wells,
as technology feeds diatribes
to madden muddled minds
and blacken disenchanted souls

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Esker Aug 04, 2015

Noosense

as if boredom was not enough temptation
all the empties of Grey Goose
and the tinfoil shreds
crushed in embedded
to the runners character

the underwear like wrappers
scattered
and make up mirror
coated in its sticky prints
lip drool
and residue
the room heavy with musk
perfume and old sweat
thrills

doorknobs hangar bars
and doors
lifted for the rush above
the floor
crushed into the pillows
with brilliant lush lip gloss
smeared

S
scribbler Aug 04, 2015

FAREWELL OLD FRIEND (August contest)

The end of summer has come nigh
as has come the end of you
so I dig here in the August heat
and think about our past.

We have shared so many times
in forests even beside lakes
many of which inspired me
to write a line or two of verse.

So the spade takes yet another bite
into dry and hard red soil.
How deep will be deep enough
to assure you stay at rest?

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Seren Aug 04, 2015

Sabrina Corgatelli - Slaughters Creations gifts

Her avaricious eye's
denude all their surrounds
flicking the salted sugar,
flavours of life fall short
with a diamond tipped tongue 
hardened, by, unending desire
of ever chaffing need, gnawing
not enough, more, more, more !

Damaged and broken
no longer a vessel of humanity,
the hunt began anew on
foreign soil, a summer rental,
this she-monster thrashes Monkey's
by out smarting the Girraff 

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Seren Aug 04, 2015

Sabrina Corgatelli - Slaughters Creations gifts

Her avaricious eye's
denude all they surround
flicking the salted sugar,
flavours of life fall short
with a diamond tipped tongue 
hardened, by, unending desire
of ever chaffing need, gnawing
not enough, more, more, more !

Damaged and broken
no longer a vessel of humanity,
the hunt began anew on
foreign soil, a summer rental,
this she-monster thrashes Monkey's
by out smarting the Girraff