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Lonnie Dec 16, 2014

Ahab 2014

Mental archipelagoes protect my disbelief
pristine island fortresses of mind
surrounded by odd currents where dark creatures prowl a reef
that is the one and only of its kind

blasphemous iniquities have driven me insane
and fabricated lies I can’t control
delivered by euphoric mutants as a mad refrain
that echos through the canyons of my soul

Simon Smythe Dec 16, 2014

upswing

on noticing I had regressed
I obliged by becoming depressed
my toe stubbed a rock
my head took a knock
and the need for a smile was addressed

Rula Dec 16, 2014

Because You Are Human (The Right Word WS)

Man!
I see you
in the beauty of
the super moon,
in summer's boons,
and in the evergreens.

I see you
in the strength
of the water falls,
in thunder's sound,
and in the storms.

I see you
in the softness
of the snow flakes,
in May's buds,
and in autumn's tumbling leaves.

I see you
differently
in different moons,

because
you are human!!

Esker Dec 15, 2014

e X t o r t s h u n n e d

polished
I saw the glimmer
the shiver thrust
on the balls of your feet
Ive been in my coffin waiting
coming awake
with the streets sizzle alive
When the dust
sifts down through the
nettles

the buttons shoved through
the slots on the nails
like your erect happy nipples
the fire warming in the womb
stretched in the fine denim

Heartfelt Dec 15, 2014

Resonance

As the Leaf trembles when
Wind Blows
I tremble as his voice
Echoes

Roscoe Lane Dec 15, 2014

I'm in With a Shout....

I’m in With a Shout…..

I want to be a writer
but my heads not right,
a poets the best I’ll ever be.
I’ve always been a fighter
but this is out of sight,
shit, what in hells wrong with me

To hear the screen hiss
or the keyboard’s tap,
is something I’d miss,
also pages as they flip n flap.

No good, time for a nap.

Wish I could meet the creator of thought,
I think they’ve got a piece of my mind.
Do you think they’ve ever been sought,
bet no ones tried cause they’re hard to find.

judyanne Dec 15, 2014

Tide

the cosmos
microscopic and colossal
performs a dance of spheres

within it -
the cyclic journey between
Temporal
and Now -

a mobius strip
filled with
countless consorts

I watch, with ease
the Tide
lap my feet

the currents tug
to where the stories go

IKnowNoBox Dec 15, 2014

Asshole Bitch.
Cunt Douche.
Erroneous Fucker.
Grossly Helpless Imbecile !
Jive Klutz Loser.
Moronic Nuisance.
Oily Prick!
Queef Reject.
Sicko, Tosser.
Unwashed Vial Waster .
Xanthodont, Yellow. Zoaf !

scribbler Dec 14, 2014

DECEMBER

All the crops are gathered in,
the barns are filled with hay
the formal thanks have been given
as late autumn finally gives way.

The flocks have formed and headed out
fleeing the cold for warmer lands.
We hear them as they honk and shout
while passing by in shifting bands.

Hardwoods stand naked in the cold.
They shiver in the northern wind,
their former cloaks once bright and bold
have turned into a bland duff's blend.

Esker Dec 14, 2014

Coffee's got some heat on the bottom

Smoking heavy past two years
the butts weight up with ash
and I flick if off with my right
hand
cupping the embers

I stare up and watch the snowflakes
land in the lighting from the lamp
trickling down across the space
the bulbs here and there
colorful exclamations
I dont know what the date is
or time
Im just out here having a smoke

phone not going to ring

and everything I was wondering
about writing in my books
are all there
stacked neat enough