Updated June 18, 1998
THANK YOU
Thank you God for little things
that often come our way
The things we take for granted
but don't mention when we pray
The unexpected courtesy
the thoughtful kindly deed
A hand reached out to help us
in the time of sudden need
Oh make us more aware dear God
of little daily graces
That come to us with sweet surprise
from never dreamed of placed
written by dad, Tony Boyer
and left for us by him when he passed away. xx
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Playin' a Playa
My man ia a playa but he doesn't know he's getting played himself.
He tries his best to lie he just can't be a playa like me.
I can cover my lies, hide the secret letters and he never knows the difference.
When you think you are playin' your girl you never know she just might be
Playin' You!?!
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The poems are my emotions
the words-my tears
the paper-my tissue
it soaks up all my fears
The pen is my escape route
the ink-its what I bleed
you-the topic of my writings
because you are the one I need
by: Kesi Macon
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So Near, Yet So Far
By Solly Abraham
You are always before my eyes,
Yet I cannot see you
You are always beside me,
Yet I cannot touch you
You are always in my thoughts,
Yet I cannot interpret you
You have filled up my senses,
Yet I cannot feel you
You are always in my dreams,
Yet I cannot fathom you
You are always leading me,
Yet I cannot follow you
You are always so near me,
Yet I am so far from you
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The Search
I set out on a search for truth
Not knowing what I'd find
Expecting knowledge of grand Duluth
Hoping to gain the highest prize
I went along from shore to shore
Transversing paths untrodden
Many I found, of words a whore
Discarded thoughts were soon forgotten
As I arrived I looked behind
The track had ended and I could see
I wondered how I was once blind
The truth the truth did lie with me
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The Fake
Continually climbing a stairway
made of nothing
Knowing very well the great extent
of the charade
The ever taxing desire to suppress the knowledge
that the box is empty...
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Can you miss someone
that you never really had...
Yes, I know you can
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We piled fifteen TV sets into a truck
Took them out to the woods
Shot each one
Twice
It all seemed very merciful
Yet I went home
Unsatisfied
Woke up in the middle of the night
Slipped outside and burned down some
Billboards
Still couldn't sleep
In the morning I meant to
liberate a slaughterhouse
But paused for breakfast
And blew up a dam, instead
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IMAGINATION, AND CREATIVITY.
HELD IN MIND, AND HANDS.
WONDER, AND ASTONISHMENT.
THE ONLOOKER.
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In darkness of false symbols you stand
hiding in the shadow of thane temple
From the edge of the shadow
you beckon towards me
were I stand
In light of the sun
From your dark sanctuary you
speak of another light
A pure an white light
In darkness all light shine bright
Come, leave the shadow
Let us understand the sun
Soon the temple will be naught more than
the shadow it is
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Hidden
Deep within me small and weak,
Lies my soul: my one true self.
And there within it's garden keep;
Gathering dust upon a shelf.
I do not let it say a word,
Afraid it might expose my own.
It's voice I've made sure no one's heard;
It only speaks when I'm alone.
The many masks that people wear,
They scare me when I see.
For under them there lurks my fear;
How many masks do they see on me?
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A dream I had,
A dream I'll have,
Sub-conscience steering me in the wrong direction,
Who to trust, when I can't trust my self,
How can I believe anyone who understands me,
When I can't understand myself,
There is one I want to understand,
I see her in my dreams,
With a leap of blind faith, I pursue,
But trip on my own words,
Someday maybe someday, but not today,
I'll continue chasing lost dreams...
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I could live like that,
Arising every morning with the sunlight
Streaming through the windows,
Calling out my name from the
Tempting shoreline.
I could live like that.
Basking in the sun, while
Dangling my toes in the water, and
Listening to the waves
Crashing upon the shore.
I could live like that.
Wandering along the land's edge,
Staring out at the emerald sea,
Enjoying the peaceful night air.
Hoping that this dream never ends.
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through my window
i see you walk by
my imagination throwing hammers
watching you through a cascade of glass!
anger takes me,
and i ride solo
through clouds of depression
free-falling 35 seconds through hell
my imagination,
a parachute with holes
and i fall to the ground.
setterberg@webtv.net
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stop the magnetic body and i drew a dry set of endorphin ,house of rockin mago bank books and look at me and look at me -and now look at what you done did
feel full pull and be a fatnano ,red swears to be blue and all this love smells like glue, i want my casket plastic ahla tup-a-ware and red is blue i swear
shallowing collossus
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He loves my chemical bodyshipwrecked on your sandy beachhere comes along a corduroy boyinsistent in a narcissitic mannerif the fruit of your garden grew onto my wayward pathi would not know what to dostaring at the sticky sweetness of my Desireof you fireburning my chemical worldlying on a sandy beachlying to the nightthe taste of man-made fruit still upon my lipssearching for airinhaling hairHe is standing beside meand I need not breathe
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Love is a rose so tender and true,
Deep down inside i hide my love for you,
maybe someday you'll see,
my love for you deep in side me.
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MANIAC
You take take your little knife
with its gleaming edge
Tonight you'll find another one
to add upon your list.
You kill them nice and slowly
Their faces screw up in pain
This brings a smile to your face
So you do it again and again.
You like to watch them suffer
As you have once done
You love the pain and fear
that shows on their faces
For doing nothing wrong.
By Jade Baum
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My Wish
Oh how I wish that I could fly,
On the beautiful wings of a butterfly.
Leaving behind all my sorrow and pain.
Cleansing my soul for joy in my vein.
To see the world every inch, every square.
Flying as close to the sun as I dare.
With the wind in my hair, the sun in my face,
Leaving behind all my shame, my disgrace.
Oh how I wish that I could fly,
On the beautiful wings of a butterfly
renee hindle
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What fleeting passion do you know?
What glorious demons can you show?
Thee who hast fallen, what fruit have you for me?
What beautiful darkness do you see?
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Why is what I do so wrong
why do I always sing this song
why cant some one be unique
its never like i used to think
why dose it have to be this way
why cant it all just go away
i guess I can get used to it
my life is now a fire lit
condemned to do as others do
and never see the good in new
like life its self a disgrace
i'll never know the human race
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FALLING APART
Help me god my world is spinning.
Why now just when I thought I was winning
Who am I where an I going?
Barbara T. Ricca
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Your Name
An opportunity awakens
Yet my dreams still sleep
i ask for your name
all i get is a glimpse
of your beautiful face
The clock keeps tickin'
with my heart, every beat
i find out your name
etch it into my thoughts
a very pleasantly pain
In just a matter of seconds
another moment will pass
i call out your name
but you don't hear me
my voice is silent again
air viv
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I've heard
being lost is worth the coming home-
and it was.
I had become a dim figure standing in the wind
without a coat
when
I saw you
shining in a puddle of self assurance
understanding me
before a word was spoken.
With your smile
you unloosed every beautiful sound
... and I..
couldn't believe
my ears.
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tripwire
and we fall forward
ruining beauty with analyzation
where can we run when thieves
chase us for our jewel?
where can we hide when we can
no longer run?
Understanding seems
to be a large part of the picture
and the picture is far from complete!
skip the wire
and walk on
enjoying every step.. and dance
along the way
just remember
fool's gold rests in the hearts of the lucky
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this is my poem so i throw them. the women i show them. give me ghost as yakub says toast. as-salaam alakium so i shake them and quakem. so i make it known that it all is blown like in a stadium writing poems at radium and then letting them all know this is my flow as i grow with the ill knowledge don't u know. let me flow more and more to the core. quasars to the core.
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Arachne
Burgeoning girl ridding the web,
Abandoning her pulpy cotton like dirty bathwater.
She slither-crawls on fingerclaws
to the edge of the bed,
and peers down
through straggled strands of hair
To the cobblestone rug,
one million arm reaches away.
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Desire:
- tender kiss
- beautiful secrets
- jungle music
- unending fantasy
- quiet night
- real beauty
- crystal snow
- mechanical moon
- pillow clouds
- creativity
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TO...
in the lonely room
i sit thinking of you
i know the price i'm paying
but what can i do?
so many seasons have come and gone
since i held you in my arms
so many cold and lonely nights
since i turned away
i should have stayed
now i don't know
what the lonely road holds
but i must try and make it through
'cause maybe someday
i'll be lying next to you
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"Staring at the wall"
As I stare at the wall
I see the monsters of my past
the busted 4 square balls,
the broken glass.
I see the shadows
and his face
with the angry expression
that never fades.
Then the nurse comes in
and changes my IV.
Painful as sin,
as it penetrates my skin,
And now does form
new images on the wall.
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washington
you left me standing in the rain
with a backpack full of memories,
pocketful of pain,
and a trunk locked with guilt;
my hitchhiking thumb blown cold
by the breath of your goodbye.
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playing w/you
'twas twelve twisted vines of twine
that hindered my quick production line - you
roll your eyes but soon you'll know me.
pity like that winds up below me - you
flatter weakly, weekly, daily
behind me stabbing, briskly gaily - you
slip like silver - poison teeth
sucking dry life underneath - you
know steps? where i tread?
(dark spread quickly spread)
deceit runs high - you
wonder why?
not true:
you.
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Flowers:
They sprout,
slowly rise,
bathe in the sun.
Faces upturned,
Eager,
Peaceful; Graceful.
Winter cold approaches,
Leaves wrinkle,
shrivel,
curl back on themselves,
To crumple to the ground.
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"THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE"
UNKNOWN TO MOST HUMAN'S IS THE TRUTH ABOUT LOVE!
THE HONESTY AND CARING....TOGETHER WITH THAT SO VERY
SPECIAL FRIENDSHIP THAT LEAD'S TO SUCH KNOWLEDGE
THE KNOWLEDGE OF DEEPLY KNOWING
"THE MEANING OF LOVE!"
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The Question of One Night
By Ashley Becker
A bit after dawn
A minute to late
A question was asked
Which led to her fate
A tear drop of death
Rolling down his chin
He committed the crime
,but she died for the sin
(Not complete Any Ideas any one)
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Success.
Aimee age 8
I entered a contest right across town. My mama said I would frown. She doesn't
believe that I can win. As a matter of fact I am so good I offered her a gin.
I know I know I will and it's such a pity they even Will couldn't resist a gin.
He told me at the end of the show I WON THE CONTEST! I WIN! I WIN!
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Consider
My landlady, Mrs. McDevitt,
an odd bird,
hair the color of spray polish
cocooned on her head,
lives as she says
on the only flat part of Mary Street.
Whatever rolls downhill lands in her lap.
Like the time, she insists
she refused to rent to that "Negro couple,"
and they came back with friends,
and chased her all the way down Vestal Ave. in hysterics,
elbows flying, her purse
clutched to her bosom.
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HAIKU
the sun on the sails
salt spray on my face and lips
look a flying fish
Lee 6-13-98
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the ebb and flow of the stars
desire breaks over the sands of time
answers and questions come
lee
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at night while i lay thinking here
some what-ifs crawled inside my ear
what-if i lost my only house key
what-if i found out my sister was a he.
what-if i picked a rose
what-if someone told me there was a booger hanging from my nose.
what-if my brother starts to cry
what-if i have to say BYE-BYE!!
i thought everything was swell and then
the night time what-ifs strike again!!!!!!!
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Looking into a Mirror
This is me breathing
feel the air with thy eyes
This is me blinking
see the truth with thy heart
This is me walking
taste the cruelty with
thy arms
This is me crying
touch me with thy words
This is me dying
remember me
with thy thoughts
I always was the wordy
one.
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DADDY
Your quivering form
sits nervous next to mine.
I watch you hold your shaking hands inside your lap
I wish to reach out --
smooth the worry lines that crease your forehead
But I hold the hymnal still inside my palm instead.
I form the words with an aching mouth
and aching cheeks
an aching heart
And watch you flutter haphazardly
(a butterfly with broken wings)
across the room.
kristjanne@hotmail.com
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EXPLOSION
The teddy bear holds a satin heart
reading "I love you."
Define love.
The satin heart explodes in the teddy bear's hands
and he spits on its ashes
prancing tiny teddy bear feet
in the messages left over blurred up words.
kristjanne@hotmail.com
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TO THE POET
i do not know you but am fascinated by you
it is not love, not yet,
but infatuation
you arouse my mind and
my body with your words
i have never seen you but i long
to be near you,
to hear your voice and feel your touch.
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MORNING
Tall trees silhouetted in the pre-dawn sky;
Far away a dog barks;
Further away a rooster crows,
Chanticleer welcoming the day.
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AMEN(America the Beautiful?)
Blood stained Indian crucifix
ashes burn scurvy eyes
cynical mouth of weeping wisdom
smashing bottles, mad with lies
Ambassador of vulgarity
consuming your plastic smile
American dream in a liquor store
military lines up in single file
Gun fires, takes careful aim
deeply embedded in the savage soul
concealing their demonic whispers
calculation of incarcerated control!
Written by Judah Thomas Zetterberg
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THE TREE
A seedling of a cedar
Overshadowed by sweetgum, oak, and maple;
A small, precious tree
Dwarfed by the leafless monsters in the cold December air;
Come spring its life will be choked out if it is not transplanted.
I am a stranger in a strange place;
I do not belong here.
It is so cold in this world full of hate.
Please, let me spread my roots and feel the warmth of the sun upon me;
Please, let me grow, let me flourish, let me live.
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Jeweled Ruby
together we shall be in the flesh
immortal as the soul of the moon and the earth
she possessed eyes of a cool jeweled ruby
legs as long as the forgotten night
a longing a need
for my prison
of the flesh
indeed!!!
in constant flight our souls collide(we both die)
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THE NEVERENDING NIGHTMARE
horror, terror
here he comes again
the fire breathing monster
smoke billowing from his nose
this monster feeds on human flesh
inflicting pain on others brings him joy
i am his helpless victim -
there is no escape.
fear, confusion
this nightmare never ceases
not only in the night-time
but when the sun shines, too
i do not see the sun, i
only see clouds of smoke -
and the fire breathing monster
there is no escape.
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Hold On
by Kara Masciangelo
- January 1998 -
She lives deliriously, like the wind;
Confused and crazed; restless and weary.
Smooth, pale skin, lusting the moon;
Languid eternity crushes her here.
But, from behind the banal chains of each day,
She will try to shine on 'til the summer.
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i love you you love me
sing a song
plant a tree
watch a movie
then you'll see
that i love you and you love me
we sit and stare
together we will forever be
as forever as a pair
as two makes three
we shall be
as fair as can see
you and i alone
happy sunshine
like a hug from grandma
a chance once taken
and the feeling of risk
our hearts pump as one
we share our little secrets
underneath the sun to dance the night away as one
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Home
Summer days.
Time rushes by.
It leaves me behind.
Behind me is everything,
In front, nothing.
I try not to think.
Thinking about we.
Togetherness with stars.
Nothing to understand.
I understand time.
It is for and against me.
but I will survive.
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TRY!
Count all the starfish on the beach,
Including those beyond your reach.
Though the number may seem great,
Just use your math to calculate.
Sure, it is a large amount
For a little kid like you,
Almost as high as the great blue sky,
But not too big for you to try!
CharlesAlbano@webtv.net
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TWILIGHT MIND
Simple-minded people
Are certain they are right,
Because they won't concede
To any shades of light.
But in the shades of twilight,
If given a chance to,
Graded thoughts parade
For open-minded view.
CharlesAlbano@webtv.net
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TO MY LOVER
Here I am, do what you want
There shall not be any inhibitions between us
Take my hand and journey with me
Where two lovers can release their lust
Don't be afraid to express yourself
Let your body be engulfed
By the tenderness that I give to you
By the comfort I give unto you
Change your state of mind
Let our souls intertwine
Forget all of your worries
And indulge in all of your fantasies of you and I
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BEAUTY
By ~Rori~
Something so trivial
Something so changing
Beauty
Remember when
You were a child
And your mother was beautiful?
After years of media
And social influence
She grew
Old
And haggard
In your eyes.
Beauty is only seen
to the pure
uninfluenced soul
So next time
You pick
Prod
Gouge
Out a person's beauty.
Look through a child's eyes
Pure
And free........
Akashianna@aol.com
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Steels the Spine
sanfrancisco such a place
goldengates hide her face
other sites pack'em in
goldengates bring'em back again
goldengates?
walls of plenty
wall'em in or out the many
matters not I play the ante
goldengates?
I eat cement
breath her fumes which I vent
no escape when all is spent
goldengates?
steel intertwined
you get yours, I'll get mine
staying just steels the spine
staying just steels the spine.
E.E.Biller (5/4/98)
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Kite in a Tree
The rhombic red mass looks lonely
drowning
in a wooden embrace
waiting
for a kiss
red
like Lennon's blood
pointed
like a finger
tangled
like me
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Look past my face
Stare into these eyes
Feel the pain from my heart
And see my soul has died.
My heart is cold
And full of ash
From once a fire burned
Lit by you match
Fueled by your passion
And quenched by your betrayal.
BRANDY WILSON
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CASTLE AND PSYCHOLOGY-i FOLLOW YOUR BROKEN ROAD
LOOKING FOR THAT LITTLE MEMORY, i CREATE, I SIGH
AND SHIVER WHEN I HIT UPON YOU, I AM A BULLET
GOD'S TESTIMONY, I CAN MAKE YOU SUBJECT
INNER WALLS CRACK AND FLOODS POUND IN YOUR VEINS
WHEN I COME AROUND, I SEE MEAT, I SEE MY SAVIOR BOWING
AT YOUR DIRTY FEET. . . . . .
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WILL.......
Will my ears hear your voice as you speak to my with your eyes?
Will your hands touch my heart and beat love's rhythm?
Will our bodies sweat the dreams of our youth and let them fade into the sheets?
Will time stand in our shoes and write our name with wrinkled fingers?
Will we still be?
Sheila Gunter 4/98
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In Just a Glance...
By EM SQUARED - Nu Urban Soul
Essentials
She was so beautiful
as she walked in -
talked in the sexiest tone
soft moans of silence
fill the air
eyes meet discretely
intense stares of passion
lasting forever
in just a glance...
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For Light-Skinned Brothas...
By EM SQUARED
(N.U.S.E.)
As I get nearer and nearer
To my bedroom mirror
Thinking wondering
Trying to find out
If it's all in my mind
Or is our kind now extinct
Becoming out of place
Not by race, but by description
I feel my affliction
No longer fitting in
Lips not full but thin
Skin not dark but light
DAMN! Something just ain't right...
Is it me, or do y'all just
Make a light-skinned brotha feel bad?
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Go Ahead
Go ahead to your new found way,
I'll try to control my sorrow.
Just leave me thoughts of yesterday,
And have your damn tomorrow.
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The Umbrella Parade
Rainy days are gloomy
The sky is sad and gray
A teardrop falls from
The face of a cloud
He says "I hope the sun soon comes my way!"
The cloud looks down
Upon the streets
A tear falls from his eyes
He sees polka dots and pinstripes
From umbrellas of every size!
He soon begins to smile
And the rain begins to fade
His tears have all dried up
This is the end of the umbrella parade!
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Pictures In The Sky
Have you ever seen a picture
Floating in the sky?
In the center of a cloud
A hat, shoe, or tie?
Or it may look like a frog
Or a scary crocodile
A kitten on a log
Or books in a pile.
You can see almost anything
From ice cream cones to toes
From butterflies to ladybugs
Or a face with a large nose
So on a cloudy day
In the grass I lie
Looking for a picture
Floating in the sky!
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LEAVES OF AN ASPEN
dry, hollow, cellophane paper chinese lanterns...
thinly veined wisps of parchment.. rustling in the breeze...
a thousand wooden balsa sticks... clamoring in exclamation!!!
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I was drawn by your gentleness,and the night the light fell blue on my pillowand you looked delicate, vulnerablelike a young boy,and how you stepped like a cat to my bedbecause you thought you were clumsy,and the way your thighs made my knees riseas we fucked side-by-side and I pressed your mouth harder on me.You with your soft skin.You with your sweet smell.You with your hang dog sit awhile eyes.Erased.
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Confession:
One dark and stormy night,
As I laid down to rest,
I knew what I had to do.
Confess! Confess!
But if I did,
I thought in my head,
I would wake the next morn
And find myself dead.
But nevertheless,
I had to admit,
T`was I was the one
That did it.
By: HyperNici
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I I had a teacher in 6ixth grade
she was fat and liked to bitch a lot
all she did was yell and hollar
while telling us to run a mile
i being the sucky runner myself
would make her life a lot harder
while she made mine a living hell
and that's all I got to say bout that
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NINE O'CLOCK RUSH TO NOWHERE
from "Visions of Long Dark Highways"
by
Jessica Kuzmier Bauer
City minds
Subway trains
rush rush rush rush
click clack click clack
Mad craze through the streets
As nine thousand gazillion horns cry
And brilliant minds plot
To rule the market
There is the robin
He flies above
Unseen but ever seeing
He perches on the 'scraper
And cocks his head
Watching the giants far below
Kill each other for food
In boxes of fine metal
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Numbed by a shroud,
The cold touch of death,
I look to the clouds
And with my final breath
My sins do I hide,
I pray for the light
My shackles cast aside
My soul takes flight.
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Bare foot
As I run bare foot through the cold morning air,
I can't help but fear,
That there is not a rock,
Waiting for my next footstep,
But I musn't fret,
I musn't slow,
Because it was my idea,
To run bare foot through the snow!
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
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I shall cast no shadow on this world that you doth own
I promise not to make one mark to dirty the land you call home.
I shall watch in silence as you love, then take a bride
Close my eyes as you consummate...my tears I swear to hide.
I shall tread so lightly over fields just streaked with dew
And watch carefully as the moonlight shines on its sweetest target...
You.
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STREET SIGNS
by:Laine Doublin
The girl who wears clouds
is now choking on rain
stepping on cracks
and drying her feet
just to walk on wooden
floors
she is crying in a sense
but she is not sullen
or confused or even in love
just wearing clouds
and choking on rain
slowly finding her way back
to where it
began
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Ode To Pain
Below, the ground is quaking
Above, the sky it's burning
Inside, my heart is breaking
My world has stopped from turning
My sun has ceased from shining
The clouds obstruct it's way
My moon has kept from rising
Since you've been away
And like the rain that's falling
My tears are falling too
Awaiting the rainbow's calling
When the light can shine on through
Peering out the window
Time passes oh so slow
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Early morn the sun arose
Above the mountain high
A memory trace, a sweet embrace
Of the girl I kissed goodnight
Now it seems that all my dreams
Have met with my request
A beautiful girl to share my world
My life is surely blessed
Whenever I think of her
I'll be singing a happy song
The load won't seem so heavy
The road ain't all that long
C. Deatherage
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REACH
Crazy I guess, so it seems
Living your life on hopes & dreams
But dreams come true when hopes are high
So take a number & reach for the sky
C. Deatherage
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"hail for nothing"
when the hours
fell cold,
i felt you
like a new sun,
but i am
all lies tonight,
all wasted air
and haunting dreams,
and you seem to
be flying somewhere,
off in skies
so alienated to me,
our love is
all too full,
all too strong
and lively......
our eyes are everywhere
but where they belong.
-t.matthew
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I Have Been Tramping
(From the Murovid)
I have been tramping
past the broken carcass shops
past the outburst of light
the riot of sound and dissonance
I have been tramping
through the liberties
the glowing haze
the gentle buzz
the quiet still
and now I return
to my wounded parapet
that overlooks the city
which smolders in the heat of mid-afternoon
now see the bustle of the driven ants
the honks and screeches of the heady traffic.
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Image
As i stared out the window
And gazed at the rain
I saw an image of you
I could not explain
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Through the staccato chirp
of the cicada ,
I hear the sunrise ,
its silent yellow heart
screaming for me
to live ...
Michael Gresley (6/10/1998)
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A recent Haiku
withering poppies
die without grief, knowing hope
lies in muddy seeds
Michael Gresley (6/9/1998)
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For those who still speak the language of the Bard...
By strained grace
we forswear our love
with honorable countenance...
virtuous orisons for fools.
The amorous bosom
is the thief of noble vows.
Aye, we find naught
so beauteous as the
consenting cheek of a
friend's traitorous love.
Hang restless kisses...
Hang tarrying desire...
Hang all upon love 's blade
for winter's vile storm
of disgrace to destroy.
Michael Gresley (6/8/1998)
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THE CHANCE
TIS ONE NIGHT LIKE NO OTHER THINE EYES HAVE SEEN THESE DAYS
THE CHANCE OF A LIFETIME HATH AT LAST WELCOMED THINE WAY
IN HOPE AS THOU PRAYER THIS SHALL BE THE DAY
FOR TIS,
THE ROAR OF THE CROWD THAT MAKES THEM DANCE
THESE HAUNTED HALLS OF SACRED CHANCE
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"The Beach"
By: Jamie H. Age 11
I sit on a sand dune,
And sing to the sea's tune,
There the sea gulls screech,
High above the beach,
The waves are pounding on the shore,
Daring me to come once more,
Out in the distance,
On the horizon of the setting sun,
I see my time here is now done.
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The Mountains
By: Jamie H. Age 11
The mountains are so tall,
The majesties of it all,
So majestic and so large,
In an army, they'd be in charge,
I'd like to go and stay,
To spend my childhood at play,
To become an adult,
The mountains like a pile of salt,
My children would fantasize, grow, and learn,
And take life's sudden turns,
On and on the generations come,
To the mountains in the sky so blue,
And make a memory or two.
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Updated June 6, 1998
You Again
I'd give my sight to touch you again
I'd lie and fight to feel your soft hand
I'd roam the earth to find your sweet voice
I'd give my life if there were a choice
I'd offer my wealth now useless to me
Surrender my dreams I've longed for to be
I'd sell my soul to feel yours once more
Give up my heart and wait at death's door
I'd give all of this and so much more
To have you here like we were before.
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Just For Me;
Hello
everything is so complex within her
like a painting
fake, beautiful,
colors united as one
and
boxed by a frame.
this is she. . . .
---Jean Alfonso
18 May 1998
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if love is like a rose,
then i am the flower
and you are the thorns.
i am beautiful until
winter comes wilting
me in to an ugly mess
winter is when some-
thing goes wrong. you
are forever protecting
me from harm that is
your job and you do
it with the love that
no one else can----
until i aggravate you
then you are so harsh
i wilt into depression
and the thought------
no one loves me but
then you are there
repenting waiting to
say I LOVE YOU
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The darkness is coming for me ,
The light is fading I can not see ,
The darkness is so cold in its everlasting pain ,
Fighting to hide it like an underlying stain ,
Yelling and screaming to get out of my hole ,
Like a wretched demon taking over my soul ,
(NOT COMPLETE)
Brandon Wegner
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The Person in the Puddle
The person it the puddle
looks strangely familiar
As if I've seen her before
But I just can't recall
who it is
not at all
But she still looks strangely familiar!
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My Fragile Garden
by Kelly Evans
I walk through a garden
Lovely in the morning sun.
With Honeysuckle vines
And dewy Morning Glories.
Butterflies dance among
Asters clustered along
The whitewashed picket fence.
A breath of fresh air
Fills my lungs.
Sweet fragrances ascend
From all around me.
Roses of all shades
Wave gently in the breeze,
And all is calm
In my garden of joy.
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Little is known about it
of fairy tale endings
vexation of impossible dreams
exhaustive searching for disappointment
Happiness is my pain
and my whimsical pursuit
tattered and bleeding
enjoying this looming discourse
Spite this mind
again for my serenity
dilute the blood with revelation
Youth and beauty
obsession obscenity
universal male suffering
Maligned manifestations
evading peace...
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TATTOO
The vile ways of death
set upon
my empty soul
cruel children
run through out my memories
searching
hate
The wild world
dismisses my sorrows
claiming it is nothing
I am a dark youth
as if these emotions
can be eliminated by a growth spurt
These pure
Raw
feelings, rip me apart inside
yes I am dismissed
again
and again
and again
I am less of a person
I feel only processed feelings
Tell me
Is that how it is?
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In the midst of many; I am still alone.
With so many voices; I still hear silence.
So many tear to shed, but my eyes remain dry.
I have learned so many words, and yet
not one was found to fit how I feel.
Through the cluttered mess we call life;
I am still empty.
Written by:
Sarah Christianson
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Men
They drool, they drink, they're disgusting
they drool over women
they drink out of fear
they're disgusting for the heck it
oh dear oh dear
They're always watching the game with their buds,
While were cleaning after him and his duds.
It's just not fair, they make all the rules
And we sit and listen, like a bunch of fools,
but now it's time we look large
and kick their butts
So were in CHARGE!!
By:
Lorenza Daniel
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Dark light shines on my eye
I make a wish and watch my dreams die.
Hope, fate and tenderness,
Your voice shows your gentleness.
Eyes of fire, smoke and death.
Fear is welcomed by my breath.
Love, hatred, time for a good-bye,
Watch as I sit, watch as I cry.
Tears of wealth, sadness and joy,
Cries of happiness, do you think I'm your toy?
Puppet strings make me dance,
I avert my eyes afraid of your glance.
I'm suddenly lost in blues and grays,
You lock me up I count the days
I awake with a start and several cries,
I saw all this in just your eyes.
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His golden rays of light bring happiness to me.
The way his eyes shine so bright, they always set me
free.
Every time he smiles, he dries up all my tears.
His rays of hope, his warm embrace, the way he holds
me dear.
I can't explain the way I feel when he holds my
hand.
I wonder how it is that I have such a wonderful
man.
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a tear that falls, new life begins
as sadness and joy come forth from within
a new baby born with a life full of love
an uprising start like a flying white dove
a memory or two to remember one's dreams,
a life giving love bursting it's seams,
the end is now near and life says goodbye,
a tear that falls, very last cry.
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I wish for you
I wish you were here
to tell me you love me
to hold me forever
I wish for you
I wish you told me every thing
to would tell me all your secrets
to let me be a part of you
I wish for you
I wish, but this will not be
you will not love me
you will not tell me
I will not wish for you
Jeni Plemmons
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FRANKENSTIEN BOLTED OUT THE DOOR HIS GREEN GRIMACED FACE ELATED: TO HIS BRIDE HE RAN STIFF LEGGED HIGH UPON HIS SHOES ELEVATED: HIS SCARS SHE DIDN'T SEE BUT TRACED HIS STICHED BROW SO COQUETTISHLY: BLUSHING AS SHE SAID I DO- TO 10,000 VOLTS OF ELECTRICITY!
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"Xenophobia"
By D. A. Stafford
You will always be that stranger who came to life
When I told my words to you;
A sham that was believed to be real.
That, maybe, I could be a lover's martyr.
An avalanche of terror
When I took your smile away.
It would seem I'd be a stranger to you
Until the end.
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when i had you
i had something to die for
but
without you
there's no reason to live
-miche'le
-------------------------
i wake from my dreams
to the cold reality
of an
empty bed
and an empty heart
-miche'le
------------------------
"To the angel who changed me"
towers fall to my feet
the rain begins to pour
moonlight disappears
the eagles cease to soar.
life is diminishing
my heart is torn in two
then the angel takes to flight
and light is breaking through.
gleaming, shining
see the angel fly
wings as white as snow
my melancholy dies.
if my angel leaves
my soul shall fear
the way my life had been before
the angel wiped my tears.
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TUMOR
You replace your blues, by giving me blacks
You cant live with the blues, so you take my pink
Now your pink with envy, & i'm just black & blue
aRiE22@webtv.net
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Early Rise
Anticipating the rise of the Golden Dome.
The dew still covers the grass like chocolate covering a pretzel.
It smells as thought it has just rained
you know the clean fresh smell after a short summer thunderstorm.
The birds have just begun their early morning errands.
I turn for a brief moment and it is all over.
The world is once again busy
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MAY THEY REST IN PEACE
God saw you were getting tired,
And a cure was not to be,
So he put his arms around you,
And whispered, "come to me"
With tearful eyes we watched you,
And saw you pass away,
Although we loved you dearly,
We could not make you stay.
A golden heart stopped beating,
Hard working hands at rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us,
He only takes the best.
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Betrayal is a red-toothed tiger,
That has a desire to kill,
But will never live because betrayal
Is the end.
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UNRETURNED LOVE
My tears ripping away at your soul
Your heart becoming
It usual steel
Love ripping away at my flesh
Unreturned
to me
In this state I am unfit
to live without you
I have no real needs
or wants
That are truly my own
I am simply a product
of unreturned love
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They don't care
They say they care when they really don't
They say they'll help when you know they won't
You hope this all will come to an end
Oh but it will with a quick bullet whose your only friend
You fall to the floor dazed and confused
Your glad it's over now you don't feel used
A few years later your still not there
But it's OK, because they still don't care.
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A gentleman true,
has eyes only for you.
Holding doors, pulling chairs,
the other women stare- where can they find their gentlemen true?
For gentlemen true,
will always find new,
New ways love, to cherish you close,
to show you that only he can love you the most.
Yes, gentlemen true,
Princes with shoes,
for a Cinderella girl,
whose time in this world,
will shared..
For a gentleman true,
has eyes only for you...
---------------------------------
Watching
Your eyes I melt,
Shedding uncertainty
For sheer bliss, having discovered
The one
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A songbird singing and a soft soul swinging away,
I walk past this memory into a liquor store,
I get a bottle of amnesia and walk to my apartment,
five shots into it, I cut her name into my hand.
What if I bleed so much, I forget?
What if I stayed in the drink for so long, there was nothing to remember?
Oh, she used to jumpstart my days with a kiss,
but now I am so dead and nonelectric.
I never even got a kiss goodbye.
J.Christopher Ramsey
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The Leylandii -
their sudden absence noticed
by saddened pigeons
----------------------------
Pacing back and forth
Without a thought in my head
Without a wonder in my mind
What to do....
what to do....
what to do....
But then it happens
A spark a flash
An inspiration
What to do....
What to do....
What to do....
I run for a pen
And forget the paper
write on my hand
With permanent ink
What to do....
What to do....
What to do....
I stumble
I fall
Over myself
I have a thought, I have a wonder, I have an inspiration
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Tearless Love
I cry tearless cries
to the fearless skies.
The watchful gods shed a tear
for my death is their fear.
The suns beamful rays
follow me through the days
making sure nothings in my way.
Ol'mighty god above
please send me s dove
to protect me from thins love.
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Window of the Mind
The soft blowing of the wind
gently swaying thoughts of the mind.
Questions are flying encased
with no answer in place.
Grief and regret seem in reach
as a ray of reality beams on a distant beach.
Quick and violent
the winds melody is silent.
My mind lays still
as thought fill
with the everlasting quest
to solve this mess.
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I am your tomb stone, they say. Your only true child, the only one in deed.
I am to carry on what is left of you. What is left of you? Only that of which
you have left behind. would that be only me? What then would that make me, but
a tomb stone, no life of my own? Expectations of those who loved you so, if only
they could see this world through my eyes, see this world they created for me...
through the eyes of a child, what a better place this would be.
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No more the last words of our Bond do you speak,
no more in public do you anything but wave and glance,
Denounce me once you are free and see if I come to you,
only in your dreams to show you the Wound, open and bleeding that once was my heart.
Denounce me but forget not that I loved you like no other,
and that Love in My Heart will not Die as did yours.
Mine is True love and hence True Pain!!!!!!
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Chemistry, thou art my friend
and I am thou enemy.
Thou hast no fury greater than the pits of Heck
Hamsters are the friend of e.e. cummings.
Oh poopy.
Hamsters shall live in multiplicity
and conquer the mortal world.
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Emptiness
I can feel the emptiness slip quietly in,
I can feel the bleakness seeping through,
I can feel the cold, darkness running through my veins,
I can feel my liveliness slip away,
I can feel my feelings silently disappear.
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http://home.pacbell.net/shabels/heart.html
(graphic poem accessed by pointing curser at each moon image in sequence)
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he Hope/
The hope I once carried /
a few short weeks ago /
has seemed to have /
vanished/
The hope I once sought/
has not come back to me/
Although you say /
do not keep the hope/
I know deep down /
I am still searching /
for that hope/
if any/
to carry my heart /
through the rest of/
these trying times/
or to continue/
somewhere else/
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TODAY
TODAY I WAS GOING TO CALL YOU
TODAY I WAS GOING TO CARE
YESTERDAY WAS FOREVER
TODAY LIFE IS UNFAIR
WHY CAN'T WE BRING BACK FOREVER
OH HOW I WISH WE COULD
IF WE COULD BRING BACK YESTERDAY
LIFE WOULD BE ALL GOOD
TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY
WHAT WILL HAPPEN THEN
I WISH I COULD BRING BACK YESTERDAY
SO TODAY CAN BEGIN.
BY:BECKY NICGORSKI
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People you meet that haze your vision
should clearly be avoided
Let the eye crust of the world
be wiped away by the morning fingertips
that bring in a new day---
Erin O'Sullivan
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HELIUM
"On the contrary,"
the welfare lady
whispered,
"Heaven is coming to
you!"
I heard none
of this,
distracted by the
cramps
I clawed at my
arm-
and tried to float.
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HAIKU
We all will grow old
to second guess choices made
today i am young
------------------------
"THE NOTHINGNESS OF LIFE"
Nothingness envelopes me.
The path is empty.
I turn to speak.
Why am I here? I ask.
But no one answers me.
Alone with my thoughts.
They are killing me.
ALONE ---
It's just a phrase.
But it cuts like a knife.
Through my very soul.
Will no one rescue me?
I cry to the darkness.
I cry to the nothingness around me.
Still no answer.
Then it hits.
I'm all alone forever.
ALL ALONE ---
FOREVER.
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father
faith
abloom
truthful
habitable
eager
rapport
katrina nickersonemail
teensy11@webtv.net
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"Society and Me"
They say:
Play tough
They say:
Live long
They say:
Give up
They say:
Go on
They say:
Don't show your fear
They say:
It's all right to be scared
They say:
It's okay to cry
They say:
Don't shed a tear
They say:
Act like a lady
And they say:
Be a man
But I say:
Screw them!
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A child has been taken
From my early womb
For a love
My baby has left me
I shall see no screaming children
Of my own
I am bare
and empty
A woman with no progress
I woman
who is no true woman
I am envious
of you
take your child in your arms
Hold it
I will watch, feel an emptiness
A mortal emptiness
Great in the depths of my soul
(hold your child and love it, for I am 16, and found out that will never happen to me)
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-hate-
An undying passion,
An uncontrollable urge.
A surge of empowerment.
Gripping the ever strong,
and mutilating the ever-weak.
Imploding the known world
with maliciousness and spite,
creating chaos.
Why must an aeonian emotion
be prevalent in this celestial sphere,
we call Earth?
Can one hate hate?
It's a never-ending cycle
of antagonism.
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"burdens at peace"
Of burdens to be, of burdens that came; the pain on me now isn't
nearly the same.
Burdens that thru the past are forgotten....blown
away...not equal, not nearly, to those of today.
Those in the future:
conceivable somehow, not slightly meaningful as those of right now.
But who comes to release the war between peace? It's love that loves through
burdens at peace.
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Dawn rising
orange
over
Monterey Bay
Otters whack rock
to shell
on chests
Pelicans dive,
Screeching seagulls
gather round for scraps
Sea lion surfaces
swims with lone surfer
Waning half moon
hangs in the sky
Morning prayers
and thanks
oh my
a great way
to start a day
----------------------------
His Number One Girl
He looks at me with those sensual eyes
But that's all a bunch of lies
Actually sex is all he wants me for
I'm nothing to him but a whore
Everyone can see that, I don't care
All that matters is he's there
I'm with him, he's with me
I want more, can't he see?
I want him for more than making love to
He's so blind, he has no clue
Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't, maybe he doesn't want to see
His number one girl is all I want to be.
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HAIKU 2
Try to imagine
These parachute words. No Stop.
No free safety net.
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money
is the root of happiness,
too bad it doesn't grow on trees,
like fruit,
too bad it comes from factories,
and is not made from honey
bees,
but if it's so true...
that money doesn't not come
from,
the earth,
and does not have,
a pulse,
then maybe,
the happiness it brings,
is false...
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I desire a certain woman
Strong I think
Perhaps determined
I desire a balanced girl
Regulated
Intelligent
I require a soft woman
Gentle as the morning fog
Warmer than my coldest fear
I love the woman
I need the woman
She is her woman
I pray I am her man
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Guardian Angels
Guardian Angels are all around
Even though we may not see them
They protect us even though we may not feel them
Looking down upon us with heavenly smiles
They watch us as we go one more mile
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Small, gentle ferret,
Doing what the ferrets do,
she is so little
----------------------
A HEART
BY CHERMEKA ROLLINS
I CAN GIVE THIS HEART
TO MY MOM
WHEN SHE IS IN
PAIN
AND WHEN SHE IS DOWN
TO THE
GROUND
------------------
when my dad calls he tells me
about the storm when
he says things about the little twisters
---------------------------------------------------------
Speaking in words
I can barely hear
You lower your eyes
as your lips near my ear
If a whisper could scream
you'd shatter my head
I can hear what you're saying
but not what you've said
-------------------------
Restraints in a Crowded Barn
some times
though you hate to believe it
you find
you've been talking wrong
sometimes
the world's a stage
your poems
get read in some invisible theater
some times
though you hate to believe it
you shouted
FIRE ! at the wrong end of the horse
Some times
all the librarians
have matches
and accuse you of the crime
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curled in a ball, in this cold empty tomb
terror shines violently, it shines through my eyes
silence now torments my fading, useless corpse
a rage of darkness enters my shadow
my unknown fate delivers this hell
confusion and shame, i tremble of death
Sarah Felger
5/6/98
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Marriage is not for the timid
You must be willing to die
If there is lipstick on your collar
You must be willing to lie
Stand up for your rights
Those Playboys are reading material
You must be willing to fight
And demand your own kind of cereal
You want the bed
If she's going to be angry all night
But if your lockout instead
The couch will be all right
---------------------------------
Past, Present, Past
I was your past
She is your present
God knows who will be your future.
I wish I were your present instead of your past.
If I were your present I would wish I were your future,
Or I'd rather be all of them above,
Or like I am
One of these than none of them.
-Mayra Flores-
(Dedicated to Esteban Benitez Garcia!)
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SILENT PRAYER
A child sneaks through summer dark
Hunting cicadas by ear alone
He is distracted by leaf-ghosts
Humming on a baffle of wind
There under the warm rains of slumber
He dreams that souls taste like lemons
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SONG
There is only sky where I come from
The birds the air the light in minds resume
Shallow waters come to see the foam
Bringing with them pearls to be alone
Now the folds of spring are singing new
Washing clean the stone supporting day
The quiet winds coming from the bay
Are telling me to say I love you
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and that which was clear
the path ahead
laced with dreams
now a murky shadow
buried beneath blood and revenge
and that which was behind me
the life before
upon the forest throne
now far away
locked behind a demon's door
and that which was fear
my thoughts within
springing from flowers of chance
now hope reborn
separated from youthful days
-Louis Stavrides
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Watercolor Pictures
Tiny flecks of images
scramble in my mind,
Trapped by corner cobwebs
disjointed from all time.
Like watercolor pictures
the colors bend and blend.
What is happening now,
recalls the hurt from then.
All the white-hot rage
flows free in me again.
-------------------------------
Aspiring
I am in the shadows
cast by masters, grand.
I am but a whisper,
a pebble in the sand,
a wave upon the ocean,
an echo down the hill.
Today, just a sliver
of the dream I will fulfill.
--------------------------
Broken Hearts and Broken Rules
We've talked of many years gone by
We've talked of pain and fear inside
We've been in love, they've touched our hearts
It's called broken love and broken hearts
They say forever until the end
The rules they break, the rules they bend
Now love exists or so many say
But it comes and goes. It never stays
What is really love, can you define
Is it really there, or just a line.
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MORE THAN WORDS CAN SAY
I LOVE YOU MORE
THAN WORDS CAN SAY
MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU
MORE AND MORE EACH DAY
I WISH I COULD EXPRESS THE WAY I FEEL
ITS SO WONDERFUL
I CAN'T BELIEVE ITS REAL
AND IF I WERE TO DIE TODAY
I WANT YOU TO KNOW
I LOVE YOU MORE THAN
WORDS CAN SAY
BY: TANIS PHILLIPS
AGE 13
tanis19@webtv.net
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