Category: Poem
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Haiku G-spot
The rain came by Leaving water puddles I got mud with love
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Thoughts galore
Boy! Been working on this last poem and it sure seems to always need some improvement. Even when I am moderately satisfied with it I go back and give it a second look. I try to be consistent with the images that the words convey. I guess loathing pronouns or adverbs and participles doesn’t help…
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Haiku #0000004
Typing like hammers light bright as nails My head hurts today
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Stockholm Rucks
Taking an aimless stroll Through these tacit atmospheres I gaze about aloof Near throngs of people by Slowly making headway An halcyon wanders into view A solace embraces my senses That wavers through and by Along noised urban voices People sway to and fro Intersecting between spaces Leaving only hollow voids Seized by their loneliness…
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Haiku #00000000001
Daylight becomes nightfall wheels spinning on end woke up today
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Exequies
Today brings new life Our dying self expires We kiss goodbye forever A new self arrives Thinking we them rid Hid indeed they did For habits remain insistingly Or we but mourn? No more to be (sayeth we) Yet ghosts linger on Possesing our newfound selves Ensuing us into battle Our memories bristly live Failing…
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Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl
Reading now: Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl Hate network covers darkness futile escape eyes everywhere ye of hope run to me embrace will I your precious ambition Even if you’re caught lashing out lasting pain the hate network dies everytime you freedom try the pain and memory remains in our crying swelling…
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Silly you
The wavy hair flung loose on her shoulders and the smile adorned her looks I looked and saw her resplandencent glitter come out of her eyes the persona raptured me with her self I felt good all over
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Esposas visuales
Only once it stood there a japanese wooden artifact T’was I who saw it the most staring at it endlessly I cried laughter and tears of joy rolled I stared at it on and on sliding through its curves one by one I relished the emotional ride I pondered the relation the space between me…
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lonely sentient
Only once it stood there a japanese wooden artifact T’was I who saw it the most staring at it endlessly I cried laughter and tears of joy rolled I stared at it on and on sliding through its curves one by one I relished the emotional ride I pondered the relation the space between me…