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Poems about free verse
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His smile pleases me, so warm and inviting, / his laugh is strong and soothing, / his touch sends electricity running through me, / and as for me... / MY smile is crooked and contained, / MY laugh is vigorous, loud, and out of control, / my ma
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Written words / from her head / shattered dreams / of lovers dead / / / like roses plucked / for her scrap book / mildewed men / w
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Holocaust related, memoir.
by ACpoetry
179 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 28 9:03 PM. In Dark, Free verse, Life, Thoughts, Sad, Angst, Haiku, Anguish, War, Musings, Religion
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On a rainy night / in the east village / you can't remember / the last time you spent / together / you wonder if she's well / if only you knew / what became of her / / more and more you become accustomed / to your unacceptabl
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what are words / but thoughts in our minds / that have broken through / that latched gate that is our lips / whether its to yourself / or to a friend / words can mean so much to us / and say so little / what are promises / but words that
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/ Watchful eyes sleeping, through the whirlwinds my thoughts echoed back to the starting conclusion that brought them to begin with. I sen
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/ >Our almighty god's creations, lets open our spiritual eyes and quickly identify the devils temptations. A sugar coated lie… evil holds
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/ > / In walking distance, the 100 mile stare a U.S Marine's only weakness / Destination; / To fit among the misfits , inside an office we can not sit, among the ties and suits most of us
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Sunlight on white blossoms / two dogwwod trees beside the window / lovers, each dreams the other / / so close they grow / in such proxim
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Clipping the obituaries, / I am very careful / not to cut / through any / of the text. / / Not even the text / of the obituaries / s
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heart reaches / the point where river / blocks his path / halfway down the mountain / where looking back sky / is brilliant blindness / casting shadows all around / / distorted faces laugh / speaking with whispering voices /
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Misunderstanding, generally.
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Two little sail boats / sailed along together / along the peaceful coast. / / The tide rushed in / then quickly changed direction. / Caught between the ebb and flow. / / One little boat was beached. / The other slid / back into the c
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Their once green leaves / now shed / they shiver in the cold / and we can see what now is gone / / abruptly frozen / in the late autum
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/ There comes a time in everyone's life when cold and alone is what we feel. / / That time for me, was a short and a long time ago both equal in length . / / I felt alone in a room surrounded by others. / / I was cold in a mid-summers ni
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hanging by a thread / the last of its kind, / gripping it tighter, / i'll hold on this time. / i won't let it fray, / oh God, don't let it
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Up and down the aisle the little girl runs / Look at her now she's having such joyous fun / She knows no worry still too new to care / And need not understand to have the faith to dare / / With turning head her now-wrinkled eye views the sun
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War during the Revolution.
by ACpoetry
165 words, 9 comments,
on Nov 22 2:53 PM. In Sad, Dark, Free verse, War, Imagery, Musings, Sadness, Perception, Other
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These days are slow / And these nightes are long / Because the distance feels as though / A million miles seperates us / No phone calls, and no letters / Can give any justice for how I feel / But these words I write come close
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Just A Man / / When they tell me I am like my father / I brood, I had hoped to make more of myself / Well, perhaps there's still time / at
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Fact / Fiction / Free expression / Real emotion / Democrat / Republican / Tears / Hurt / Pain / Joy / Excitement / All are welcome / In poetry’s world / Find the strength / Grab a pen / And start freeing your spirit /
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This is not anger I vent, or annoying problems that hold no meaning to such dominant humans. This venting is that of the power of words. / / What are words? Well, a group in verses may create your so called poetry, or emotions t
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I'm wearing your pride, / Your joy, / Your honor, / Your dogtags. / I told you once / That I didn't want them, / But you gave them anyway. / So now I sit here, / With a chain around my neck. / I'm proving I'm yours / To keep. / So pl
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Lying on the floor at midnight / Shattered, and silenced / No one felt remorse / No one felt compassion / The light slowly fading / No one notices / Memories with every breath / Tears and blood pool on the floor / Such shame must be burned
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The thickness of the air the hardness of the cold / only bad can have its final way / / In this oppressing storm: / Trees are cellophaned in sleet the road is wind-raked / / Hardened: hollow trees drying in the wind / Surounding an icy po
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See if anyone knows what this is about. I'll tell you in the notes at the end.
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