Repaired

Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small and humble Still we stand and stand tomorrow Many years we spent in sorrow Sincere love or lust to borrow? But we stood despite our stumble Many years we spent in sorrow Where we sat so small...

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My Greatest Fear

What I am has been thrown aside The law and doctors now decide They see an evil monster here And "friends" no longer hold me dear To them, I have forever died. But did my old self go to hide? My soul misplaced in time and space My mouth won't...

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In Search of Purpose

I daily walk the border line, With terrors new each day, Between the sane or slow decline To madness deep I sway But you have kept me here with trust Because you care for me Preserved on Earth, I must adjust Through death I'll never flee My...

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Stillness

Free verse, but has some structure to it, because i like rhyme schemes and such. haven't written a poem i've deemed decent enough for uploading anywhere in a few years, so kinda nervous about this and the next few.

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The Trapped Bird

This is my song- the song of a trapped blackbird. I long for the days when i was free, free from envy, free from jealousy, free from these artificial proscriptions the higher-ups and the faceless guys at the top put on me. Instead, I find myself...

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I Think About Revenge Most Every Day

I think about revenge most every day. I pray for it, to it. I draw its eye. I hive its hissing hornets in my heart. I wear its mask and mantle. People say They do not understand how you can live Like that. No more do I! Yet nonetheless I must...

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Accompanied by Tornado Siren

I do like the sonnet/blank verse/ rhymed envoi pattern it produced. i think it deescalates and escalates similar to the way that musical theatre might use breaking into song, lapsing back into dialog, then having a big finishing number.

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Hodgepodge! (the first)

Kay, so here's what I could manage for this week = ) It's a three-part hodgepodge chapter, and it's one of those give-the-world-resonance insertions. To tell you the truth, I wanted to get you guys more of the orgy, but I both overdid it on the RP yiff...

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I've Lost Count of the Homes That I Have Lost

On the plus side, i think this "sonnet, blank verse, envoi" form has promise, it needs a name though. i've lost count of the homes that i have lost. one time too many i've been driven out.

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Animal Hunger

The taste slides over tongues lapping at the mouths of caverns, wildly gulping down clouds of meat-scented smoke. Another flavor, piquant and alive, tempts analogies to violence. Picture pocket knives inscribing sordid rhymes at an orchard's edge,...

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Dancing Away the Human - A Poem

Dancing When you don't know how, Still feels good. Two left feet don't matter. Because you forget your human body And find a better one For the length of a melody. Taken away Carried by regret Hugged by your inhibitions And snuggled by...

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Beating Summer Heat

Yelled verse, a black and grey fox. leon laughed at the exchange which caught the attention of the mage fox. verse grinned and approached leon slowly "wait...what are you doing...verse no!"

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