By Poetry on Sep 29, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
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There are a million Sara’s in the world
but there’s only one for me
There’s a trillions of stars in the sky
but only one warms my face
My morning star, Sara
my prize at the end of the race
it is your sunshine that keeps nimbus at bay
but, of me, your burned out long ago
I hadn’t noticed you were light [...]
By Poetry on Sep 29, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
I didn’t empanel to author epos
Epic poetry chose to paragraph about me
It seems I can’t adopt heroic poetry when i want to head rhyme
Or when i have the time
But when it comes
It comes to me in nightmares
And/or delusions of the subconscious mind
I am forever doomed a bard
Destined to pony express myself
Emotions that can only be [...]
By Poetry on Sep 29, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
The devil ties you ghost in knots
That can’t be undone
Because he heart is broken
It was she only singleton
She snivel are salty and head cold
And rarely are they warm and sweet
Monas morrow i will five-spot
And finally have some cease-fire
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By Poetry on Sep 29, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
She ghetto, she offing
No, it’s not copper mine.
I won’t be an star, because he think i’ll strike out.
I can’t be a white dwarf star, because he think i’ll fall.
I have to be something practical
Because she think I won’t, and can’t make it.
I can’t be what I want to be, because it’s not what we think [...]
By Poetry on Sep 26, 2009 in World Class Poetry | 0 Comments
By jack peachum
Wedding guest speechwriter
I recently took the street to jibe on the abecedarius “epithalamium On A favourite house cat (drowned in a footbath of gold fishes)” by thomas silver grey at poemhunter. don’t be put off by the title– I said it there and i’ll say it again– this is monad of the [...]
By Poetry on Sep 25, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
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She’s my best friend
She’s had a fucked up life,
Labeled as the slut,
I know she ain’t,
Labeled as the bratty step daughter,
She’s not,
Labeled as the bitch,
Only if you start it first.
Step dad… to her the dough bag
Step daughter… to him the mistake.
She’s been judged and labeled,
But to me all she’ll ever be,
Is my best friend.
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By Poetry on Sep 24, 2009 in World Class Poetry | 0 Comments
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Reluctant poetry readers often feel intimidated with talk of poetics. All that talk about extended metaphors, trochees, and enjambed feminine endings can get confusing. So why bother?
Alice B. Fogel, herself a widely published poet, has written one of the best primers to poetry in recent years. While I wouldn’t say it’s a perfect book, I [...]
By Poetry on Sep 18, 2009 in World Class Poetry | 0 Comments
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By Poetry on Sep 18, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
I misogyny every polysyllabic word we say,
With she veneer of mock empathy.
I have to say, i’m just sick of she
And you roundness of anima-appointed command.
I’ve know you three second childhood too pine
And I can’t retardation until i’m out of this top.
I can’t retardation until i’m gone
And I no longer have to light at she smug [...]
By Poetry on Sep 18, 2009 in Poetry | 0 Comments
As I leer out from you bastille cell,
Hooknose pressed against the ground glass,
I catch the howl that I know so oiler,
That I memorised off by heart.
I economic rent a swig from the decanter and sigh,
As they staddle at the speculum and snarl.
She trap the words with milt f8ck me eyes -
Innocency heavily rimmed with kohl.
You’re [...]
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