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Under the Golden Autumn Sun — Stephen Fernbach	Under the blistering sun Of the year 2022, I remain cool and cozy at home With little to do But to jot down some obscure verses That will soon be...	47 views Rate it
I am Ameterine — Jo-Anne Pigram	It was a myth. I was never Amethyst. The truth of mine. I am Ameterine. The sacred place Between earth and space. Combined A force to be...	47 views Rate it
Overcoming Betrayal — Alexander Rohman	Don’t tell me tales and lie to me, Be up front so I can see. Don’t hide what I need to know, Don’t be my friend and betray me so. I am honest and...	46 views Rate it
Why I Write — Jeffrey Rollins	Why do I write? Who listens to me? Who is my audience Squinting to see? In the dark abyss they sit. Desperate, helpless, hopeless Yearning for...	46 views Rate it
Old Dog, New Tricks — Swati Ravi Nain	Old Dog, New Tricks By Swati Ravi Nain I remember Ammi at forty. She seemed to me then, as ancient and unshakeable as a tree. Her forty was...	46 views Rate it
Barbara Lynn — Jim Rainey	I would take the heartache and regret; Embrace the tears that cross my face And pause upon my chin to know Another day of joy will come when I am once...	46 views Rate it
The Grass Dancers — Georgia Gill-Elkins	The Grass Dancer As moonlight shimmered upon the grass And stars glistened the dark The drums and the singers began I watched him walk into...	46 views Rate it
Is and If — Richard Webb	Is moves to if If is the perfect is Is is happier if If pushes is If is after is If and is become one Is and if mated If and is for a moment ...	46 views Rate it
Waiting for you — Yaaya	If I were a season If you come like wind I realized You were in my life In a weeping past Dealing with tears I had a love of my own That was not...	45 views Rate it
Tetelestai — Conrad Aiken	Tetélestai ...	45 views Rate it
Crying Uncle — SS	I have given up On yelling at the sky The sky has probably given up on me...	45 views Rate it
Cemented — Rick Wojtala	New York Yankees is the most American team that symbolizes professionalism. Babe Ruth making the pastime spectacular, rich, and an event. Paul O’Neill...	45 views Rate it
A City and a Tower — Kemael Johnson	My name was Araceli in the evening when we danced, darkness against the dark, and he joked about erecting spiraled towers from the dirt. “We will be...	44 views Rate it
You are One In Million! — Narayani Singh	I was in dark when when you entered my life like a beautiful soul feels like made for me one in million. In this world of selfishness , you helped me...	44 views Rate it
The Hole — John S Bentley	The Hole It’s just an empty hole black and dry the deeper I fall the further it goes no matter how hard I try when I look back from where I fell it ...	44 views Rate it
Some Day, Not Today — Helena B	Some days its water consumes the bed, Some days the river is nothing but a sheet of blanket to the bed, The fishermen pray for the former, They will...	44 views Rate it
Riding with Charon the Ferryman — Katy Smith	Crossing the River Styx With Charon as the ferryman, They separate themselves From the realm of the living As they enter the portal To a fading...	43 views Rate it
Book Review — Douglas J. Gillert	I think I will have to set it aside, This book of new poems by a writer I read a favorable review of and then The single short ode to her own life ...	43 views Rate it
The Critic — Michelle Lynn Brillhart	I am a crumbling statue chipped and cracked, eroded by time I stand tall, but my foundation is weak my self-esteem, a fleeting thought, hard to find ...	43 views Rate it
Time Races — CJ Williams	TIME RACES I can’t remember the color of my mom’s old Studebaker or the kind of jeans I wore that year. But I...	43 views Rate it
My Mentally Unstable Classmate —	I have a classmate His name Finn (He doesn't actually have Down Syndrome, but insist that he does.) I saw him at the local Plaid Pantry (was it...	42 views Rate it
life is like a record player — Ivy Emerson	I used to have this reoccurring thought a way of seeing existence as a record player and life was a never ending vinyl that spun to an...	42 views Rate it
I Died this Morning — Duane Peterson	I DIED THIS MORNING I returned from working the night shift this morning. It was cool, crisp and sunny. As I do every morning, I drive by my son and...	42 views Rate it
At the River's End — Eileen Jones	High up on towering snowcapped peaks on the Western rim of Two Gorges range, streams of water cascade and fall in ribbons curving and carving a...	42 views Rate it
Surfaces — John Elliott	Surfaces meet and do not penetrate Bone on Bone Crushed between their conjugation Stone on Stone Life-juice...	42 views Rate it