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When Time Passes with Quiet Feet When time passes with quiet feet, And the marrow of the earth, Calls out its dismal retreat, And returns to dust in marching beat, ...

Content with His Mediocre Life Content with my mediocre life The day flew past my reality Into the great expanse that is A dream. And it is within This sphere ...

She slips me a knife “Use it wisely,” she cries But the room is just silent She speaks with her eyes The doctors examine With stethoscope dreams All my succulent ...

To My Father A small boy, looking up sees his father smiling down and he knows that he is loved. For his heart is of golden affection and diamond love. ...

Deleted and embarrassed.

I remember, far in some distant dream When Earth was lit by awesome splendor, too, When holy men did shine in brightest gleam As bells in towers struck their chords ...

Lay to waste your ill-worn gloves Remove the yellowed skin of ages Brush through the thick waters of grief And emerge with the fire of the river. Bare your feet ...

Deleted. I don't remember ever being so emo and reading so much Carl Jung.

The pew is hard To sit in, and I feel my Fingers trembling in the cold. And the words of St. Paul Echo through the steely microphone “Just as through ...

I am the Lotus Eater I like to taste something a little sweeter I’ll chew your petals fine Gotta rush now, ain’t got no time to dine I’ll help you ...

It is a scoundrel fact That there are ends To things that never See their own beginnings; That things can die Before they are born Into the process of dying. ...

my teeth scream bloody tears of holes fill me up fill me up fill me down light is scary, I like the Dark(ness) (Re)volving pain inside my Crown. My crown ...

Code: Select allEverything about Jasper was flat. Except for the mountains in the east, the land was as smooth as a pastor’s hair, slicked back with raspberry pomade. The air ...

A family is a Church With wounded steeples That reach towards Luminous rooms. Hopes for mentioned Mansions lingering, Imposed on linen sighs. Limping congregations Swaying in prayer Falling onto other

Another joined us as we rode He was a Bard, or so he showed With easy words and nimble wit, Of which he claimed he never writ, But made upon ...

I like Monopoly ® a lot I like Monopoly ® I like Monopoly ® a lot I like Monopoly ® Won’t you Monopoly ® with me? Can I be the ...

The playground hummed with the rhythm of jump ropes hitting the ground. “A- one, a-two, baby got loose, better skip jump, girl, he’s coming for you.” The girls weaved in ...

The deluded sound of mournful sighs resounds through a marble cavern, dimly lit by stolid flames. Men push back their hairlines, while women lean on one another. The confessional is ...

Kamikaze Folly Fighter pilot forty-five Wanted to make a final dive He plunged his craft As he was daft And didn’t come out alive. In all his life, he’d never ...

Deleted. Jeeze, bad.

We are one body. Broken and disjointed Confused and aching Prostrate on the marble floor Of the one world. Our bones are tired, Our marrow dry, Lips cracked, Eyes closed. ...

If I had it my way, you'd be my poem. I’d write you beneath bittersweet Willows, weeping for lost Seasons of ripening. And you would flow from my pen Like ...

For once there was an interruption, A brazen noise of insurrection, Product of wayward intersection Lacking further introspection. Once there was a passive note Sailing through a song by rote ...

With cream flavored hands, She rocks her child In the yellow-lit room With a lullaby wild. And the yellow walls Speak in softer tones As the babe is weeping Through ...

The train moves like a Heavy ghost, just tired with the burden of haunting.

I bid Remembrance a rough farewell And hope that She will beckon me For I would miss the way She’d tell Of fading past’s mortality. We had once laughed at ...

I have a clock inside It tells me when to die I keep it locked up tight So no one tells my time The rhythm of the hands Follow the ...

It belongs to no building It bears no art It merely stands amidst a battle; one that has been fought since it was built. And you can see the holes ...

[pre]The first time a child discovers the concept of money is a very strange moment in its life. Usually, it occurs after some fat uncle asks the child to grab ...

When in whispers they bow down, Before me, and they close their eyes Their minds, I kick them in their Softest place. And though they spit up blood They insist ...

[pre]My core fled and escaped to her hand, and the mere thought of her beauty chills me with its reality; I fear my iniquity, my avid seed. If to be ...

Dust embraces the morning Like a freshly fallen dew And the steam from the tipple Extols its weary wisdom, Chanting in whistles and The grinding of rotors. The unquestioning miners ...

Hmm. Now, while there was some great stuff in this poem, it was too short to have overpowerewd the not-so-great stuff. I do not dislike your poem, but I do ...

Under a tree in a cemetery I found peace under a rock Where many have looked before, Wondering what mystery May lie beneath a silent slab As the one beside ...

Music geeks are everywhere. Those are the people that are more than willing to talk for two hours about how Kraftwerk is the most underrated band of all time, buy ...

Fetus Scene I [The stage is dark. a sole light shines on a man. He is dressed simply, in ordinary clothes. His face looks innocent and sad. He is staring ...

Judith fed her soul to lions But their jaws were glued with fear All her attempts of trying Would always disappear She marched ahead alone and false Marched towards the ...

Stop smiling because I know your ovaries; They’re not smiling at all. I feel like there is hair in my mouth Every time you call. "Remind me of your soul ...

Something out of nothing Is the mantra I keep Don’t close your soul Faith may miss the leap Asking for signs When your asking is it Makes seeds start to ...

Underneath your layers There lies a core Underneath your scabs There lies a sore Echoes from eternity Bouncing off the satellites Things begin with explosions Let’s all explode tonight Your ...

The blissfulness Of listlessness Lying in a sweet summer blanket Wrapped in heat and swarms Of honeyed sunbeams Requisites of helium Exploding infinitely Consuming endlessly Yearning slightly for Less

In this world of ours, where one can never keep one’s thoughts straight for more than a fraction of a second until some all-infecting cosmic disaster lay its hands upon ...

I. When in subtle mass I weighed, Latent boughs kicked fleshy drum. Falling circumstances staid The appetite for love and thumb. Patience swaddled in the moons Through clouds about my ...

The edges of all things turn in Rhythm, parading their contours and Concretes. “We are too, too solid!” they cry. And the eye is seduced. It comforts Its aching peripherals ...

It is not yet warm to go outside. As the trees like gummed statues fall to sleep, They stretch their tired limbs Heralding their fresh bareness. Suits and vendors weary ...

There is a mercy in weeping For the skies are niggard in their bounty. The eye must be chained and eaten For stealing the hoard of the gods. There is ...

Rain and all her nervous face displays as she delivers tides of good news on the xeric roof is chilling in its honesty. Shoats and farrow scamper in on a ...

One cannot mute the imagined sound that like a homeless echo settles in where it is most unwelcome. The caterwaul of new abandonment shrieks its chalky name at a dusty, ...