Drama

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Canoodling Within Cyberspace

Canoodling Within Cyberspace

Squarely conscientious, I unwittingly
sanction selfhood acutely triangulate
courtesy webbed...

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OH MY GOODNESS WHAT JUST...


Oh my goodness what just happened there ?
You walked on by and didn't seem to care
...

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Chaos of a cloudburst

Chaos of a cloudburst

Darkened shades of misty grey
Wavering westwards from the sea
Thunder-clapped cloudy skies...

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Crease in Time

Crease in Time

Shed no tears,this is...not me.
My time has come...my soul free.
Grief, loss ... I feel for...

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GOODBYE THERESA

Goodbye Theresa she's finally gone
Thanks for all the wonderful work you've done
Let me tell...

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THE UNINTERESTED

It's just a game of football to the uninterested like you
One side is in black and white the other...

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Most Mind Boggling...

Most Mind Boggling Mysterious Mortal

Mystification prevails stupefying yours truly
befuddled, he blindly stumbles along rocky
...

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WAS IT ALWAYS TODAY-------

Pretty butterfly stickers
on a dusty window pane
shadows in suits like outside games
...

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"Doubt, regret and...

"Doubt, regret and sorrow/ the beast within"Β  By Ben Goode 2013

You think you have escaped?
Go take another step and die!
You failed fool, and never tried!...

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Mamba Orchid

Mamba Orchid

Rainforest darkly deep
Low hung tendrils creep
Orchid aromas guise

Toxins course...

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SITTING AT THE RICH MAN&...

Sitting at the rich man's table I feel out of place
All that food he is stuffing his face
He...

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Beautiful In Death

Beautiful In Death

In cold, cruel whispers, darkness sets
Upon a child who grows through diffidence
Unwhole and...

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NO FOOD IN THE HOUSE

I open my fridge door and nothing is there
Opening my cupboards they are empty and bare
No...

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Prior To Commencing Poem, I...

Prior To Commencing Poem, I Dreamt Contretemps Escalating fusillade...

Galvanized hotheaded idealists (jaded
locals - kindled moderates) nursed
oppressive...

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THEY SEEM TO GEL AND CLICK


They seem to gel and seem to click
With every tackle,save,pass and kick
Bogle bombs...

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Olivia

Olivia

What did Olivia see when she looked in the mirror?
She saw a broken girl trying to live
She...

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My game of dice

It’s strange,
My game of dice... and the way,
For me,
they did throw.
I don’t...