Nonsense

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When the Fog Blows Over

When the Fog Blows Over

When the fog blows over,
An image, a vision appears,
It becomes clear, and clearer,
...

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AND THE WINNER IS......

Mathew, Greg, Jill, Cherie, Tony...

To conclude the challenge
here today
Each delightful work judged without delay
Each...

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This is not a dog

This is not a dog

THIS IS NOT A DOG.

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The Land of nod

The Land of nod

Where do you go to my little one when you go to bed at night ? whence you’ve laid down your sweet head and...

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Discovery

a moonlit tale

Discovery

Into the desert
under a starry canopy
I crushed red earth
beneath my sandal leather...

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Appetite

another sock poem

Appetite

There is a laundromat
just up the street

It's where neighbours and strangers often...

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SOCK SONG FOR A LONELY...

My socks they went away today
Where they went I cannot say
My toes were cold and shouted this...

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3AM RANTING

Single father of a little girl.

damn I wish you wasn’t a hater
but you are
I thought we had made it but clearly not far...

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3am Trip

it’s like I took another dose
the way my mind has entered comatose
the waves come in smearing...

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A WAITRESS SMILES


Is a waitress smile pretence or real ?
Something to ponder as she brings out your meal...

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Little child

All the worlds that lives inside me
Suddently shutterd
And all of their contains
...

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Void

Bursting down in tears
My soul starts to shutter
Colours of the world began to decay
...

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Nobody cam a calling

Nobody came a calling
I kindly invited him in
we sat and spoke of nothing
of not at...

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Motion sickness

Motion sickness

memories dies in pools of blood

A hit to my neck
Cant carry my head

High it seems...

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watch out, satan

God is Great.

the hatred inside me is so powerful.

there is no one i do not hate.

i hate them; i hate you...

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My best poem yet

This poem was inspired by my other poem past vs future

My best poem yet

This is what I hope that love does to a person in face of a lethal past.

My past slices my veins...

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Too Early For This

Written around 6 a.m.

Too Early For This

It’s dark outside, the sun is sleeping, so clearly,
6 in the morning is still the middle of the...