Tag: creative writing
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Private Myths
By SOPOETIC They infiltrate our serenity and peace of mind with cynicism, scepticism, materialism of every kind. Yet, every night most people disappear into a world unseen, where dead people visit, the ego roams freely in effervescent dreams. © All poetic works displayed on this website are copyright of the original author. All rights reserved.
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Paradox Man
By Lee Todd Lacks “He’s the Paradox Man” Missy said solemnly. “He can take a blessing and turn it into a curse. He can you make you richer as he’s emptying your purse. He can draw a following just to make them all disperse. and he can make you better when you’ve never felt any…
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By Tracy Shults-Wright Whoa Mama! I was hopin’ I could catcha… I’m your dedicated flashah! You’ll see that things aren’t always what they seem, When you get a poppin’ eyeful of my dayglo neon green! © All poetic works displayed on this website are copyright of the original author. All rights reserved.
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By Prunella Nadler Previously pale And prone to blush Flush to bright red Away I would rush But after reading about Change And self control Emotional honesty I spent some nights Beneath the moon Woke late feeling Slightly maroon Checked the mirror And this time My face had turned Neon or lime © All poetic…
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Silent Protector
By Davina Purnell She wasn’t your average critter, Her motion to still to be seen. In the dark or daylight, She could blend into a moon beam. Studious and aware, She studied them all. Simply waiting, for one to start to fall. Her soft quiet stance, a lightning quick reflex. Gathered to her bosom, Before…
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Magical Tart
By Cameron Batista Crayons crayons the magical tart The more colors you eat rip a rainbow fart Rainbow farts that lead to gold pots You’ll be rich if you fart rainbows in multiple spots © All poetic works displayed on this website are copyright of the original author. All rights reserved.
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I Am Silent
By Michael Cunliffe I am silent, I withdraw. I do this, and I do this as meditation, as contemplation – yesterday, today, tomorrow. I find my space, my secret hollow, my cave to hide from a million voices that talk, talk endlessly with nothing to say. I speak less, I speak when I have something…
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Pandemic Age
By Marivic Nemi “Poetry is the power shield Against the noise of pollution” Poetry the sanitizer in palm., Declaring calmliness from dizziness situation., “Poetry is the relief, feed the mind As reader digest calling the hunger” Poetry the temperature from warm hottest and coolness , medicine when feel so weak. Poetry is the quarantine to…
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Don’t Take Me To Church
By SOPOETIC Climbing up the pillar posts, Chilling as the holy ghosts, Serious man wearing white cloaks, Church hall full of old folks, Sssh.. they sing, between hymns, from the back of their throats, Old man tastes the body of Christ and chokes. It’s almost over a choirboy boasts. I can’t wait to go home…
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Rhyme Irony
By Richard Homer Here’s a poem that doesn’t rhyme Gotta get it down before I run out of.. Inspiration Trying hard to write something sublime Anything less would be a heinous.. Catastrophe Is the magic coming, gotta get it down in print Pen moving faster than a 100 meter.. Dash to me While I write…