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- AintNoNinny: life at twilight sings a last song before darkness nature’s lullaby
- Tristan: My future is something shining, something flashing way out on the watery horizon. It’s making its way to me faster than I’m floating to it.
- AintNoNinny: DELIVER MY WISHES Deliver my wishes on dishes of gold. Shine them with dust from gilt faery wings. Bring me your gifts from days of old. With blessings, let their potential unfold into...
- Tristan: You can have the fame if you leave me money; Take away the tea, but leave me the honey.
- Tristan: The tree’s arms are tired, outstretched, and still waiting for that hug.
- Mossy: Deeply rooted Friend Hard, strong, sturdy core Arms holding heaven Thump thump, drummer beats warm flowing secret lyrics Treeheart shows blossoms
- deepgreen: Love came as a surprise. I didn’t expect it. But I like it so much, I will never regret it. He is there for me. I’m a lucky girl! He’s so handsome and strong. Gives my...
- SBgiselle: Straight and tall, The mighty tree, For decades it has grown. It reached so high, It spread so far, All on it’s very own. The tree was proud, Of his solid wood, And the quantity of...
- D. Edgar Lamp: A Story In Verse, Part 5: THE OCEAN I clung to his neck with my eyes tightly closed. The beat of his wings like a music composed A tranquil serenity there in the air, An island of...
- D. Edgar Lamp: (151) INSTANT INSIGNIFICANCE My span of life mosquitos past While eons elephant as if Their hulking selves were frozen stiff While I go by so fast My epic blur of beating wings In...
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(for this calendar month, by number of poems)- Tristan (27)
- Meryl (17)
- Russell (9)
- Pragna Paramita M... (8)
- D. Edgar Lamp (5)
- SBgiselle (3)
- wryness (3)
- AintNoNinny (2)
- Mossy (2)
- alex.eaton (1)
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My ghosts are haunting,
damning and daunting;
presently placated
but persistently taunting.
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My past sneaks
upon me like
a forbidden ghost
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The spookiest thing
That I ever might feel
Is that it might just not be
My hands on the wheel.
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I saw a shade out on the street
Of who I used to be.
I bade farewell and walked with haste;
He followed patiently.
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Some dark thing
moves out of my peripherals
but as I turn to look
I find it leaves no sign or trail
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My favorite ghost
is friendly,
unlike most.
He does my dishes
and sings me to sleep.
My ghost helps with homework;
his name is Filipe.
I hope the day soon arrives
when my ghost will come alive!
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I sit alone
Waiting so calm
The moment arrives
Someone steps in,
I’m spooked
And
The world comes alive
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Once upon a time, a girl met a boy,
And was confused by the heartache
That came with love’s joy.
Once upon a time, a girl loved a boy,
Who gave her fake answers
Her emotions to annoy.
Once upon a time, a woman watched that boy,
And tried not to love him
But her heart was his toy.
Once upon a time, a boy was confused
By this woman that persisted
Every time he refused.
Once upon a time, this boy grew to be a man
And gave to the lady
His heart in his hand.
Once upon a time, a woman grew up faster
And formed a heartless lump
Into happily ever after.
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The ghost of my nonexistent romance
Haunts the story I long to write.
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Spirit, Spirit in the wall
shut up so I can sleep
please
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Two for the price of one!
I.
Horror Story
there’s no one there
no ghostly hand, no skeleton bones
no mysterious creak in the hall
the doorhandle doesn’t rattle
the lights don’t flicker
no bats, no bird screech, no echoing scream
no anxious violins
but they sit still
staring inside at something
that can’t be seen
haunted
II.
i want to hide under a sheet
and cut out two little holes for eyes
paint a black ‘o’ mouth
and glide around – hands in the air
whispering ‘wooooo’
then
after coming home
I’ll take the sheet off
and have candy
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