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  • Jacqueline Ison

    I Feel No Fear by Jacqueline Ison

    I look in your eyes; I feel no fear
    Bled out cold, long ago
    Vacant stare, no one there

    176 words
  • chrisjf56

    A Liquid Bandaid.... by chrisjf56

    The illness soon has a firm hold
    It takes control of their day
    Without even realizing
    The drink is never far away.

    274 words
  • sophie7

    Untitled by sophie7

    let me be
    so i can be free…

    let me go
    and i will grow

    let me leave
    so in life i will believe

    i need to get away from you

    you only bring me hate and sorrow

    i need to be set free so i can grow and believe

    81 words
  • Rusty Gentry

    Take Whatever You Can Find by Rusty Gentry

    A caterpillar ate my brain and vomited in my ear
    A cockroach ate my heart and now lives in my aorta
    A snake ate my soul and now resides in my empty cranium
    A iguana ate my small intestines and now has h…

    77 words
  • Helena Bebirian

    When Lovely Women... by Helena Bebirian

    When Lovely Women Blossom to their Day
    The moment stop
    The rest just gaze
    With Awe and Not
    An Utter Word to Say.

    34 words
  • Allison Matthas

    I Can't Help But Ask by Allison Matthas

    At times I’d only witness them once every few days their mastery of being discreet was so complete.
    593 words
  • Helena Bebirian

    A Toast For The Future by Helena Bebirian

    Here’s a toast to the future,
    A toast to the past,
    And a toast to our friends, far and near.
    May the future be pleasant;
    The past a bright dream;
    May our friends remain faithful and dear.

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    45 words
  • sophie7

    where is my life going by sophie7

    ………………………………………………………………………..
    ……………………………………….
    …………………………………………………………
    …………………………………….
    ………………sit here in silence
    in the pitch black dark
    confusion swelling in my pumping heart
    hate and sorrow is what i’m sh…

    32 words
  • H0110wPeTaL

    Double by H0110wPeTaL

    I met my i met my soul mate when i was fifteen. i don’t like that term though that’s just what my mother dubbed him. i call him my Twin, Double, Le, Jay, Jack and sometimes even Jackson. He is Thirte…

    258 words
  • Martin Dingli

    A Happy Christmas to all here at red bubble by Martin Dingli

    Happy, happy Christmas, that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days, recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth, and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet ho…

    111 words
  • Tammera

    MIRACLES DO HAPPEN by Tammera

    I HAVE BEEN FEELING OVERWHELMED EMOTIONALLY LATELY. PERHPAS IT IS THE HOLIDAYS. I ALWAYS HAVE A MUCH HARDER TIME EMOTIONALLY AT THIS TIME OF YEAR.

    288 words
  • Lenny La Rue, IPA

    Just saying. by Lenny La Rue, IPA

    I’m not mad. I’m not depressed. I’m not even annoyed…

    1565 words
  • SamTheCowdog

    Lessons by SamTheCowdog

    And she smiles as the shrapnel of her spirit and her flesh
    leave her bloody signature on a piece of her world, and yours
    She hung each victory from another rib with pride and a scream -

    322 words
  • Charmiene Maxwell-Batten

    A MOTHER'S LOVE by Charmiene Maxw...

    I believe they met with the Medicine Buddha!

    468 words
  • Honario

    On One Evening's Bus Commute by Honario

    Finally … Peace
    No child, boyfriend nor husband
    Boss or even a deadline
    Could possibly disturb her now

    99 words
  • Honario

    Pablo's Fish by Honario

    It is somehow like Pablo’s fish
    In the wind
    That I have a knowing of
    The wind
    Though I live in the water
    And the wind is my death

    112 words
  • ragman

    Ragman becomes Batman by ragman

    I guess she was just someone who passed in the night! I awoke and less than 10 to 12 inches from my face I saw a little creature wrapped upside down looking down into my eyes.
    962 words
  • Leyla Hur

    The Mirror by Leyla Hur

    Each effort to control, to be
    Ridged, and frigid in
    Self-obsessed, maniacal
    Perfection.

    154 words