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nightshadereaper66 · 4 months
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cro cumaisc etir casbairdni ocus lethrannaigecht poem
Air resembles mustard gas It’s all a haze Through a pane of isinglass Watching passing days.
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authormarialberg · 7 months
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Oct. 5 Prompts: Every Word a Treat
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yesimxin · 9 months
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lucillabalbus · 2 years
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#witchcraft
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rockblogs · 2 years
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I fear there is a tumour in my head, filled will all the things I failed to say.
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reilleythepoet · 2 years
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We All Must Eat What We Have Bought
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Much as we try to comprehend the things we think that we were taught or the truths we know that we forgot -
Ideas we strive to sore defend are often found to be unfit when the minds dark corners are lit.
Do not rely on kith or friend to show you what is false or real, do not get your true facts piecemeal.
Our fears we must try to suspend, they get in the way of real growth and make terror come out as oath.
On our own good heart we must depend, we choose to see true facts or not. We all must eat what we have bought.
Much as we try to comprehend, ideas we strive to sore defend do not rely on kith or friend. Our fears we must try to suspend - on our own good heart we must depend.
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This poem is the form "Constanza," a poetic form created by Connie Marcum Wong in 2007.
©2022 Christopher Reilley
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ransomnote · 3 months
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kagenoneko · 1 month
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Since I've been doing a challenge to write a poem for everyday, I've been looking up information about poems and different forms of poetry. I'm thinking I want to try to write a form that is something more than a haiku.
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theotherklm · 2 months
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Thirst
Picture this: dunes, boy, unquenched thirst. Eyes blur; distant waters tease tongue. Wind whispers secrets; sand shifts beneath. Vulture’s shadow crosses death’s scorched stretch. Airy cry calls “turn around, child.” Footprints merge, sand swallows; path unclaimed.
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two-bees-poetry · 2 months
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elkha's villanelle
i bite my heart of ice, my eyes grow cold. i hoard my food beneath my bed and wait; this cannot last forever, i am told. i kick and scratch, refuse to be controlled. there is far too much space on this estate. i bite my heart of ice, my eyes grow cold. they bathe me and it feels like a blindfold wrapped around my body. closed door; shut gate; this cannot last forever. i am told to calm myself, to speak in tongues, to mold, but they don’t know what hunger is, and fate bit my heart like ice. my eyes grew cold with lacking things, with wanting love to hold. these are not easy things to obfuscate. i bite my heart of ice. my eyes grow cold. this cannot last forever, i’ve been told.
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authormarialberg · 5 hours
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Wild and Mysterious Poetry
This week I talked about being unpinnable, the violence of language, and survival, so I was drawn to my Sasquatch poetry kit (assoc link). Sasquatch Sijo by Maria L. Berg 2024 The Prompts NaPoWriMo: Write a sijo. “This is a traditional Korean verse form. A sijo has three lines of 14-16 syllables. The first line introduces the poem’s theme, the second discusses it, and the third line, which is…
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toneemoll · 3 months
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“Lust, light, love, life all tumbled into grief.
You closed us off like a parenthesis
and left me knowing just enough to miss.”
From Love, Death, and the Changing of the Seasons by Marilyn Hacker
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cendrineartist · 4 months
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Introducing the Kindku!
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extrusivethoughts · 5 months
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A Coprime Couplet (10 by 11)
Love me like you would an apple sunset
Skin bare bones baked brain boiled prostrate praying
Rays pin you completely to my mercy  
Bite down at my ruby ripest hour 
Quenched as cream splattered slumbering kittens 
Here comes the hard part, send me west to wane
So your healing can start and skin forget 
Had we only one moment to refine
To focus my every intent on you 
What risks I could accomplish only if
I trusted you to know when to leave me
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softinvasions · 5 months
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Eurydice to Orpheus • Nov. 2023
eurydice’s silence is resounding. you can put anything in that emptiness. —@finelythreadedsky
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