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Out with the old ...

poem by Anna Tate

Along with the new & out with the old I'm excited to watch my futures journeys unfold. Too long in a rut, too many memories of pain In past years of experience in the life I refuse to throw down the drain. So up I stood, on my... Read more

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A battle of wits

poem by Anna Tate

My mind is a battle within thought's occurrence within My Web of entangled emotions are an ongoing drumming noiselessly din. I've dined with the devil I've sat at his table to dine. I've walked upon the coals of hells fires And... Read more

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Karma served cold

poem by Anna Tate

Im now eating a dish best served cold Karma on a plate thats began to rot & mould. It's serving consists of fresh gone by its expiry date. & now i eat in my regrets & my selfloathing hate. For what I've cooked up for ot... Read more

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Passing by

poem by Robert Kohlhammer

Raining damp moist Aches and pains, got to work Heavy weather enjoys Flooding flashes spark The map navigating my voice Twitches and it jerks Jobs for the big boys Office filing clerk Autumnal alloys Cho... Read more

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IN THE GARDEN OF ...

poem by Ja Ja

Not being one, who was born with a green thumb, or one of any other colour I’ve never had a yearning to plant, nor care for, any type of flora or fauna But as good fortune would have it; I was blessed, with the mind of a sc... Read more

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My heart is in Mu...

poem by Roxanne Dubarry

My heart is in Mukilteo, watching the blue heron bird, gracefully fly over the clear blue water. My heart is in Mukilteo, watching the seals poke their heads out of the clear blue water. My heart is in Mukilteo, watching ... Read more

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The Birthday Party

poem by Jenny linsel

Early friday morning an envelope Dropped onto Edith's welcome mat Inside was a Birthday Party Invite Adorned by a picture of a siamese cat The party was to celebrate the birthday Of Edith's old nemesis, Mary They'd never reall... Read more

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Waiting for my Ev...

poem by Roxanne Dubarry

While waiting and watching for Everett's Para transit bus, a friend sat down next to me, glad I was reading a book of poetry. "I am waiting for my ride," said I. "You don't have to tell me your life's story." "You are so right, I ... Read more

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EASTER EGGS

poem by Ja Ja

Now that Easter Is in the offing I’ll be searching for What that bunny’s dropping In nooks and crannies He will hide Those Easter eggs All nicely dyed I’ll look around And try to find Those eggs ... Read more

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Mozzie Fest

poem by Paul Stephens

I'm out there in the garden at sunset As the daytime is turning to dusk The mozzies are ready for dinner Sizing me up as the main course They sneak up while I am hosing They must know I can't hear their buzz I only realise whe... Read more

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The Fucked Up Poem

poem by Paul Stephens

What the fuck? Who the fuck? How the fuck did this all happen? No ones got a fucking clue So does it really fucking matter? Fucked if I will ever know It does my fucking head in So why the fuck do I think of it? From the whol... Read more

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Happy Days...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"I lived my early childhood in Toxteth Liverpool 8, my memories are still so vivid, here's a few I'd like to relate. I lived with my Auntie Marie, just off Lodge Lane in Liffey Street, a scruffy little ragamuffin, with worn out sh... Read more

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Edith's Hefty Han...

poem by Jenny linsel

Edith had been suffering from shoulder pain She'd developed a stoop and only her left shoulder would sag When she went to see her doctor He put all the blame on her weighty handbag One afternoon she had time to spare So she dec... Read more

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A Trip To The Lau...

poem by Jenny linsel

Edith had to take her washing To the local Launderette Because every time she hangs clothes on the line It starts to rain and everything gets wet The machines are dated and very noisy So everyone has to talk louder Edith hears... Read more

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SO NOW

poem by Ja Ja

I remember, way back when And this is not a joke Right after having sex I usually had a smoke But My doctors said, I must desist Before my life it wrecks So, forced to choose, I had no choice And thus, I gave up sex So n... Read more

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Sisters

poem by Piya Paul Mudgal

They are the integral & eternal links between us and our parents, They are the divine, precious and inevitable elements. Sisters are God’s wonderful blessing, Adorable, sensible and always seeking. Vulnerable & possessive a... Read more

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Memory Lane..

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Do you remember the days when we were all small? Life was all fun, and games, isn't it so lovely to recall? Innocent games like, "off ground tick," and "kick the can," also "postmans knock," remember how fast we all ran. Yummy sw... Read more

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A Week In The Lif...

poem by Jenny linsel

It’s eight ‘o’ clock on Monday morning And a certain someone is on the bus to town It’s the start of another hectic week In the life of Edith Brown At ten she meets her old friend Pam In the Pink... Read more

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Written While dru...

poem by James Waide

The intense distraction of my febrile heart trapped me into love. Now two years after the addiction started and you wouldn’t satisfy my need you appear in my tinder feed like another face in a stream of shallow filters ... Read more

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A Week Of Monday ...

poem by Jenny linsel

I’ve just had a week of Monday mornings Anything that could go wrong went wrong Why is it when everything’s against you The whole week seems too long I’ve avoided walking under ladders And when I needed luc... Read more