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THE MATCH...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Saturday mornings we'd head off happily to the match... We had to be quick...there was a bus to catch.. We'd get to Goodison early...me an' Bobby, me mate.. It was a 3 O'clock kick off....wouldn't dream of bein' late.. ..we'd leg... Read more

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Delutions of Happ...

poem by Hayzel Fountes

Having a Habromania is nothing but having Fallacy, Making yourself a Luciform into Trumpery is like making yourself a Ritual to the pointless... Delusions of Happiness are nothing but Mixtures of; Your Praiseworthy aspect... Read more

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Shadows

poem by Alice inwonderland

My cold, numb shadow stretched beyond the willow tree, far in the distance. Long and rigid like a Frankenstein, unknowing to the passersby, should there be any...this is not a monster. My strides elongate at this thought. Perception. ... Read more

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Unfinished

poem by Alice inwonderland

If my world and your world could align. If there could be a better design. Where love and hate meet, ready for the battle... The sound of deafening drums, beating to a rhythm, of a song so ancient lost, telling of a season, when world... Read more

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Longing for your ...

poem by Alice inwonderland

I wish I knew how my hand felt in yours... When it's cold, does it give you warmth? I hold my own, but feel nothing. My own hand is useless to me. Your hand, I long for, To hold me tight, To make my own hand feel like it belongs... Read more

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Girl In the Jar

poem by Katie Lodge

I am speaking to my friend Who is stuck inside of a jar I don't who she is All she'll tell me is that she is a star She is another phoney Trying to impress the high school I don't know whether I should the truth to myself O... Read more

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Camo

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

A hoodie you held dearly Our son holds it nearly Even washed, your scent still lingers Camouflaging our babies fingers I took a deep inhale And told our son a little tale It was worn the day you were on one knee Fac... Read more

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Sleep

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Beeping and whirring Crying and stirring Knocks and footsteps Have you slept? Read more

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0530

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Do you watch the sun come up? As it's brightness comes about? I don't. I watch the stars travel the night sky The moon guiding their way There's a full one tonight Staring out the window Seeing as it goes past the city sky... Read more

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The Calm

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Gentle waves hitting the shore A cool breeze caresses my hair Stars reflecting from the water It was a calm night So so long ago When everything was different Before everything erupted And everything crumbled Leaving p... Read more

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Good Night My Swe...

poem by David P Carroll

Good Night and Sleep tight And we'll hold hands And we'll dream Of our future Tonight smiling So bright kissing and Making love all through The night falling in Love under the magical Shining Moonlight. © 2021 David ... Read more

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Magnolia

poem by D'Vina Dietrich

Pure intentions of those soft white petals Trusting every second of it's time Strength in the very stem it bloomed from Knowing it couldn't be hurt by any The fragrance drifted through the days It smelled of innocent love and h... Read more

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Do you mind

poem by Mark Moon

I am his priority, I am more than enough, I bring pain and ambition. All goals and wants shadowed by my superiority, Tears wasted trying to look tough, He can’t lose me. I am part of his condition. Screams and insomni... Read more

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The Glass House

poem by Mark Moon

I thought I knew pain I knew affliction. The feeling laid stain, Waves with conviction, Scars used to retain. Now each infliction, feels like acid rain, drops of restriction, each one adding strain. Fuel my addiction Each ... Read more

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For what am I

poem by Mark Moon

What if I was thrown aside ? What if I was made a stray ? Forced to live on the outside. What if I wasn’t your pretty pet no more ? Am I the reason for your discontent ? What makes me different ? Am I not cute enough ? A... Read more

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Paul Mall, age 15

poem by Mark Moon

Ash tells a story, Corruption of Ballymorey, Innocence dead. Read more

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this world...glea...

poem by Mark Moon

Hello, I am new to this world. I don’t know the tricks of the trade, I am a soul, spat and swirled. The opportunities of this star buffeted. Shall I be a merchant, a magician, a politician, I stand in awe of the road. ... Read more

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500,000 Fur Coat

poem by Mark Moon

Five p.m on the dot, You always there, Even when I was not, When I was, my head elsewhere. Dreams of a Bermuda yacht, An Alpine love affair. Ruler of Camelot. Oh, how condescending, Well, if I had a label, I would not be re... Read more

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Spa Days

poem by Mark Moon

Red, screams and broken bouquets, all bring peace to me. To see disaster makes it worth the while I’ll sit and indulge on what could be. The pain, the tears, truly, the Lily of the Nile. Read more