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All That I Carry

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

I hold my dreams with hands that bleed and ache, Through love and loss, through languages and fight. From every fall, I rise, my soul awake. In beats and punches, fears I will forsake, Electric wheels and words that give me flig... Read more

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Hindsight

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

A hundred sorries, a thousand cries, A million tears just won’t dry, I’m done with foolishness and lies. You think you're right but can’t see why, Just another dodgy mask and guise A hundred sorries, a thousand cries. ... Read more

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Purpose Of It All

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

What is the purpose of it all? If oceans drift, then fade away. Though every night and day we call, Our spirits stray, our colours grey. Show me the colours as they gleam, The reasons glistening in view. We flex and bend as on... Read more

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Conduits

poem by John Prophet

Conduits. Between. There to here. Soul connection to each, all. Vibrations. Creation’s ripples surround, pass through. Envelope. Each soul immersed. Immersed in the milieu. Ether of creation. Sentience infused... Read more

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These Ole' Ghetto...

poem by msbellepoetry43

These ole' Ghetto streets You got beef?? then bring the heat, Don't make this an issue, I might just diss you, When You living in the hood, and you wish a n**** Would!! Aye, you good??? Everything's Aiight!!! Aye, Ya'll cool... Read more

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Mother and Daught...

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

Through the storm of breath and bone, The weight of life caught in rhythm, A crescendo of labour, fierce and unyielding, She bore the ancient pain. Then relief, a release, the cutting of the cord, A thread severed yet forever e... Read more

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Wandering2

poem by John Prophet

Wandering. Time immemorial. Realm to realm. Story to story. Life to life. Flows the soul. Never ending journey. Quest. Quest for knowledge. Understanding. Wisdom. Each scene unique. Ladened with potential. Possi... Read more

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In the Wake Of Sh...

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

In the wake of shadows Are we all in the thick of it Caught between silence and sound Where the mind bears the storms unbidden and sorrows are never unburdened A breath, a brake, a moment too late What if its all cause and... Read more

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AS THE PENDULUM S...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

AS THE PENDULUM SWINGS TRUMP CHOO CHOO TRAIN The Republican Party! Has everything to gain through Donald Trump. A call to arms! Donald needs your vote, you who has been left to be dumped. Donald Trump will do what Republicans alway... Read more

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THE ROAD TO THE W...

story by Kenvil Atkins

THE ROAD TO THE WHITEHOUSE. Now that you voted, anxiously awaiting who will win, of course, you would like the candidate that you pick to win, may the force be with you. Realistically speaking, this time around the choices for Presid... Read more

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To My Friends

poem by Joshua JayShades Legister

In a world that often asks us to suffer in silence or face the chaos alone, having close friends by your side is everything. My closest friends are those who listen without judgment, keep me grounded, and push me toward my best self. ... Read more

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Eternal Bond

poem by David P Carroll

True love is so beautiful And our eternal bond won't fade Heart's beating in perfect Harmony every day. ©️ 2025 David P Carroll. Read more

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Forms3

poem by John Prophet

Forms. Platonic forms. A world apart. Realm of possibilities. Where all things are possible. Perfect. Always there. From the beginning. A realm far older than current sentience. From there to here. Forms morphin... Read more

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ARE YOU FROM THE ...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

ARE YOU FROM THE MIDDLE CLASS: Why boasteth thyself Kamala Dear! You said you were middle class. Well good for you! I have no class, but my vote is somewhat high-class. Come let us reason together! Middle class, it seems to me, yo... Read more

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LANDSLIDE DONALD ...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

LANDSLIDE DONALD PROJECT 2025 Our economy is failing running out on us is Biden! The would-be savor forces out. Bring the hot potato one called Kamala Harris. Poor intelligence Kamala Harris! left to chance, Kamala dear has no clue... Read more

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Bumblebee

poem by John Prophet

Bumblebee. Designed to do what bees do. Evolution over millions of years. Genetically coded. Programed for the job. Flitting, flower to flower. Generation after generation the same. As intended. No society, civi... Read more

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DONALD TRUMP WILL...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

DONALD TRUMP WILL MAKE YOUR DAY: It would seem her last-minute push! Is as desperate as the merry band of pushers. Yet and still, her message does not designate! Everyone's mentality, darn poor losers. Her shrill voice echoed thr... Read more

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DOWN BY THE STREA...

poem by Frank Hornby .

"Across Ribblers lane, up and over the old iron gate, we all jumped into the farmers field, careful not to step into the smelly cowpats, keeping my two eyeballs peeled. Then we legged it across the wide open grass, To play down ... Read more

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A FREE BIRD I WAN...

poem by alexis karpouzos

A free bird I want to be Despite the fears of freedom Despite the unfamiliarity of the destination Free as a bird I want to be as the breath of stars. In every heartbeat, a story lies, In every soul, a universe of skies. Yet in... Read more

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Alone4

poem by John Prophet

Alone. Alone in the immeasurable. What if we’re alone? Infinite time. Infinite space. Lost in the forevermore. Just us. In the void. Personal existences in the boundless. Always was. Always will be. Persona... Read more

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CLOWNS AND VAGABO...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

CLOWNS AND VAGABONDS America! has yet to know Kamala's agenda! Bravo old girl. Voices out she will work hard! for our heart and soul a tall tail. Rate it as true or false! Still selling it, thinking are we just null? Madam polit... Read more

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Field of Yellow D...

poem by Christopher Russon

I hope to awake on an open field Where children play on swings, Watching people walk their dogs, And all those kind of things. I hope to see yellow daffodils In their thousands all in line, Followed along with bluebells, A blue... Read more

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WHISTLEING DIXY W...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

WHISTLEING DIXY WITH DONALD TRUMP You are not just whistling dixies partner! Logically Donald is the boss. Why make a fuss? you know he is definitely for us, so in Trump we trust Riding tall in the saddle! People marvel at paving ... Read more

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REEDITION DONALD ...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

REEDITION DONALD TRUMP MANDATE Do you know the score? Well, who are you voting for? Is it about the economy? Money is walking out the door. We are donating millions to another war! Parasitics want more. Two hopeful johnnies! On po... Read more

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Modification

poem by John Prophet

Modification. Humans modified. Jumbled, rearranged. Mind tinkerers. Pushing buttons. Flipping switches. Experimenting on a global scale. Designing uniformity. Group think. Correct thinking approved by a few. Mis... Read more

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IDEOLOGY MARXISM:

publication by Kenvil Atkins

IDEOLOGY MARXISM: Flashback to a time not too long ago. Haven had forgotten the basis on which the Soviet Union existed. They legitimized their rights to rule over all their territories, not caring even though their policies were wr... Read more

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WITNESS FOR THE P...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

WITNESS FOR THE PROSECUTION – THE KAMALA HARRIS STORY What would it be to Kamala Presidency! with a middle-class mentality? Kamala Looks confused! At other times amused, her laugh is contagious. Harris now offers many promises, i... Read more

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WITNESS FOR THE P...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

WITNESS FOR THE PROSECUTION – THE KAMALA HARRIS STORY What would it be to Kamala Presidency! with a middle-class mentality? Kamala Looks confused! At other times amused, her laugh is contagious. Harris now offers many promises, i... Read more

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Afraid

poem by John Prophet

Afraid. Humanity’s afraid. Afraid of itself. Afraid of what it’s capable of. Globally. Trillions spent each year on military expenditures. Weapons. Armies. Death and destruction. Humanity protecting itself fro... Read more

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THE ELUSIVE J.D.V...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

THE ELUSIVE J.D.VANCE Seeing is believing J.D . Vance has advanced and is ready to dance Outspoken Vance! Mischievous smart, yep you may ask what’s that. Contradiction-operated! He sticks to what he has said, just a cool cat. No... Read more

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Superstition

poem by John Prophet

Superstition. Germination. Seeds from the start. Travel back. Back to the beginning. How far? Before the earth? Before the sun? Dawn of humanity. Product of all. Designed. Creation’s design. Primitive start. ... Read more

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THE SOUTH IS DYIN...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

THE SOUTH IS DYING GHOST CITIES For want of a shoe! The kingdom was lost. A hefty price to pay! Oh dear, at what a cost. What did they promise? We’re making such a fuss. Quick to hand out our currency! Saying it’s a must. Ame... Read more

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Sneaky Fox

poem by David P Carroll

Sneaky fox your steps are so light Unleashing madness in the dead of night And little fox always He's always up for a fight And he's sly and cunning In the middle of the night he's Outsmarting all who comes to explore And littl... Read more

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ONE FLEW OVER THE...

story by Kenvil Atkins

ONE FLEW OVER THE VOTING BOOTH Looking through a crystal ball! What do you see? An open booth of mixed races! Voting one and all. The man next to me asked. Who are you voting for? I pretended that I did not hear, and then he asked... Read more

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AFRICA FOR AFRICA...

story by Kenvil Atkins

AFRICA FOR AFRICANS ARSENAL OF DEATH A proud race of people all fell captive to the aggressor. In all regions of Africa, proud rulers of mighty empires fell. They were kings, shepherding Indigenous people to progress. It was their... Read more

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The Blur

poem by John Prophet

The blur. From here. Where to? What path? Which direction? What future brings? Unknown. Many possibilities. Inflection point. Near. Exponential. Ahead, unlike what came before. Wildly so. Potentials widen. Unexp... Read more

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SHINE ON OH ISRAE

poem by Kenvil Atkins

SHINE ON OH ISRAEL With no provocation! They swoop down like vultures to feast. The infidel! took on more than they could ever chew Selah. Jehovah's people are never second-class! Allah is mighty. And a fire burns, into the hearts... Read more

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PLAYING SECOND FI...

poem by Kenvil Atkins

PLAYING SECOND FIDDLE Yes, folks you read it here! it's dueling banjo’s time. They play the second fiddle! and did not make a dime. A music so clouded! with gossip on the vine, did not chime. An educator vs the philosopher! the ... Read more