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This week the Neopoem is Uncertain certainties by Words.unwritten. Congratulations to Words.unwritten on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

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This week the Neopoem is Ephemeral Love by Dystopia. Congratulations to Dystopia on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

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This week the Neopoem is Gracious Discontent by leoferaco. Congratulations to leoferaco on such a fine poem, To read this poem please click the link below and leave a comment.

https://www.neopoet.com/workshop/poems/gracious-discontent

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Caffeine Scene

CAFFEINE SCENE

Today I found myself out of kilter
I needed my morning cup of Joe
Woke up but had no coffee filter
Just the instant stuff, yeah I know

Some kitchen roll just might do
Folded so it forms a paper cone
Maybe good enough for a brew
It’s just for me so I won’t moan

I find the tub is nearly empty now
Maybe last time I was half asleep
I can manage this, as I know how
The learning curve ain’t that steep

Reading between the lines

Reading Between the Lines

knock, knock

The scratches next door
they were bearable at first
but now it feels deliberate

I cusp my ears
one each in hand
As though i could silence them
with flesh

They’ve now reached the wall
right above my bed
I can feel the vibrations

i step out from my bed
toward the window
calculating if i'll make the fall

But as i walk away
the scratches are louder
i can feel them now
against my skull

Twelve Dollars, Eighty Six Cents

American dream incarnate
Supermarket check out line
One box cake mix, chocolate fudge
One plastic tub of frosting, chocolate
One package of Oreo cookies, original
Twelve dollars and eighty six cents
Roughly half an hour’s pay
Such a nominal fee to exchange
For the sweet taste of freedom
With prophetic undertones of destitution

Acceleration

What we wish all our lives
Is for days to rush and hurry,
Until the next paycheck comes,
How to survive we always worry.

Trapped in a loop, we all are,
Running only to stand still.
We may even sell the car
Just to pay some f**king bill.

Brain fools itself into thinking
A small difference can be made,
But somehow life’s final bill
Ends up being overpayed.

If only we could hit the brakes
While hurtling to our crate,
But there’s nothing we can do,
Nothing but accelerate.

THE FRESH AIR OF LOVE

I want to breathe a fresh air of love
a love without ripples and wrinkles
a love with longevity of happiness
a love grafted with sincerity of mind

I want to breathe a fresh air of love
a love that has never been tested
a love with purity, with a kind heart
that ne'er takes pleasure in revenge

I want to breathe a fresh air of love
a love that strictly abides my desire
a love that never halts in any form
or bites, or kindles a fire of mischief

WISEST WORDS EVER

SOLITUDE POETESS SAID ..

''LAUGH AND THE WORLD LAUGHS WITH YOU
WEEP AND YOU WEEP ALONE ''...

I FOUND IS SO TRUE ...
ALL MY LIFE NOW I LAUGH ...

HOPE THE WHOLE WORLD
KNEW

The Shadow

I can’t be late, to a single thing
I can’t relate, to any human being
I cannot see, my visions blurred
I cannot eat, cos I prefer
To drink so much, and smoke much more
I cannot think, of a reason why
Others don’t help, they do not try
I can see, the shadow that casts
Doubt on us all, more so when you’re tall
It is always there, and stays behind
So, you look in front, with a glint in your eye
From the sun, that creates, the shadow that stays
Creeps like a demon, and darker than grey

Winter Arrives in Upstate

Cup of dark roast java
looking down from window sill
Snow covered roads going uphill
leafless tree is a frost colored white
All the goodwill in this stage of my life
I see the stars to my left eye
It captures the beauty onto the darkened sky
A large print book is what my night will consist
My mind is quiet past the daylight, tonight my heart submits
God has been on my soul , so I let the world know
How to love the precious goals for His child to grow

Short

Life comes, and then quickly, it is gone

All in all, it does not last all that very long

In just one day, you can live a lifetime

Either trapped outside or inside your mind

Turn around it is gone before you even know

The longer time passes, the shorter it grows

Anyway, you look at life, it is just ephemeral

Couldn't get through it without my Demerol

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