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there you are by  leoferaco

 

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Enchantress.by Alex Tanner

 

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March 2024 Contest Winners!

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Mother Nature  contest  was won by Lavender with the poem To My Monarch and Her Milkweed

03/24 New Member Contest was won by lostLA with the poem insights of a orphan

03/24 I Was Bullied was won by Candlewitch with the poem Ramming Speed!

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Agony by  David Grigorian

 

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a breaking in the silence

whisper to me in dark places,
unshackling my mute form

revive the thousand voices,
I have sustained in a forever
unspoken and formless
so as to be forgotten,
it was in a night-scape,
the void of sound
negated speech

I break into flight,
with an oath choking
on my first cry

I drift on the hair of my nape,
as the weave of my cloth
spirals, for a moment

as gums bleed out
the rhythm in my shade, refrains

of human creativity

thou makest me feel

indispensable
maybe ,indisposable
may, what else
ingarbageable

but I'm glad many Neopoets follow you
and
the stamp of

free verse
which
is no curse

let it rest about my shoulders,
we are all trained to carry heavy boulders,

the Taj Mahal wouldn't have ever been built
unless guys like you and I
weren’t made to
under the over weights
be killed

Torch

Torch..
Mantle sealed is tiger stamps.
All infringe are tyrants tanks.
Full in blasts are tyrants’ forces.
China tyrant fires as torch.

Torch is bad and torch is mad.
Baths and combs are monkey heads.
Laagers tents are fail but safe.
Empty talks with sins are faith.

Faithless royal P.L.A. come.
Funny farms have funny counts.
Waves aside are china faith.
Baffle gaps are china says.

V I S S I O N .. thirteen Megaton

collide my accelerator
and activate me

Flash me

this fuller respite
torn from the grasp
the jagged fingers of joy

Phoenix style
from the ashes
rising

Love fused
silica paragraphs
fall black chapters

hapless release
in slipstream
torment

( fuselage nose art...."Celestial Mermaid" )

A Golden Eagle

A Golden Eagle

He Crept

He crept up on me
slowly
played my strings
tenderly
lowered walls
gingerly
built trust
persistently
teased me
constantly
praised me
loudly
I love him
unconditionally

Azimuth

I watch as twilight
creeps over the Brothers,
stars re-birth
beckoning over
mountains

a shimmering black mantel
conceals Azimuth,
her seductive ebony lips

slide,
over the lamp

A visage of ivory
looks upon earth, drifting
shadow to shadow
passing as a will-o-wisp
of ebony vistas,

always out of reach

still,
the Horizon
mesmerizes me,
ebony lips and a mantel
of seduction,
rolls with reverence effaced,
Azimuth’s arms await,

Cure China WUJANTO madness

Cure for china tyrants like WUJANTO..
ACKADAY CHINA! NO FREEDOM AGAIN NO RIGHTS!.
Powers fetishism bosses are over lords.’
All people fetishism worship evil ways as acts or gestures from china tyrants.
Wiling victims eat their plums. Placeman places may be upper classes.
Varying degrees of forces for torments and squeezes may come up.
Laws enforcements all deterrence all is total.
Congresses members most are mandated.
Mandatory self is purest commies.
Change and lack for doing rights are china tyrants. LACKADAY all is china.

/ a z i m u t h \ t h e A r c h

hazel perillo's
climb into the shade of Mercurys gate
the vines are weeping winds
the salt kiss betroth sweet muses ache

A Joy

A Joy

The Great Bear lifted his head,
Even the stars realised
That in the heavens life was good
The stars reminded him of past days,

but the pattern in his mind’s eye,
was so different to those he was use to.
He saw the Seven Sisters so close,
that he reached out to touch them,
then realized where he was.

Life, good enough to bring him here,
the Spirit called he had answered,
with all the love and light in his heart.
To all fellows he gave perfect love.

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