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Your eyes! ed

The theme today is eyes
I always have known
that beauty lies,
in the beholders’ eyes
as does love
and that is no lies!

so as the theme today
appears to be
all about lovely eyes

I wish somehow
you do too see,
the beauty in my poetry
if they do lie
do tell me,why

for I know all of us love
our very eyes
and love,
lies within ones loving eyes

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Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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don't you, that your poems are very stupid

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being one such a one
as you can see
most recognize brotherly

you do so Jess dearly
as your equally
no not silly or stupid
but brotherly


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I feel you could have done away with the "between the thighs" lines and refine your poem to be in sync with the title..


raj (sublime_ocean)



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melting walls of steely defence
the hazel...aqua...and green...
and the ice between the valleys
like glacial purity
trickles into the stream
the rivers of life
that spawn
and bring peace
to the lonesome
and the lovers to

thank you

inscribed upon my field,
to your exquisite poetry
Loved must yield

so be it

from Dearest Esker
enchanting poet


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this poem, was crap

A new workshop on the most important element of poetry-
'Rhythm and Meter in Poetry'

as you are the one
who shall wrap
when all my works are found
by others
excepting u
as not that crap

if one is a sadist
what can any one do
except pray for a soul
like u

ur spite is manure for me
I shall continue to be cherished by all
except ye
as a Christmas tree


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who would think that turds bring flowers and plants that we humans
thrive is coming here...i wait for the flowers...
the blossoms are starting to stir here in our frozen world....water is
trickling for its awakening....the good old polar vortex was and is beautiful..
i feel run over a few timrs toay but must walk and gether sustgenanc
maybe i will see faces and things in my ardous travel that will spring forth a \
poem or two...

thank you..

that such poetry emanates from you
dear Esker friend


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