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Who Can Survive Friends Like That

Submitted by Barbara Writes on Sun, 2014-12-21 23:23

I'm the queen and you're the king.
If I can't be treated as such,
I'd rather not participate
in her shenanigans.

why should I be dethrone
and take the humble status
of being last all the time?

it's not so much being last that bugs me,
but the way you treat me when I take liberties.
I know I'm seen as pushy, bossy, a know it all-ler,
my way or no way.

Saying No To Red Lolly Pop

Submitted by Barbara Writes on Sun, 2014-12-21 23:19

Love was everywhere
In high school
girls and boys made babies

but boys would say
“It's not my baby”

girls with big bellies
looked a fool
with no baby daddy.

in my heart, I said
“I'm not falling in love
with a boy
or having sex”.

“he won't treat me that way”
“No” was my favorite word
ever since first grade”.

Workshop: 
"The Right Word"

I Swear I'm Not A Stalker But, I Imagine Things.

Submitted by emogothgirl on Sun, 2014-12-21 15:10

i am lurking in a corner of the cafe,
waiting for my sister, just three more hours to go,
and diagonally across from me there are two people.
the woman talks
and the man smiles, watches
i am compelled to think that he is in love with her
from the set of his mouth to the way he tilts his head
he hunches forward, forearms on the table
it all radiates warmth.
i hope she knows it.
they sit close and i can't tell from this alone
if they are together
but i like to think they should be.

I Want You To Know

Submitted by Rula on Sun, 2014-12-21 11:47

Before being sandwiched
in every day's mundane chores,
those frivolous issues, and some more,
I come to read you,

I smile.

Secret Skies

Submitted by Malice2112 on Sun, 2014-12-21 03:26

In luster above our heads it dances
Stealing our eyes for those unblinded
Sweet greens and dark purple entrances
Expanding dimensions for the broad minded

In waves of solar storm it shakes our sky
Particulate matter excited and fast
Shine bright as solar winds pass by
Molten light from plasma at last

Zenith above us heads tipped up
In awe and amazement
We gaze in the heavens
And ignore the pavement

One the other side

Submitted by Barbara Writes on Sat, 2014-12-20 03:43

There's trouble brewing in the pasture
Green foliage fading around the edges
Eaten through by insects on the bushes.

On the other end flush green grass grows
Oaks and pines bearing vines overgrows
And she peers into the unknown.

Some say the grass is never greener
But a mirage or something bitter
On the other side, to her it looks better.

She think a lot about traveling
Leaving her troubles where she's confined
It's the comfort she longs in her mind.

Neglection Of The Missing Moon

Submitted by brittle light on Fri, 2014-12-19 21:58

the long fade
...exposed....
in naked windows
and empty spaces

the crumblings
dusted away

nothing breathes

the last sounds, sent
yesterday
rattling in crates
smelling of then;
when here meant them
...and part of me

but, all did not fit
for them, not enough

now I'm alone
left with only misgivings

they,
on their way
to find what was missing

An Acrostic Poem (The Right Word)

Submitted by wesley snow on Fri, 2014-12-19 18:42

Those birds I ponder near my house
Have holes in trees as flitter mouse,
Except they flitter through the day.

Such grating songs they always play,
Part cuckoo screeches calling loud,
All arrogance and preening proud.
Right rudely do they guard the nests-
Rough arguments; effusive pests.
Oh, sparrows are a noisome bunch
When break my fast and spoil my lunch.

And when of wind they might run dry,
Nowhere is there a silent sigh.
Damn chickadees now chide and bitch.

Workshop: 
"The Right Word"

THOUGHTS

Submitted by AMOGELANG MOKOBANE on Fri, 2014-12-19 04:02

IT WAS IN YOUR EYES
LAST NIGHT I THOUGHT ABOUT YOU
I CAN NOT DENY IT BUT YES
YOU MAKE ME HAPPY

A DAY GOES BY AND I ASK WHERE ARE YOU
A ROCK OF A SOFT SPOT IS WHAT YOU ARE
YOU ARE THE AWESOME WEATHER EVERYONE LOVES
WHAT DO YOU TO BE IN ME?
FRIENDSHIP HAS A BOND BUT NOT LIKE THIS
THE FEELING YOU GIVE ME IS PLEASURE
INSIDE YOU BREAK ME UP

IF ONLY I COULD SEE THE FUTURE
I WOULD OPEN IT AND PUT YOU IN IT
YOU ARE A PLACE BEYOND WONDERLAND
I CALL BY A NAME

...........................a n g e l z..in..s n o w .................

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2014-12-18 22:06

Echo
we listen in the mists
wrapped
the dark attractant
brilliant
surrounded
with halos
dream flakes

Mirror times

Wake me
Lucky Strike
vibrant
like a chord
plucked in
the depths
of resonant
chambers
rounds
held in the palms
of faith
like cold hands
upon hot hearts

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