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I Write Bad Poetry

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    Rabbit runs He's the legs

    for the lark He collects from the circle and takes the walk He's the fastest and he has ID. Soon the circle will be comfortable and somewhat blind and the bottles will empty and rabbit runs again Stacked lines on bridge mounts and graffiti on concrete revetments are Rabbits...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 3 Responses May 15

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    "Once Upon a Time" Once there was a man who

    had nothing in particular to say he forced his stacked lines and on occasion some rhymes nothing in several shades of gray He spoke of an illusive muse and a starving white sea things that never were and things that used to be. The word wielding ghost remembers bouncing checks...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses May 4

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    On Her Adultery Now she done left me,

    and took all my beer The dishes the CDs,and eight tracks ,I fear The laptop and flatscreen a mere prolog To finding you also carried off the dog You done me wrong you deflated my ego Was that any way to say,Adios,amigo? I spent all of thesse days in a semi on the interstate My...
    bookerdana bookerdana 51-55, M 4 Responses Jun 10

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    With a heavy heart I gazed at Fingerprints on

    the window: Remnants of wanderlust. I was sorry to see him go. He was a punctual fellow But not as precise as logic. Logic sat quietly on notebook paper And arrived immediately when summoned. Sadness, however, showed up late Without warning on a Tuesday night. She made...
    LordSphinx LordSphinx 13-15 May 4

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    Some Poetry Really Annoys Me .....

    Like When they write Dis. joint. ed Random flowery words And then...... Space them like This Like a cluster that is meant to be Deep And Ummmmm.... Etherial. Ooooooh, how Beeeyouteafull Of yourself They call it poetry I call It CAW caw
    Kathieredart Kathieredart 56-60, F 9 Responses Apr 3, 2013

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    Her Hands

    Her Hands     She looks down at her weary hands. They ache from the toils of the day. For every day they lovingly hold many lives, Gladly being the hand of love, The hand of kindness, The  hand of patience, And the hand of sacrifice. Grateful to to give...
    lonesurvivor lonesurvivor 51-55, F 8 Responses May 23, 2011

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    Love, Hate,

    To whom it may concern. I LOVE your warm and caring heart... I LOVE the way you rip and tear mine apart... ~I LOVE YOU~ I LOVE your kind and loving gentle words... I LOVE the way the harsh ones make me hurt... ~I LOVE YOU~ I LOVE all your honesty and truth... I LOVE the cold...
    supermist supermist 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 28, 2013

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    The Meaning Of Life

    There was a time When asked to rhyme I looked the teacher and said Orange? Are you kidding me? Is this some kind of joke? Where do you get off torturing me like that? I'm only 10 for God's sake!
    NoLongerHere NoLongerHere 41-45, M 3 Responses Mar 25, 2013

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    My Thoughts On Love.

    Sometimes When it feels Like Love It really Isn't. It may be Caring. It may Just be an Illusion. Delusion. I think It's only Real When it is Shared. Decided. It's not an Emotion. It is a choice. There is no Falling Fireworks You choose It .... Or not. :)
    slsr slsr 41-45, F 3 Responses Feb 12, 2013

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    Old scratch walks up

    and down in this world not some misunderstood romantic tragic figure but the father of lies old scratch stands behind the curtain and raids the caravans loaded down with good intentions He is the wicked warlord in the horn of Africa He is the self serving dictator with...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response May 4

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    Resolution.

    A bittersweet Moment Just now. Both of us Saying We understand Each other. Letting go Is very Hard for me. I won't Forget Anything. It was So special. I loved every Moment. I treasure That time. I'm proud Of Myself. I know When to let go. I'm proud Now... That I won't...
    slsr slsr 41-45, F 1 Response Feb 10, 2013

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    Oh Come On, I'll Show You Mine If You'll Show Me Yours.............

    Something bit my toe last night I don't know what it was. A sudden pain, a drop of blood, And I looked down, because I wondered if my cat had used His claw to get attention, In hope that I had filled his bowl But no such intervention. It must have been a bug that crept...
    chovhani chovhani 46-50, F 3 Responses Sep 19, 2007

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    The world is getting dark,

    Clouds gathering in the sky, Lightning heeds it's warning to the coming storm, People gathering on the earth, Searching for answers and truth, Lies and evil swirling in the wind, Oceans getting stormy, Restless souls and hearts that are hardening, The truth being hidden...
    johnny048 johnny048 46-50, M Aug 21

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    light shadow cosmic wanderer tooth pick broken

    rainbow mirror barefoot bard with teaks of Chan given taken held up here Maddening glazed and galvanized dreams make for worthless surreal windows classic hot rod metal screams like broken swallows when the wind blows Young and brave treacherous poisoned blood leaning up against...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 3 Responses May 6

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    My Old Blue Chair

    My old blue chair was not always old. I bought it brand new from the store where it sold.My dad helped me get it, when I was with childsomething to rock my new baby, meek and so mild.As she grew I used it for funI kicked up my feet after the day was done.Sometimes another kind of...
    ijustneed2talk ijustneed2talk 41-45, F 3 Responses Dec 7, 2012

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    Give me this moment to call my own and proclaim

    freedom to my eyes to touch and hear and see and feel without fear of fate or compromise give me this moment to call my own to give and take to appreciate or ignore this moment alone is all I ask and then one moment more.
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response May 6

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    StarWanderer StarWanderer 56-60, M 2 Responses Mar 4

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    Introspection I sit alone on this mossy old

    stone on a cold wet winters day and I remember places and loved ones faces they all seem so far away I don't really care if your reasoning tells you that I am strange cause your red neck ways won't leave you room to face the tides of change It's ignorance and hypocrisy and I...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 4 Responses Aug 25

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    This sort of came to me

    as an answer to a question peza asked, so I thought I would write it down......... "The WAR" There is a war inside my mind emotions drawing battle lines opinion flanking from the right ideas coming up behind It started out as civil unrest discontentment everywhere word was...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses May 7

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    I looked up the sky and felt a sense of calmness

    and relief, The Summer sun will now soon set and fade away, The nearness of Fall somehow eases my mind, I find great comfort in the cooler seasons, Autumn renews my heart, mind and soul, For I soon can go outside and breathe again, Breathe and take in the sky again...
    johnny048 johnny048 46-50, M Aug 21

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    She warms my heart by taking a dump on my

    chest; We went to the hospital finding a lump on her breast; My six year old kid she tried to hump and molest. She loves me so much that she's somewhat obsessed.
    seasonedspy seasonedspy 41-45, M 1 Response May 6

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    Mystical Schmistical

    Wishbone  fish bone fortune cookie From sense and reason you're playin' hookie Do stars align, or mystic signs pay your bills or waste your time? Go make your own luck. 
    gotsalsa gotsalsa 41-45, M 1 Response Apr 20, 2012

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    TOYING AROUND It's wrapped in silk

    but bitter that thing of which we dare not speak with glorious bound unfettered the strongest serve the weak You speak with an altered prayer at an alter that is not there You strive and drive the very thing you claim keeps you alive. and there but for the grace of I goes God...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Aug 25

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    Not Just Words

    What is a word Without a voice What is a thought Without a feeling I thought I knew All I needed to Until I realized I didn’t know you The way I want to The way I dream of Still here I am Hanging onto …your next word
    deleted deleted 26-30 1 Response Feb 2, 2013

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    Limbo exists Only because we allow Nothing

    between The pages of life Except breadth and tallow There lies limbo Searching … Searching … For a way of life That fits inside a triangle Instead of being square Limbo wants to fit No matter the shape Of your soul
    stankadiddlehopper stankadiddlehopper 51-55, M Aug 27

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    The beauty of a gray sky embraces my soul,

    The clouds are beautiful to me, The rain that comes from the sky refreshes me, It is rain and the cool cloudy days that fill me up, They comfort and soothe me, Cloudy days give me pause to reflect, The gray dark days give me solace, The gray sky is my friend.
    johnny048 johnny048 46-50, M 2 Responses Aug 31

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    Once a hairy neanderthal whose name we shall

    call Grom found a heavy piece of wood and thought as hard as a caveman could until at last he understood to him the role of King belonged He knew he couldn't hesitate to split every fellow caveman's pate till on their knees they would await King Grom the greatest of the great...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses Aug 13

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    Hopeless

    Everywhere I look Bad choices abound None are my preference No hope to be found   Where is the man Who made my heart leap? He's nowhere to be found My heart now, only weeps   The choices I see Are no choices, at all Where is my vision... My confidence, my gall...
    lonesurvivor lonesurvivor 51-55, F 7 Responses Sep 14, 2010

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    Worst Four Line Poem.

    This is the first line of my poem. This is the second, the third, the end.
    kazeldragon kazeldragon 21-25, F 5 Responses Jul 16, 2007

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    07.15.13~

    I should be.....but I am not I should have known....but I chose to overlook. In retrospect all is made clear.. You...shallow and so self involved... Something real?   September....so far away   ...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jul 15, 2013

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    I knew a baby girl who wanted no attention The

    fact that she was given none is what they never mention I knew a little girl who never spoke a word She learned early on she simply wasn't heard I knew a teenage girl who only saw her flaws At school she kept her head down as she walked down the halls I knew a young lady who set...
    thescarletibis thescarletibis 41-45, F 2 Responses Sep 8

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    Roses...

    Roses are red. Violets are blue. Why the hell does this damn mosquito keep buzzing around my head? I need a drink. Let's all go out and play frisbee.
    NoLongerHere NoLongerHere 41-45, M 4 Responses Mar 7, 2013

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    That Awkward Moment.

    We went to the supermarket....we needed two things... Two innocent objects....but later we cringed. Who would have thought......that two items together. Would make people laugh....like the touch of a feather. She had chafed lips.......and we were cooking a feed. So off to the...
    AtleastImHonest AtleastImHonest 26-30, M 5 Responses Feb 26, 2011

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    Oops ...My Bad

    I've been here before It's not the first time And possibly not the last. My heart is crushed I Should have learned From Mistakes made in the past. I find the key that opens the door Determine to live, to love to grow I gather myself, My courage and pride And finally...
    ijustneed2talk ijustneed2talk 41-45, F 1 Response Aug 5, 2013

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    The wind was light and bent in a strange way it

    spoke in hushed tones and smelled of man made things in the manic moonlight it strained against time and almost cast a shadow Your hair was wrapped around me and you made muffled sounds like a smile The blissful wet warm pull and tug like a more quietly nursing calf lost in the...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses May 5

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    Cross Roads At the crossroads you stand

    and wait for something you cannot define with terms you know to cover choice and sounds you know aren't your own voice
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 2 Responses Aug 25

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    my love gave me a safety vest.

    it seems a simple thing.. wasn't a Lamborghini, or a condominium... A first-class trip to Paris, or even a county fair.. and if i were to tell him, he probably wouldn't understand.... he said I should probably wash it..... It smells a bit you see, (and it does) But it smells...
    SKiesterly SKiesterly 36-40, F 3 Responses Sep 3

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    the thing that i want the most is wht cuts me

    everytime soo sad to be soo smart, but always fall for the line knew it was wrong, but still tried to make it right so i ended up alone ,needing you every night the thing that hurts so bad also hurts soo good my pain was my pleasure n u were the one that understood
    braveenoughto braveenoughto 31-35, F Apr 19

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    The ink in my pen is just flowing away spilling

    emotions all over some page Emotion's gonna lead me to an early grave and all I get is a song just a sound full of feeling.... but writing down feelings and the sounds they go to is one of the only things I know how to do the other is knowing just how to miss you and die deep...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 5 Responses Jun 10

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    Tired Of Love

    I said: "I am tired of love" You said: "I am tired of you" I said: "I sleep to much" You said: "You are boring" I said: "Shall we eat a banana-sandwich today?" You said: "What for?" I said: "I don't know" You said: You sound like a lazy person" I said: "I have no comment on that...
    Clothed Clothed 41-45, M Mar 2, 2013

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    I've dreamt of storms low dark

    and greenish hungry clouds elements drawing battle lines exuding a foreboding miasma vapor fat with lightning and moving air threatening a killing wind I've seen the street lights flicker and come to life a little passed middle of the day the pressure dropping fast each and...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response May 10

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    THEN I sit blind at least blurry in a

    place I wouldn't want you to find me my ears are ringing louder than my heart was singing years ago before I lost my senses somewhere between Tucson and San Antonio Now my ears are roaring Is that my blood ? flowing a little colder than usual It's so still now still...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response Aug 25

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    Stopping To Think While My Dog Gets Irritated

    This little ambiguity just flopped out of my head and onto the floor...unfortunately, I picked it up and now I'm inflicting it on you poor, unsuspecting folks. Let me also add, with the deepest apologies to my favorite poet of all time: Dear Robert, I may borrow your rhyme and...
    BozoBuckets BozoBuckets 51-55, M 1 Response Feb 3, 2013

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    So how I'm gonna tell this tale?

    There once was a girl, so over heels fallen, For a boy who never in his wildest dreams would ever, ever bail. She knew by the way he looked to her eyes, The way that the time seemed to fly by, Just the way they touched, The skin of a slight fairy dust, Held none the less...
    catherineeac catherineeac 13-15, F 1 Response Aug 26

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    There but for the grace of God go I he said

    with hypocrisy on his breath and the fattest wallet on the block Judge and jury in his head the verdict read the sentence passed the gavel hammered down He pays lips service to his mind disclaimers to soothe his own conscience free flowing like cheap beer on tap the peasants...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M 1 Response May 7

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    The Mask You said I was

    beautiful And I thanked you For the compliment But did you not know That you were complimenting me On my artistry? Perhaps you did know And you admire Both the mask And the visage beneath And love me enough To wait Until I remove the mask And show you What you’ve already seen...
    Rutterman Rutterman 36-40, M 1 Response Feb 22

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    Red Light

    My heart is being pulled, Like a Puppet on a String. I go to Your page, Your light is not Green. My Boe Boe is not There.....
    Sassyone1 Sassyone1 31-35, F 5 Responses Apr 19, 2013

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    Love hurts Love hurts just like a preacher

    butt fu$&ing A boy in the back of church Just like a mother first born being hauled off in a hurst I'm here to expose love like a pu$$& Underneath a panty less skirt...... (Drops mic and walk off stage).....🎤🙉🙊
    Starrmoonchild Starrmoonchild 36-40, F Apr 23

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    "The Worst Poem Ever" This is the worst poem

    ever nothing noteworthy profound or clever no meter no measure a confusing tone It's the worst poem ever so leave me alone It could be about something in particular It could be parallel or perpendicular but it's not about anything this time and all I have to do is rhyme I'm...
    puck61 puck61 51-55, M May 5

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    Lee, Please be my bee,

    I'll feed you honey, Even when the day isn't sunny, You her cry when I make you lose, And I've never seen you drink booze, Maybe it's because you're a game character, You should be among the top male Hollywood actor, I shall stop now since its creepy, I can't rhyme it with...
    Pandainpinktutu Pandainpinktutu 18-21, F Apr 27

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    Related Experiences

    I can't stop writing. Its an absolute necessity for me, an addiction even. I look for new forums to express myself. Though I realize EP is not likely a place where my work will be...
    adianoeta adianoeta 26-30, F 2 Responses 3 days ago

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    Oh dear heavens yes... My poetry is dark as crap. If you ever want poetry that will make you depressed then I've got you covered.
    ifearsnowmen ifearsnowmen 18-21, M 1 Response Aug 20

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    "the glory of the hot hand' a hot number and you could see the dice smokin her luck was on fire life was a flash in the pan sweet the glory of the hot hand hounded when its thin...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Aug 19

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