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  Jul 14 Traveler
paul sheridan
wanted to write something upon
westminster bridge
but since wordsworth had already scuppered me
completely
I went back to the pub    ..
  Jul 14 Traveler
Chandy
Latched on
Poisoned touch
Death of the temple
With a venomous shot
All of our pain
Comes from our creations
We can rot for eternity
Or remove pieces
To hope for tranquility
  Jul 14 Traveler
Meli
I always ruin it
I've never felt trusted
Yes I've tried to quit
But I've been saved again, by my heavenly father, Jesus Christ

I'll pray for whoever feels like this too
They sometimes make me feel like poo
If you need help like I did,
Just call for His help, and He will be there <3
Jesus loves you and he will always be there for you like it says in Romans 10:13, which states, "For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved." I hope this helps your problems!
  Jul 14 Traveler
Thomas W Case
Where did the literary
giants write their masterpieces?
Thoughts like this plague
me when my mind stews.

I heard that Hemingway
stood to write.
Did any of them write on
the toilet?
Straining to ****...
"Call me Ishmael"
Could that have been the genesis
for Moby ****?

I like to write in bed, sleep
competes with the creative
process, but I keep coffee on
my nightstand.
I prop myself with
Hawkeye pillows, and
arrange the vapes.
Cigarettes are gone, but the
nicotine addiction remains.

No ***** to spill on
the pages, and no woman to
vie for my affection.
Tonight, I make love to
the page.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wBAZoRBDD9k
Here is a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry from my latest books, Seedy Town Blues Collected Poems, It's Just a Hop, Skip, and a Jump to the Madhouse, and Sleep Always Calls.  They are available on Amazon.
  Jul 14 Traveler
Meli
You never told me
I thought you were my missing piece
You never acted like you appreciated me
Like if I was nothing to you

I loved you all the way
Thinking you were the one
You never made me feel grey
Then when you said yes, I thought this would be fun

Your eyes would hypnotise my soul
Making me worry
So sad that I turned dull
That in the end you made me feel fuzzy

When I remember this is my first time, you make me feel like slime
But everyone would tell me "This is not the time".
I didn't know what to do
So I had to end it, This was the only thing I could do

Good Luck and God bless you <3
  Jul 14 Traveler
Lynn Stillman
I sing to myself.
Heavy metal lullaby.
Sleep falls ******* me.
  Jul 14 Traveler
Julie Grenness
She is every woman,
Bringing love to her man,
She shares erotica,
Ever so wundebar,
She is wife to all men,
Loving chick in his zen,
She can birth, she can bleed,
Cook, nurse, love indeed,
She has the ear of God,
Ere power walk over sod,
She is every woman,
Hope you wave that fan!
Feedback welcome.
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