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PJ Poesy May 2016
He is **** writer
She is scarcely clad inciter
Writer stumbles along
scanning her song

For words to add to his poem
Songstress pretends not to notice
adjectives he steals
thieving glance at his heals
All marauding spinning wheels
Prosody ‘o orthography blow him

plethora a plush collusion
exile of garment illusion

each sit across room
She ties ribbon to bloom
this ribbon runs through typewriter
Who will be inciter?

presume it is not Jeroboam
****** be this poem
Graff1980  Mar 2015
Becoming
Graff1980 Mar 2015
This poem is for the cartoon loving kid
The one who was up at five a.m.
To walk his grandparents dogs
And be back in again before
Jumpstreet frogs
Hit the tv screen
Yes that was a real thing
Like Tiger Sharks
And Karate Cat
I miss him

This poem is for the comic book loving teen
Who hid in his artistic dreams
Longing to be a writer and a fighter
An inciter of a better society
To face off against the cruelty
Of humanity
Because it hurt like a *******
I miss him

This poem is for the bookworm
Working long John Silver ****** shifts
The suicidal ephedrine Adult
Not believing he was worth a ****
I don’t miss him

This is for the non-traditional college guy
Just trying to scrape by
On grants and loans
Staying home
Having a strange thirty year mid-life crisis
Working out was life his life
On permanent sabbatical from everything
I kind of miss him

This is for me
The culmination
Of all of these
Still trying to grow
Still trying to know
Who I am
So I can see who I will become
fatemadememortal May 2019
you and i
we hate cliches
just another thing we have in common
another amongst the many, niche
shared interests that broaden
the connection
between us two

i fancy myself a writer
you used to teach english
so both of us cringe when hearing advice
like "love is blind" given to someone in relationship anguish
and that's why it pains me to be the inciter
asking for communication so precise
having to risk looking foolish
or even losing you completely
as i look in your eyes and say to you
"so... what are we?"

but as much as it pains me
uttering a phrase so trite
what would pain me moreso
would undoubtedly be suffering through another night
of trying to suss out what's going on in your head
or falling asleep alone, again, and thinking that i would be better off dead
set against the notion of losing sleep
over a heart that simply is not mine to keep
so i take a breath and i steel my nerves
to summon the courage to ask for the love i deserve
Michael Marchese Nov 2022
Back in this educate
State of mind
Earning
The title of writer
Inciter of learning
More mutually
Concomitantly
Guessing
The answers
The questions
The overall lessons
I plan so haphazardly
Somehow still getting it
Through to them casually
Just keep it simple
Be honest
Be there
And adroitly instill
This weird skill that I share
Ryan O'Leary Oct 20
Yahya   Sin - Warrior

Martyr for the World

Freedom fighter and

Rev-o-lut-ion  inciter.


The Human wrongs,

Righter, the Zio-nist

and evil Gews igniter.


A day will come and

All that’s dark will be

again, all due to him,

a land much brighter.

— The End —