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Kyle Houseman May 2018
Sell my fortune for this,
hedge my bets and trim the hedgerows,
turn the corner of my hearthstone
find myself neat and low.

Nice and steady, but ready.
For something broader,
something deeper and more meaningful
meaning I have to try harder
and not just idle out and auction off all of my clothes
I don't feel like washing at all.

I get that feeling often.

My attempts at causation may have caused concern,
but I've found you cannot have something to prove
without having something to learn,

that's why every day I die and come back to life.

breath new life, trifle with new strife.

keep kicking until I get kicked out myself.

isn't that what this life is all about?
requisite poem for entrance to Hello Poetry, published here

"Well hello Hello Poetry"
Riley June Apr 2018
velvet cord blocks their entrance,
this show is not for everyone,
no amount of bribery could get them in,
on opening night the line winds away,
production took lifetimes of innocence,
with casting simply an impossible task,
many auditioned with memorized lines,
while your lines soared above tidal waves of emotion,
with Hollywood heckling your agent,
and singing praises only to the tune of your name,
it will be you with a name plastered in lights,
as i will exist only to become your footnote,
but for a moment,

you were my fan
Rachel Julia Oct 2015
I walked in on shaking legs
Hurry away my mind begs

But I decide to leap
Wishing I was sound asleep

Like that last step in the dark
Go ahead do it from the heart

I quietly begin my song,
With luck it will not last too long

After a slow beginning I grow and grow
I smile and soon somehow I know

Their faces are warm like a hot cup of tea
I know they see the improvement in me

They applaud and they smile
Now it’s time to wait for a while
Thank you. x
Felicia C Jul 2014
over analysis

of unexpected poetry

pretty words on a pretty page on a pretty day

(****)

i climbed the tree because it was there

and because i need a classical role on my resume
April 2013
Sy Lilang Jul 2014
Volunteers, PSGs, Staffs
Executive Directors
And higher task allocators.

People pass by
Mic's were off
Facade was the banner of hope.

Voices all over the provinces
All with the same goal
Rightly urged with own reasons.

Two faces were present
Painted with grimace
Or with broaden smiles.

The screening was stern and severe
Camera rolls on with Level 2
"Next," "Give me another song"
The voice sounds no roughs of plead
A voice pushing rivals
To their very own frontiers

I was startled
So this is how they do it
Selection, great screenings
There're expectators
There're hope hurtles
*Dreams will sooner be pulled of.
Watching the Voice!!
Styles May 2014
Saturday afternoon:  She came over for the audition. She was wearing a black leather mini, black blouse, black fish net stockings and black high heels. She was hot. So was I...She told me to get on my knees and look under her shirt.  Her perfectly ******* greeted me, followed by her flat stomach and bra-less breast. I couldn't resist -  I reached up, grabbed her, and throw her on the couch. I wanted to **** her right there but, she stopped me. She said that she wanted to touch it first. That, she loved touching her ***** after it's shaved- the friction of flesh rubbing against flesh, the sensation, made her *** harder. She said she wanted me to shave her the next time - so I can watch her ***, the help her wash everything off.  She says a lot of things... After all, its only an audition

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