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Kasti Mar 14
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Hadiy Syakir Dec 2018
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Pete McIntire Jun 2018
Today while writing out words to break down & create anagrams that I could use in my writings. I realized that the anagram for "Secret Admirer" is "Dreams Reciter".

Crazy right?

The girl that I think about all day,
Practices my dreams at night?

If only I could tell you the words;
I'm afraid they're all ones I've never heard.

To bring you the sun & take all the rain.
To transition you to earth;
From my brain.
Pete McIntire
1/3.5
@RedLightWriting
Vyakya Apr 2018
(In the format of and inspired by E. E. Cummings's The Sky Was.)

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above
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Katie A Mar 2018
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chaziyer Oct 2017
&the world was small
compared to that of
hearts and flowers

And poems were only
whispers among the trees
that you weaved with
your frail
F I N G E R T I P S

You are the bright
light against pale
paint, the tiny curve
in the corners of
a smile--
the quiet
S
H
A
D
O
W
S
in the pages of a book

You are all the
beautiful things
--if ever eternally--
(so slightly your life flickered)
you are.

(2.22.15)
A dedication poem to eecummings
vanessa fonseca Oct 2017
Spinnin and spinnin
Head breaks off into a branch
The ends of my fingertips thin out
Like
I am dense in the middle: thin around the edges: i can feel myself melting away.
He told me
Ill meet you there, but someone will hurt you when the time is most wrong
boywasiright
vanessa fonseca Oct 2017
my heart broke and spilled on the highway
completely
out

i dont have any interactions with ppl that are not customer service interactions
im lonely.     feels like my brain is just logged off.
with an axe i start to work throoo my leg
my brains just off
1 million dollar winner
oh my brains just
off
   wont go on
i hit a pothole, pop my tire and
lose control
911 how are you today im amazing cuz I love life
im laying in the woods and i can't fall in love
with a  hammer i work at my head
til its far gone
Laura Slaathaug Apr 2017
Starlight is just a crack in the night sky.
The night is just a cape for the daylight,
a shadow spanning the earth's blue surface.
The earth is just a blue marble spinning  
around the sun, catching a flash of light.
The sun is just a yellow bonfire
roaring in a space without sound or air,
like in your head when you read these lines.
This is just a poem trying to describe
the magic to be glimpsed in the night sky.
National Poetry Month Day 12.
h b r Apr 2017
there was nothing to say & you wouldn't shut up & you took me by my little hands & you dipped me in chocolate (talking all the way) & then i rose & i was bleeding & everything was sweet & there was nothing to say except let me take this too far let me choke on what we have done let me suffer like everyone wants to suffer let me live let me lie & let me walk along the line with my little hands swinging free & loud
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