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Anne Feb 25
free
falling
in
to
this

  l a  r  g e

m
          e
           S      S

you created.

don't think you
can fix it
can you?

since
you're
just
so
                                                                far
                                                                                   a - w - a - y
pistachio Feb 24
///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////
//////////////////////////////////////////////  I /////////////////////////////////////////
//////////////////////////////////////will be your ///////////////////////////////
    //////////////////////////umbrella protecting you///////////////////////////
///////////////////from the sweltering heat of sun or the///////////////////
//////////gloomy torrent cloudburst caused by anyone who/////////
////leave you in a world extinguished of candela. I will not let the////
sadness of heavens drown you and washed away your smile. I will
not let the heat of Apollo scorch you again or wither you, my lily of Nile.        Though                 you              may              left
/              /        /      /   me  /        /          /      /
               /                 /     /         in a       /      /                          /
/                 /                         dim                    /                /
/           /                    /                   spot         /                /                  /
      /              /            /             trust            /               /           /
     /             /                 / me I               /               /
/                         /                           will                /               /              /
     not
/          /                         move    /            so         /
          /           /                          you         /         can    /             /
/                     /                          find                  me                    /
     /  /      /          /         when things get  /       /
 /                      /                          tough again.    /                   /
Another attempt for a shape poem. Don't know if it's good. Have a good read though :)
Matthew Feb 18
I Know
I am just
An Old Shoe
That should be thrown away
But if you tear me to small pieces.
And rearrange my flesh to be with you
It could be the perfect fit for me and you.
Love,
Your Old Shoe
Anne Feb 15
if dreams were real
like they said.

wouldn’t you
   meet me?
                                                        
under                               *    
                                   *      *     *     *      *
                                   *         the      *   *
                          *      *      *          *    *      ­

                                    *        eiffel         *     *  
                          *             *           *             *       *
                        *       *          t o w e r         *         *
                       *    *      *      *        *        *          *     *
                              *    where lovers meet.
whoops accidentally got deleted.
SMS Feb 9
She swayed        with the wind
He held her tight against his chest
Graying hairs tucked under his chin.
Gosh this woman the love of his life
Their joints pop harmoniously
Their napping chairs adjacent
In old age and in youth
She’s always been
The one.
mrc Feb 1
the right side of my mattress has caved in on itself
a not so tiny crater in the shape of me
a rough outline of my contours
and i wonder
for a fleeting moment
if your bed has the same problem
only on the left
- i like your name even though no one calls you by it (i will)

soft
sweet
soothing
sumptuous
a comfort to offer
an attempt to pamper
a big scoop of ice cream
after a root canal procedure
not  to  subside
or else to hide
the pain but
to  forget it
for awhile
and / or
get the
smile
back
:)
A shape poetry after a long time
Simon Soane Jan 18
The shape
of you
goes fast,
as do dreams
of everlast:
please stay baby,
please stay
around:
a second with you,
I raise The Crown.
Anne Jan 16
she gave you
everything

all you did
were
lies
with
and a
  b
     r
        o
       k
    e
r
n
    heart.
Deborahlee Jan 13
A
salted
teardrop
splashes as
it falls onto the
ground and earth
drinks in the puddle
pooled on the ground
-and inside of me ~on
the outside too, my
body fills me up
with longing
for you

so call me a weeping woman if you see me
sitting alone beneath a giggling willow tree.
...lonely girls cry
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