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Mark Toney Oct 2019
bold rolling thunder
lightning quickly strikes twelve times-
perfect 300
10/29/2019 - Poetry form: Haiku - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
uselace Sep 2019
i have
the right to a future,
something
i never thought
would be disputed
but trees are burning
ice is melting
species are being wiped out,
so who's to say
that humans
won't be next?
adults ****** it up and y'all refuse to see that so we're cleaning up your messes
Seanathon Sep 2019
When the first summer rain stirs the peaceful veil
And the white fly casts shadows down tried and true
When the firelight sparks in the first dark of night
And the thunderous call reaches the mountains through

Within grandeur ends such glory
A quiet death for time as it stops

Crashing like passing waves ashore
Bursting into the creative mind

That is the caffeine rushing to a combustive heart
Trying to write with morning fog, mostly about morning fog, is like a descriptive eye chart. LOL. #wakeup
Theamage Mar 2019
Trying to escape,
I am "X" within "Y",
I am not alone,
I know, I know,

Tell when you feel same,
So, we could figure it out,
Strikes, I am "Y" within "X",
It's not a disease, you know,
Tell me when you feel the same,

Nostalgia, now a new feeling for me,
Strikes, I am "X" within "Y",
Love and hatred, an old feeling,
Strikes, I am "Y" withing "X",
Wonder? Not, Tell me when you feel same,
I know, I know, not alone "XY"
Matt Sol Jan 2019
A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
refracting light
of false idols
shading skies to
new horizons.

See ya later
with a question            (x2).
I forgot how
to say goodbye,

A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
as thunder rolls
down a stale sky
into the fray
of a twilight.

See ya later
with a question.             (x2)
I forgot how
to say goodbye.

A second sun
peaks and flutters
in the color-dust
of virga
refracting light
of false idols
shading skies to
new horizons.
you have mistaken us
for someone that wont
*****
word
you
?













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Silence Screamz Jun 2016
Viewing my life through the sun catcher
I only see rain clouds
The lightning strikes my dreams as if I was standing still
Electrify me solid and burn me to the ground
I welcome the storm as it settles into my heart
Tex Dermott Aug 2015
The clock strikes ten.
I have two hours to finish this story.
*Done!
I call this form Unlucky 13.
Kevin Millers Jul 2015
The coffee
I tasted
A long
Time ago.

Spoke the
Same flavor
Up until
Now.

Not that
I dont
Like it
Anymore

I tried
To look
For the
Best one.

Not knowing
I already
Had it.

Now, the
Coffee is
Cold.

And it won't keep me awake
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