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Colm Jul 2019
There’s something majestic about where water meets rains

As body of water seemingly warmer than that of your own

As if the worlds fishbowl had been turned upside-down on a playing card

Where the warm is cold and cold is the air

And all I want to be is in and beneath

The broken, shining surface of this rippling world

Not quiet, not callous, not alone
Where Rain Meets Water
Colm Jul 2019
And then suddenly
With tremendous presence born
New territories
Open up to your old self
To be shared excitedly
Where Bodies Meet
wordvango Jun 2019
Can you tell me please,
Who the **** finds it a breeze
To scan poems in several identities
Just to minus all the
Comments?
Wow;Eliot has sure sold out
A work of charity give money we'll
Stay free. And the phone app is coming
"Who runs the site?
Ah, this is where I introduce myself. Ahem, hello, my name is Eliot York. I built the site in the wee hours of many hot summer nights in 2009. Though the site has changed a lot since then, I'm still working on it part-time and it's intention is exactly the same: to create an online space for poetry that is, as much as humanly possible, 1) open to the dark 2) glowing with light, and 3) run with money but not for money. How're we doing?"  Which never did and now I try to scroll and get a blank screen. Guess someone offered enough to make his work for us turn into a marketable scheme. Guess the rent went up. In the big city, York
Yachika Sharma Jun 2019
You should know where you stand,
In life,
In realism,
Or perhaps in someone’s heart,
It might feel like you’re on a cloud,
But you could really be standing on nothing,

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Nina Jun 2019
I should have stayed on my side of the sidewalk
It was calm and nice there and everything went in the right direction
But
You were on the other side
And we already tell little kids
To not cross the street without looking
But
The infinite Idea of -us- hit me like a truck
And I didn't even arrive at your side
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