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I support her through the door, kicking it shut behind me. She laughs and clutches my stained shirt as we stumble though the living room, navigating our way around endless piles of bottles, cans, and cigarettes. When I trip under her weight, she puts a hand against the wall to stop herself from fall... - Poetry > Free VerseStop it, you, With your wayward words. Like a dog on a leash You let Cryptic loose, And call him back With a jovial Whistle. I itch to unzip your smirk And see what's really there. I just want a glimpse To find some sort of Meaning Hiding between your lips....
- Poetry > Free VerseYou lean against the white porch railing, Tossing pebbles into my room. When I hiss through my darkened window To end your manly facade, You jerk your head and grin, Tempting me without words. You hold open the screen door, Always the gentleman, But let it snap close, slapping my bum as I...
- Poetry > Free VerseYou're a banana split. You sound good. You seem good. You look even better. You're a banana split. Not enough ice cream, Too much banana, Not a single sprinkle. You're a banana split. But I don't want you. I'm lactose intolerant. You should just Split....
- Poetry > Free VerseI've always seen my brother As untouchable. Unreachable From his door across from mine, As distant from me As my own future. Thirty-six on the ACT Top 100 colleges, Valedictorian... But who's keeping score? Here I am, an obscure Drama freak, Breathing in the dust Of a lusci...
- Poetry > Free VerseThey say I wore a crown of gold With diamonds set in stone. But it wasn't. It was copper, Painted yellow till it shone. Plastic rubies, bright like poppies Sat upon my brow. They lined my face with false impressions And stung with every bow Of trembling subjects before my throne, Murm...
- Poetry > Free VerseIn a Georgian small-town summer, The sly air drapes warm, sopping dishrags Lovingly upon your shoulders, Pushing you deep into the spongy ground. The cicadas' drones circle your head Like rings of Saturn, echoing Spinning your resolve till It can't walk straight. Frayed ropes of ol...
- Poetry > Free VerseI saw the flame of my generation. She had a spark Of inspiration. She craned her neck to see the stars Above. When she did, her bare feet leapt. Injustice sighed, Repression wept. We saw incentive and the lack Thereof. We squared our shoulders, set our feet And went to work To bring...
- Poetry > Free VerseThey say Play with dignity, Equity, Integrity. I say Play aggressively, Fearlessly, Successfully. They say it's just a game. I say play to win. 'Cause winning isn't sinning If you deserve it in the end. I'm the last one standing When the competition's don...
- Poetry > Free VerseA sandbox kingdom lay beneath an oak. Buds bloomed from the barren ground As they built towers and castles, Wielding plastic shovels like wands. They spent the summers the same way That they spent dirty quarters from their pockets, Delighting in the pleasure of growing like the grass And r...
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- Poetry > Free VersePrudence hidden. Makeup heavy. Lights pounding. Music deadly. Reckless, Rash, Bold and brash. The perfect bait, A perfect medley. Heels and lace, Hunting starts. Masked face. Queen of Hearts. Sly and coy, Snares a boy. Hands are soft, Eyes are darts. Endless cycle, Endless nigh...
- Poetry > Free VerseLittle knocks And tick-tocks From the clock upon the wall. The Mockingbird Sings its fair word, Waiting for next Fall. Towns and docks Of building blocks Don't seem to look as tall When standing near the Clicking clock That's hanging on the wall. Painted smocks And frilly f...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe silence, though unbearable, Remains unbroken. Her quick, nimble fingers Form words unspoken. "You can't leave me." Her stilled hands fall. Face shattered and cracked; A lone china doll. My fingers resist, Stubborn. Unmoving. They don't want to hurt her, And t...
- Poetry > Free VersePre-dawn morning's misty light Battles with the dark of night. And as the shadows shift to day, I wonder what my house will say. The stairs are creaking, Pipes are leaking, Rafters softly groan; So I smile and I hum along, For I am not alone. I sweep the floors, Once, twice, again...
- Poetry > Free VerseHow can music do it? How does it instantly strike that cavern within us, The one which cradles our emotions, Our memories, And free them with a few simple notes? Soft, gentle chords coax recollections; Those which our subconscious attaches To the individual feelings that Music carries thr...
- Poetry > Free VerseAre you frightened, Alarmed? I may slip away, Never to return, Without your notice. At first I remain, Solid and unwavering. Ready when called upon, Waiting when not. Time goes on, however. My steady edges blur, My colors fade, And I sink deeper. Then, when opportunity arises, Yo...
- Poetry > Free VerseOur top-notch masks Are molded quite perfectly! They're all made the same, And loved by society! Smooth and unmarred, No trace of entity, Our masks are made solely To hide all identity! So don't be a misfit! Put an end to your shame! Come into our store, Where all masks are ...
- Poetry > Free VerseIf my pillow could speak, Oh, the things it would say! Being crushed to my chest And cried into each day. It would talk of the stains That mark its soft linen; The tears that had made them, The state I had been in. It'd recall all the stories I'd mumbled and sighed Of insults a...
- Poetry > Free VerseCould you teach me how to dance? To shimmer, bright and true; To twist and turn so gracefully, To float, The way you do? Could you teach me to be free? To follow any path? To feel the warmth seep deep inside; To brighten sunlight's shaft? Could you teach me to be gentle? To whisp...
- Poetry > Free VerseItsy Bitsy Spider Awaiting your small prey, Why must you choose me To torment on this day? Silently you sit, Draw your final breath. Beware of the SMACK! ...It's the sound of death....
- Poetry > Free VerseThe twitch of a finger Can pull back my trigger And shape a pair of lifeless eyes. My sorrow's pang Goes off with a bang, And I watch as another dies. The hands that hold me Are the ones that control me And use me against my will. But they don't give a damn, I am what I am. I on...
- Poetry > Free VerseI struggle; The dam is cracking. Droplets seep through, Despite my intentions. The pits in my stomach My brain, My heart, Are swelling, crashing waves Suffocating. I can't breathe. I can't escape. I try to fight, but I can't. I, I, I. I wonder if he hurts too? If his ...
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