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  I See Him in the Line at the Water Fountain

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  When I got down to writing a poem about God Well, I didn’t know what to say. He’s magnificent. amazing. fantastic. wonderful. wow. But those man-made words are not just lacking. They’re inconsequential. How do you describe a glimpse of The Divine? I see the edge of a b...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Not Ruining a Rose

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  he smiles politely, pulling his mouth to his nose and widening his eyes so that they could engulf me brows quiver. “hey” “hi” i’m a starer. long ago I got over looking away. he’s just so nice. i smile real tentatively. oh I got that melancholy in my eyes “see ya ...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  She Thought...

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  sharp wooden corner of the lectern clutching it tightly threatening to cut fingers sucking oxygen into very depths looking up facing wall of eyeless noseless mouthless wallful skin waiting to hear about her mouth falls open mind eludes me “I loved her” pause. too long. wall of skin r...
• Poetry > All Poetry
  Directives for Going On

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Sing and keep singing, ‘til your voice runs out Dance and keep dancing, ‘til the world is spinning about Laugh and keep laughing, ‘til you care to share Free and keeping freeing, ‘til souls suck fresh air Pray and keep praying, ‘til God’s out of range Hope and keeping hoping, ‘til...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Still Motion

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  The wheel goes ‘round. Forwards. Forwards. Mankind’s contraption moves. And everything is spinning. I am a spoke on the wheel. Singular. Individual. But connected to life’s motion. The wheel goes ‘round. Catches. Pause || Suspended in an instant. Afloat. Lifted by lumin...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Buckling Again

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Night time on la strada di disagio Standing neck-deep in forget Waiting, I look around Pretend abandon doesn’t bother me Shoddy and half-butted Illuminated but neglected Night embraces the lonely walls Whose silent words plead for care Night listens Fluttering and endearingly tentative B...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Red Eyelid

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  fire lighting up the firs like as if Christmas lights exploded but this is no Christmas this is the end of our pleasant camping trip and the beginning of our disastrous camping trip a beginning of the end i panic because I fear the end i run from the fire i run from the blaze but the blaz...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  He Dances

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  He sees me watching him And smiles He likes the attention He leaps up high and glances at me To see my expression To see if I’m impressed I am In awe, entranced By his show that he puts on Encouraged, he begins to dance Pushing the boundaries Escaping them Playful and careless He f...
• Poetry > Sonnet
  Killing the Self

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Itching fingers twitch and pull the trigger And men fall as naturally as rain Their breaths pushed out, bodies set in rigor I lay down these monsters and sow sweet pain Two peoples run forwards, convictions clash Pride and hatred blur ‘defend’ and ‘offend’ Actions go unquestioned; braz...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Metal Man

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Metal man Of metal means With metal words That clang Reverberating Hard as steel Begging Pleading “Let me in” Tempting Promising “I want to stay” A reason, Any reason, For why he should leave? Mankind has none With wide plastic smiles Cheap praise And dreams ...
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  Looking in the Mirror

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  A mirror hangs in her room That’ll bring about her doom Into it she stares and she stares Until her look consumes her cares Trying so hard to like what she sees Trying to ignore her knobbly knees To forget about her stringy hair To escape this nightmare Of zits and moles and bushy brows O...
• Poetry > Haiku
  Drops

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Clear and fresh and pure Stretching, pulling from the sill Waiting… waiting… drop...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Can I have that 'Rejected' Dipped in Chocolate?

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  when I am sad I eat chocolate chocolate chip cookies chocolate icecream or just plain chocolate because the sweetness slips down the creaminess fills me up it wipes away the sadness fills up the hole makes me forget that I’m sad who could be sad when they’ve got chocolate? chocolate ...
• Nonfiction > Personal Experience
  willow tree

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  the willow tree in my backyard is really old. it prefers the word “wizened”. it is very gnarled. it prefers the word shapely but it doesn’t mind if you call it gnarly (that is if you take that word to mean “beyond radical and extreme”, compliments of urban dictionary). its branches are...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  I said please stay

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  Dear brother, I envy you. You took the high rode the bus to St. Matt- You’s were there but your weren’t Eulogy had some nice things ‘bout some kiddin’, they must have been, cause it sure wasn’t you that they was talkin’ bouts of drinking and sadness cause they didn’t remember yo...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  Screw “What if?”

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  What if we waged our wars with those tiny plastic swords that hold sandwiches together? What if we yelled “pillow fight!” and whacked each other with feathers rather than having fist meet face? What if we stopped throwing grenades, ‘cause snowballs work equally well And are twice a...
• Poetry > Free Verse
  What I See

  

  By prolifepacifist, Cheverie, Canada

  I see the building fall over. One push. I see the forest go up in flame. One strike. I see the light fade from her eyes. One pull. I see the end. One moment. Destruction. I see the spider crushed. One step. I s...