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Ism

Submitted by mark on Tue, 2023-12-19 17:25

ism is not a prism
nor is it a prison
it's not established
until before it's finished

if all I knew were isms
I would more than likely
be solely alone and unlikely
like if I was into Marxism

which I am not however
so I say to those whomever
pull up your trousers and be aware
it's coming from over there

the diabolical aneurism
antidisestablishmentarianism

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CHRISTMAS EVE 1878

Submitted by Alex Tanner on Tue, 2023-12-19 14:17

Soft grey winter twilight
Creeps slow down from the hill.
Carters, backs bowed, lead horses
Another day's toil fullfilled.

Plough traces sing in frosty air,
Hooves splash and plod through mud
Down lanes spread thick with icy slush
Past thatched roofs dark as blood.

A day free on the moro,
The day of our saviours birth,
A day free from hard toil
But for farmhands little mirth.

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Hopeless

Submitted by RoseBlack on Mon, 2023-12-18 19:43

The face in the mirror is a cruel temptress.
A faint spark burned out with sadness.
Replaced with lifeless, hopeless madness.
Given away by black shadows under my eye.

Emotions wrap around me,
like a python squeezing its prey.
Suffocating, nauseating, devastating,
why can't they just let me be?

Who wants someone with three kids and a slew of pets.
Love is fleeting, hard to find appealing
when you have nothing to offer,
except being good in the sack.

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Measure of Time

Submitted by RoseBlack on Sun, 2023-12-17 09:17

Tick-tock the clock.
Tiny hands spinning
minutes into hours.
Life's cyclical song.

Down, down the rabbit hole,
the hours turn into days.
One second, you're young and full of promise,
the next you're waiting to die.

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Red Shift...

Submitted by Geezer on Wed, 2023-12-13 00:05

Speed away time
in the rear-view mirror
Red-shifting days
gone is the year

Think coming months
I beg of you
Oh, crimson tide
shift now to blue

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Granny's Kitchen...

Submitted by Geezer on Mon, 2023-12-11 17:00

Nicotine yellow tin ceilings
dark cupboards, blue-white table top
I see them now, in my dreams
with the love that never stopped

Gran's kitchen shared with aunt Kitty
The smell of something sweet
swing music from the radio
the gentle tapping of her feet

My world was there, heart of the house
or in the dry grass of the yard
I have lunch on the porch with my sissy
she falls asleep; from playing too hard

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Twisted Christmas

Submitted by RoseBlack on Thu, 2023-12-07 18:14

T'was the night before Christmas,
Papa Noir's firing up the hearse.
The back's filled with a coffin shaped sack.
A happy Holiday curse!

The skeletons dangled
from the closet with cheer.
In hopes their final ride
would soon be near.

The halls are decked
with fingers and toes.
Even the demons stopped by
to kiss the Mistlehoe!

Cookies laced with arsenic
followed by a vodka chaser.
The party's just begun.
His festive bag encased her!

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Snowstorm...

Submitted by Geezer on Thu, 2023-12-07 15:13

Sweep the first few flakes away
No matter, soon much more
Oh no, here it comes
We will win this battle today
Shovels ready, and salted sidewalks
Tea and coffee breaks
Overtime will be allowed
Repeat those old mistakes
Mash the gas to beat the crowd

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Mr. Window...

Submitted by Geezer on Mon, 2023-12-04 15:35

Steaming hot oatmeal
A cup of coffee light
to chase away the cobwebs
gathered in the night

T.V. news and weather girls
Local headlines here
Ads for cleaning products
Some for artificial tears

Gameshows, full of people
looking to make a buck
Sneering fashionistas
getting by with ....s

Who are all these people?
Do they live next door?
I've seen them out my window
Are they bringing us their war?

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3 AM

Submitted by RoseBlack on Sun, 2023-12-03 21:45

Three o'clock;
Cobwebs dangle from exhausted eye lashes.
Sleep eludes me like an outgrown friend,
while memories of you come in flashes.

Loneliness covers me like a quilt,
yet offers no comfort; my emotions it steals
just a breeding ground for open wounds
that time can never heal.

Drinking from my tears,
the taste of sand in my mouth
has been eradicated by their truth,
pushing my mind further South.

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