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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Published
17th Apr 2022 4:18pm
17th Apr 2022 4:18pm
I Just Wish The World Would Stop
my peace is
uprooted
floating on the breath
of the landscape
my inner aura is
diluted
seeking shelter
whilst it can escape
my eardrums are
ruptured
marching beats in its
canal
my tranquility is
ushered
tossed aside like low
morale
my eyes are
saturated
in toxic elements they
see
my voice is
drowned
netted by the pollution in
me
I just wish the world would stop
uprooted
floating on the breath
of the landscape
my inner aura is
diluted
seeking shelter
whilst it can escape
my eardrums are
ruptured
marching beats in its
canal
my tranquility is
ushered
tossed aside like low
morale
my eyes are
saturated
in toxic elements they
see
my voice is
drowned
netted by the pollution in
me
I just wish the world would stop
#NaPoWriMo2022
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Published
22nd Apr 2022 4:34am
22nd Apr 2022 4:34am
Pulling Teeth
This whole back and forth routine
Is really getting old
Each time I summon your committee
I get persecuted a billion-fold
I’m the poet
You’re the talent
You’re the pen
I’m the valiant
You are the basin
Where my talent is drawn
Over-running with poetry
Dribbling on a canvas from dusk till dawn
Inspiration upholds your wings
Dedication brings out your rings
Many times you dashed to the rescue
If only to be heard
You clothed my closed mind
And fed it until it stirred
You are...
Is really getting old
Each time I summon your committee
I get persecuted a billion-fold
I’m the poet
You’re the talent
You’re the pen
I’m the valiant
You are the basin
Where my talent is drawn
Over-running with poetry
Dribbling on a canvas from dusk till dawn
Inspiration upholds your wings
Dedication brings out your rings
Many times you dashed to the rescue
If only to be heard
You clothed my closed mind
And fed it until it stirred
You are...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Published
27th Apr 2022 6:38pm
27th Apr 2022 6:38pm
Bone Dry
My thoughts are brittle
Riddled with cracks and fractures
On the verge of acquittal
My energy is noncommittal
Awol
Dissipating little by little
My soul is withered
Life support
Carried away and littered
My pen is barren
Coughing up its last
Inkblot
Wastelands and desserts
Spew from my mouth
Like dry rot
My talent is desolate
Void of any intelligence
Boycott
Riddled with cracks and fractures
On the verge of acquittal
My energy is noncommittal
Awol
Dissipating little by little
My soul is withered
Life support
Carried away and littered
My pen is barren
Coughing up its last
Inkblot
Wastelands and desserts
Spew from my mouth
Like dry rot
My talent is desolate
Void of any intelligence
Boycott
#NaPoWriMo2022
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5 Comments
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Published
28th Apr 2022 7:51pm
28th Apr 2022 7:51pm
Wanting
The winds Hail Mary my windows
as if the leaves were the pass
and everything else the
“Tackle”
Framed puzzles put together by me
attach themselves inexplicably
to my wall as if self
“Shackle”
Clutter draws on my breaking point
in a chicken shit manner
provoking me to retaliate
like a boxed in
“Jackal”
The blackbird's circle and stalk
the morning skies in vain attempts
to indict me on trumped-up
charges of aggravated assault on their
“Apple”
Water droplets from the showerhead ...
as if the leaves were the pass
and everything else the
“Tackle”
Framed puzzles put together by me
attach themselves inexplicably
to my wall as if self
“Shackle”
Clutter draws on my breaking point
in a chicken shit manner
provoking me to retaliate
like a boxed in
“Jackal”
The blackbird's circle and stalk
the morning skies in vain attempts
to indict me on trumped-up
charges of aggravated assault on their
“Apple”
Water droplets from the showerhead ...
#NaPoWriMo2022
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1 Comment
Cyndi_Moone
Published
20th Dec 2022 7:04pm
20th Dec 2022 7:04pm
TRAIN A CHILD
Train a child in the way he should go
Is not only a question of the mind
But that of the soul.
Train a child with God's Word and bind
The Word to his hands and let it flow
Through the child's desert storm.
Lately, wondering if cute little fables
Legends and fairy tales do more wrong than good.
When all is laid flat on round tables
Do they create more damage than understood?
"They're just children!" Someone may say
Yet there's a long road ahead of affliction and pain
Why should they be damagd by winds blowing them away
Like...
Is not only a question of the mind
But that of the soul.
Train a child with God's Word and bind
The Word to his hands and let it flow
Through the child's desert storm.
Lately, wondering if cute little fables
Legends and fairy tales do more wrong than good.
When all is laid flat on round tables
Do they create more damage than understood?
"They're just children!" Someone may say
Yet there's a long road ahead of affliction and pain
Why should they be damagd by winds blowing them away
Like...
#faith
#TruthOfLife
#tradition
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Cyndi_Moone
Published
30th Dec 2022 5:25pm
30th Dec 2022 5:25pm
WHERE IS GOD?
WHERE IS GOD?
When life is unfair and treats you as such,
When you’re down to nothing much,
When enemies surround you and there’s nowhere to hide
You may ask yourself, “Why is God not by my side?
Where are You in the middle of my pain?”
Even King David asked during his Season of Rain,
“Why do you hide in the midst of my troubles?”
Yet, it’s when we seem troubled
That You, O God, stand even closer than we know!
I’ve trusted Your name and placed on it my love
Knowing my help comes only from you from so high above
I wait for...
When life is unfair and treats you as such,
When you’re down to nothing much,
When enemies surround you and there’s nowhere to hide
You may ask yourself, “Why is God not by my side?
Where are You in the middle of my pain?”
Even King David asked during his Season of Rain,
“Why do you hide in the midst of my troubles?”
Yet, it’s when we seem troubled
That You, O God, stand even closer than we know!
I’ve trusted Your name and placed on it my love
Knowing my help comes only from you from so high above
I wait for...
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
russell_snow
Published
26th Apr 2023 7:14pm
26th Apr 2023 7:14pm
The Theory of Everything (Film Inspired)
The theory of Everything
is the equation of Love
so it's Life
and it's Love
and it's You
and without Me by your side
everything will still be okay
I did my best when I loved You
but time had a way of falling hard
and the song meant to keep us together
had to be sung one note too far
and now we are out of time
and soon it will seem like the sun
will no longer shine
but let faith guide you
maybe the angels will Sing:
the equation for Love
is the theory of Everything
so it's Life ...
is the equation of Love
so it's Life
and it's Love
and it's You
and without Me by your side
everything will still be okay
I did my best when I loved You
but time had a way of falling hard
and the song meant to keep us together
had to be sung one note too far
and now we are out of time
and soon it will seem like the sun
will no longer shine
but let faith guide you
maybe the angels will Sing:
the equation for Love
is the theory of Everything
so it's Life ...
#love
#spiritual
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oskar
Published
17th Apr 2024 6:23pm
17th Apr 2024 6:23pm
the forest man
The forest man
He had bought a cabin in the woods near a lake
he planned to go there after his divorce
with no demand on his time, life would be simpler
first of all, he needed a dog, the one he had
was a poodle, his ex-wife could take the mooch
he needed a strong dog that could feed itself
catching rabbits in the glen
The cabin only had one room, a big room he could
make a kitchen in a corner, for the he needed
a hand pump and dig a Hole for a cisterna.
bedroom and living room together was ok, he had
a sofa bed but needed...
He had bought a cabin in the woods near a lake
he planned to go there after his divorce
with no demand on his time, life would be simpler
first of all, he needed a dog, the one he had
was a poodle, his ex-wife could take the mooch
he needed a strong dog that could feed itself
catching rabbits in the glen
The cabin only had one room, a big room he could
make a kitchen in a corner, for the he needed
a hand pump and dig a Hole for a cisterna.
bedroom and living room together was ok, he had
a sofa bed but needed...
#admiration
#courage
#emotions
#forgiveness
#gratitude
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Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Joe-D
Published
2nd Oct 2020 10:22pm
2nd Oct 2020 10:22pm
October 31st
Beware this night
When crows take flight
The moon is crescent
The howls are present
The wolves are afraid
The children parade
Trees extend their claws
Pumpkins sharpen their jaws
Witches cackle their laughs
Black cats’ cross paths
Mischief is loose
Nobody’s safe from abuse
Gremlins target their porches
With pitchforks and torches
Makeshift bags in hand
“Trick or Treat” they demand
The dead walk in numbers
Safely bridging the bumpers
Werewolves and Frankenstein
Mummies with no spine
Dracula and...
When crows take flight
The moon is crescent
The howls are present
The wolves are afraid
The children parade
Trees extend their claws
Pumpkins sharpen their jaws
Witches cackle their laughs
Black cats’ cross paths
Mischief is loose
Nobody’s safe from abuse
Gremlins target their porches
With pitchforks and torches
Makeshift bags in hand
“Trick or Treat” they demand
The dead walk in numbers
Safely bridging the bumpers
Werewolves and Frankenstein
Mummies with no spine
Dracula and...
#happiness
#anxiety
#courage
#Halloween
#fear
6 reads
8 Comments
Mookie
Published
4th Sep 2021 6:31pm
4th Sep 2021 6:31pm
A childhood in Portsmouth
Driving through the streets of Portsmouth
Each stop a new memory of the past
Growing up in a vast expanse of fun to explore and devour
Sea front to cycle along, the greenest grass to run and play
Schools, shops, houses, memories, memories and so much more
Sat on the sea front, looking out at the wild exciting sea
A sea that is so alive
Today we are alive
Today we are living
Memories…
Each stop a new memory of the past
Growing up in a vast expanse of fun to explore and devour
Sea front to cycle along, the greenest grass to run and play
Schools, shops, houses, memories, memories and so much more
Sat on the sea front, looking out at the wild exciting sea
A sea that is so alive
Today we are alive
Today we are living
Memories…
#historical
6 reads
1 Comment
OxyMoronicMe
G.L.
G.L.
Published
7th Sep 2021 3:43am
7th Sep 2021 3:43am
At Death's Door
Pinky toes, uncut
dipping under, the other side of life
Nothing
I felt nothing, for you
neither for them, my blood
The kindle outwicked
a will, my own
Nothing
I see nothing, a memory
visuals of faces, nor places
Time slowed down
almost stopped, counting backwards
Nothing
I heared nothing, a silence
no voices, calling after my name
And I, for no one
whispered
remembered
cared
Love, hope and faith
were just letters unspelled
I seek no...
dipping under, the other side of life
Nothing
I felt nothing, for you
neither for them, my blood
The kindle outwicked
a will, my own
Nothing
I see nothing, a memory
visuals of faces, nor places
Time slowed down
almost stopped, counting backwards
Nothing
I heared nothing, a silence
no voices, calling after my name
And I, for no one
whispered
remembered
cared
Love, hope and faith
were just letters unspelled
I seek no...
#death
6 reads
1 Comment
Mookie
Published
3rd Mar 2022 7:02pm
3rd Mar 2022 7:02pm
Conflict...
Life is precious, they say
God given, the gift of life, you only have one
Then why oh why are they taking life so freely, so recklessly, so selfishly?
I live one day at a time, thats my choice and not your suggestion
Bombs are dropping, explosives exploding
Fear is fuelling fear, people fleeing with nowhere to flee
Parents unable to give their children the promise of peace and freedom
What a sorry way to live
Tragedy is our closest friend, our closet enemy
Maybe this is the end of all endings
All we have is hope, hope for peace and...
God given, the gift of life, you only have one
Then why oh why are they taking life so freely, so recklessly, so selfishly?
I live one day at a time, thats my choice and not your suggestion
Bombs are dropping, explosives exploding
Fear is fuelling fear, people fleeing with nowhere to flee
Parents unable to give their children the promise of peace and freedom
What a sorry way to live
Tragedy is our closest friend, our closet enemy
Maybe this is the end of all endings
All we have is hope, hope for peace and...
#conflict
#war
6 reads
5 Comments
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