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Razzerleaf
Fire of Insight
United Kingdom 26awards
Joined 15th Sep 2019
Forum Posts: 487

Thought in the absence of all control exercised by reason

Point blank pistol
bullet up your nose
folded dog ear flicked by flea
twisted knee scrawney sinue
red lip chap stick slapstick
piano ice cream tray
red velvet curtain will the song play
chitty chitty bang bang over the cliff
snorkeling miss the fish paralaxed
waterski hits tyre
headlands look the same
borderlands the game
zombie moment insane
minni chedders wear red sweaters
in the month of may
calender notes dont play happy tunes
random selection breaths cold into my room
conversations left on window condensation
cavemen shadows dance lost intrance
rainbow hand drawn a thousand times
thumbs too hard to paint.
Written by Razzerleaf
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slipalong
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom 41awards
Joined 1st Jan 2018
Forum Posts: 822

Natures concepts

Impinge but with a sense of loss
the hues that permeate our thoughts
A fronds, its splits,  
divisions, where the ladder sits.
The transient to higher thought,
warped origins from trunks of innocence
so green.
Stem from a whiter branch maybe.
Pansies float like butterflies,
the mind of art that breeds disguise.
A shadow of a duck that floats,
a sign to raise our hopes
Washed up on the synoptic low.
Hollywoods, star staircase empty now,
where high aspirations  sit upon a bough,
Tabby cat will howl to no avail
and nature bows to only gales

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Written by slipalong
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poet Anonymous

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EleazarSwan
Twisted Dreamer
United States 2awards
Joined 11th Nov 2018
Forum Posts: 42

Who I Am

Who am I to tell you who I am?

I am a daughter with a sacred ring
I am a son of the living king

I am the life animating bones
I am the skin in exotic tones

I am the breath of a better way
I am the sun of a brighter ray
I am a child, a prince, an heir
I have a crown, and beauty faire

I am the rhyme, without a scheme
I am the stitching without the seam
I am the wind; although you hear it
Truly fills my spirit

I am the voice in the wilderness call
I am the voice of the one in the hall
I am the one that appears to the One
I am the victory already won
Written by EleazarSwan
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poet Anonymous

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javalini
Fire of Insight
United States 15awards
Joined 4th Apr 2019
Forum Posts: 201

JUDAS SUTRA (abridged)

thus i have heard
that judas was born on the cusp  
of Taurus and Gemini  
and was therefore conflicted  
and prone to bouts of    
blind faith and dire pragmatism  
and so was the perfect foil for the lord  
who had a bold plan to save mankind  
involving the transubstantiation    
of ordinary human cells into a glorified state  
of pure holy light that would shine like  
the sun for the lost sheep of israel and, hell,  
why not for the lost sheep of every god damned nation  
(that is, every nation God had damned,  
which was just about every other nation)  
and wasn't it about time for something like this  
because the world was skewed  
what with rome having chewed up and swallowed  
God's chosen like a small bowl of fat grapes  
and that was the only way judas made it into the club    
because. hell, peter didn't like him  
nor james nor john nor even young Nate  
but the lord insisted  
and that, my good friends,  
is how the whole thing came to pass  
amen
Written by javalini
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MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
United States 86awards
Joined 17th Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 5594

Eden, On Earth

 

It was the serpent’s fault—
slimy, slithery thing
gnawing on the roots, and
whispering lies, eating
from below.

Everywhere, a tree—
can we paint it back into existence,
Eden?

It was the woman’s fault—
she told him to taste;
it was good, very good.

And then, the horror
of knowing, came
like deluges of despair—
it was true, and the cord was severed.

It was God’s fault—
He made the woman, who
told him to eat;
(She said she was deceived.
She said she was sorry.)

All these colors, spinning
in circles, laughing
coils of snakes
entrapping the creation:

“If I can’t be a man, then
I shall pull wools over his eyes, and
torment with guilt, for
having foolishly believed me.”


Even the psychiatrist draws the trees, for
he, too, knows
what was lost in refusals to admit
one’s hand in original transgressions.

Yet, how lucrative
the earnings from despair, reapings
from what someone else has sown…for we still
blame (the) Father, for our mess.
Written by MadameLavender
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Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Dangerous Mind
3awards
Joined 3rd May 2020
Forum Posts: 2668

IT Once Was  Mine

 
Bury me  
or this ego of mine  
apart, from who I am  
This unconscious self  
that exercises free will  
separate from my own.
Demons move about  
a relative alive within me  
caters to this fully centered  
 self.
 
Bury me  
or this ego that reigns  
over my wake, and sleep  
This driven force, from somewhere inside  
attempting to please Itself
as if, I don't mind  
I have no say, over  
this, that calls me its own
 
Bury me  
or this ego that angers  
me, fulfilling my needs  
Infuriating my bones  
to be like IT  
Motivation beyond anything  
seemingly real  
This god awful imprint that  
leaves me dry.  
Sprinkled with bits the likeness  
of me like colored sugar  
over my personality
   
   
Bury me  
and this ego of mine  
sin so sweet it rots me  
inside out.  
A gladiator chest escorts  
me wherever I go  
These eyes see only days  
of darkness surrounding  
my every intent  
 
 
Bury me    
or this ego of mine    
before more of me falls    
off into this precipice    
of forlorn existence    
Bury this ego    
of mine    
this ego once mine
Written by Valeriyabeyond (Dhyana)
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Valeriyabeyond
Dhyana
Dangerous Mind
3awards
Joined 3rd May 2020
Forum Posts: 2668

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Snoopy1919
Strange Creature
Joined 10th Apr 2021
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This was fantastic two hands up

Ahavati
Tyrant of Words
United States 116awards
Joined 11th Apr 2015
Forum Posts: 14267

Evergrown

Spinal frond    
visibly unfolding      
as an indispensable      
essence of Being      
     
Its pelvic basin      
of blood and bone      
Holy os sacrum—      
Soul's    
arterial seating    
     
Roots extend      
anchoring      
to burn        
in the earthen      
kingdom      
below      
     
Imperishable stars      
ornately crown      
its heavenly      
kingdom      
above      
     
Our cerebellum      
a centered revelation;      
an arbor vitae      
of white matter      
(r)evolving      
     
Thus each moment      
we are becoming      
neither light nor dark      
befalling    
     
But as the tree—      
ever-growing      
     
~
Written by Ahavati
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