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PoetsRevenge
PoetsRevenge
Dangerous Mind
United States
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20/30

Ode To Night X

Regale me, O surest night
that I am yours, alone and you
are mine with every known I seek,
that I might find if only you can lead.
Earnestly and with our fate in keep
among the stones we step along the weeds
and in your many shades of which to learn
always to your school will I return.
Teach me all I seek to know,
bestow on me every reason
for which by you to softly go.
Regale me, O surest night  

           57 unique words

brokentitanium
brokentitanium
k.
Dangerous Mind
Canada
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#20

It takes a village to feed this greedy soul

Somehow, itís deemed
 inappropriate,
   unnatural
     for me to careÖ
as if affection is
a limited commodity
only to be spent on
blood
or
vows.

Well, I refuse to play that zero-sum game
when there are so many friends I cherish.

Itís like I dodged that part of Eveís curse:
  ďyour desire shall be for your husband,Ē
For I desire
a host of companions,
intimacy that lights
all facets of my spirit,
and although
my lust remains at home,
I wonít abide limits
on my love.

wallyroo92
wallyroo92
Tyrant of Words
United States
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20/30

Young and Restless Heart

I can see the wanderlust in their eyes
A world of opportunity is waiting out there
With nothing but bright and open skies
As theyíre slowly becoming more conscious and aware

You can see the wonder last in their faces
From little children to adolescent women and men
Adventure will take them different to places
To a cosmic destiny and fate thatís only known to them

We can feel their spirit longing to explore
As the days are becoming better and bright
Hope and enthusiasm seems to grow more
For the day will come soon when they too take flight

The times are changing and so are they
Life calls out to the young and restless heart
Itís a cycle and itís always been that way
Itís been in our natural instincts right from the start

136 Words
92 Unique

Gahddess_Worship
Gahddess_Worship
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United States
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20/30

Pater Automobilias - Lap One

Papa had a penchant
for British automobiles
when I was just a wee lad
he drove a Morris Minor
then Uncle Jerry called to tell
what a neighbor had to sell
a steel steed much finer

Fond memory I have
traveling with dad
a long way down the 101
the seemingly magical vehicle to see
fatherís mind set to own
the racing green, 1950 MG TD

Parked, rarely driven
smothered under clutter
In a garage in San Diego
my dad and his brother
unearthed the buried treasure
father with glee
hands over the dough
then back to San Jose we go
newest family member in tow

Unique words: 84

Sex_on_the_Joe
Sex_on_the_Joe
Joe-D
Fire of Insight
United States
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20/30

Four-Twenty


You are the glue
That keeps me connected
When Iím with you
My mood is always erected
I never feel down
But Iím continuously out
You turn up my frown
To an overjoyed shout
We visit some clouds
And possibly the moon
It all depends on your shrouds
If our trip ends soon
You make our day Lucky Charms
We ride the rainbows and shoot for the stars
Hugging our hearts with open arms
Weíre blasting off to Mars
Four-Twenty

LunaGreyhawk
LunaGreyhawk
Fire of Insight
United States
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20/30

The Righterís Block

I want to write for you,
drenching the page
with words of love and hope,
to share the life lessons
Iíve learned the hard way,
hidden carefully, anxiously
within the rich fabric
of ordinary moments,
each of all and every one

I want to give to you
the beautifully constructed
analogies and metaphors
woven with expert fingers
into flowing, perfected
lines, measures, stanzas;
I want to inspire you

to move
to love
to risk
to appreciate

yet here I am, with none ~
theyíre all tied up
on my tongue,
twisted into things
I never mean to tell you,
and in the dramatic fashion
Iím known for,
Iíve come here to exorcise them
only to find my pen
scratching at the paper
in frustration,
with nothing but my intentions
to show for it

88 unique words

Zazzles
Zazzles
Broomie
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21/30

I literally hate you

Iíve been thinking about this for somtetime now
the longer I stay, the angrier I become. Day after day he suffocates me with frustration. Dealing with a man with a wet brain infuriates me, he insults me, he pushes me.

In search of a room to rent
I donít need much, just a place to put my clothes
and lay my head, Internet and a parking spot would be great.
I pay my bills on time, I am a writer so I need my solitude, no worries Iíll never bother you.

If i never see him again itíll be too soon. I hate this man,
I really truly do. Not sure what else to say, except Iím through...








silent_sound
silent_sound
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20/30

..dude..

i can't think of a dang thing to write
so i will just type
and see what happens
on this tuesday night
day 20 of 30
for this little challenge
its the most poems I've ever had to smalenge
yes i used smalenge as a word
because what the hell else would rhyme
at this point right now
im just trying to get something in on time
sick as a dog and hard to think
may this little hodgepodge make it to the schmink!!

61 UWC

Misfitpoet89
Misfitpoet89
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United States
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20/30

Repetition

Repetition, either practice or annoyance
Delving deep within oneself to discover
Whether the former or the latter
Is what leads to your truth
Perfectly annoying or imperfect perfection
Without rhyme or reason
Evidenced or not within the mind
Leaving no physical trail
But what it entails
Has lasting affects on us all
Damaging, gouging holes into our consciousness
Healing, sealing and tying up loose ends
Two sides of the same coin, but different outcomes

Unique words: 63

cloventongue89
cloventongue89
Nathaniel Peter
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United States
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20/30

Concrete Layer Cake

Oscillating between priorities
Am I lost running in place?
In my aim to get ahead
Have I the patience for an endurance race?

As time plays keep away with the life Iím trying to make
And the more I spend the longer it seems to take
Finding moments of laughter between heartbreak
What is the reality of things and what is fake?

Every breath I breathe is for loveís sake
And every time I strive to make the cut
Itís like a butter knife through concrete layer cake
And I feel trapped inside another rut

Reminding myself not to sell short the progress
As I learn to find fortitude amidst the process

Destination, home again, by the grace of God, Iíve got thisÖ

AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom
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#21 of 30

On A String


 Hanging on a string
Lonely swinging waiting heart
Indesribale ache living inside
Feelings say its no sunday thing
More an everyday all night long sensatiom

Dangling over the abtss
Where surrender beeathes
Sending electrical shivers
Delightful jolts through senses
Giving that awareness of life

Love's madness keeps seeping
Yearnings biting hard
Feever burning
Fire rushes
Forever connecting

Unique word count 57
Total word count 57



Josh
Josh
Joshua Bond
Tyrant of Words
Portugal
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21/30


FIRST MYSTERY

Flowers dancing freely this time of year
they love the April showers and the sun
unmoved by forces upping global fear
theyíre swaying in the wind and having fun

The burst of colour lifts the downcast heart
I sit and watch entranced by so much beauty
they know the whole of which they are a part
producing tiny hints of bounty-fruity

The garden patch of herbs is spreading luscious
a foretaste of the garnished salads too
adding to the taste of food thatís precious
and making greener smoothies really cool

Uncertain is the world that triggers thoughts of death;
productive gardens give you greater depth Ö and yet?



Thetravelingfairy
Thetravelingfairy
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21/30

The Fingernail

Perception is everything
To many, a moon is:
A crescent, or simply ďthe moonĒ
Perhaps constructed of cheese.
Tell me, what do you see?
As the shape grows and shrinks..
It has lived through many phases
A luminous globe
A slice of lemon
Sometimes itís all just a blur
A shadow..
I once thought, the sky was a backdrop
And at its center lived a glowing sliver
ďLook daddy, a fingernail!Ē As I called it
Holding my infant index above my platinum fluff
And yet, to this day
Despite those many names
The moon always, and forever shall be

The fingernail in the sky.

JohnnyBlaze
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21/30

You've got a Prophet in me YOUR FRIEND IS YOUR NEEDS ANSWERED

Our friends never truly leave us
firm as mountains in a range

until out of mind, thus
becoming out of sight

and then it does seem strange
as if you are the only mountain
in existence during the height
of your loneliness

Merely shrouded in the mist
of the no longer longed-for
despite repeated insistence
they are missed, those friends
are still present at your side

If you keep them inside your heart
the entire time, you need
not look any further than this




JohnnyBlaze
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EPISODE 21/30

The Fellowship kept a brisk pace on the road to Minus Punctual, until a Fire Drake suddenly descended from a great height. It streamed a flaming torrent of obscenities upon the nearest forest, quickly reducing it to glowing embers.

"Is that Shmug?" asked PRadriel, straining her Elf eyes.

"I believe it might beee ... Gluaringtypo," chimed Eerowyn. "Yep."

"Nope," said Cool Dude Merry. "That's definitely Analogous."

By the time everyone was done farting around trying to place a name with the face, the Dragon had landed in the road before them!

The Dwarves readied their ink quills, searching for any missing scales in the behemoth's armor to deal a decisive deathblow, while Gimlyroo waited to give them the order to fire.

Riding atop the beast was a woman who said proudly with steadfast determination,

"I am D'Ahavanerys Stormborn of House Grammargaryen, the First of my name, Queen of Assonance, Consonance, and the First Alliterations, Protector of the Seven Punctuations, the Mother of Dragons, the Card Dealer of the Great Crystal Deck, the Unburnt Toast Buttered with Ghee, and the Breaker of Poetry Rules and Chains."

And a man behind her, holding onto the Dragon for dear life, said,

"I am Johnny Snow. April is coming."

Ganjosh the Gray shook his head in exasperation and said "No, no, no. You're in the wrong NaPoWriMo. This is The Lord of the Poems! You want Game of Poems one continent over!" And he grumbled to himself,

Amateurs.

Later that day, they arrived at Minus Punctual, but the guards refused to open the citadel's massive gate. Steward Doneitbefore appeared upon the high wall, lording over them, while his council Wyrmholler addressed the Fellowship waiting below.

"WHAT A BUNCH OF MISERABLE VAGABONDS," he derided. "CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT THE HOUR IS NIGH TO CONCEDE MOAR!ON's VICTORY OVER MUDDLE EARTH?!"

"Ugh," winced Summdir. "His shouting in all CAPS is migraine inducing."

"We did not come here to treat with a halfwit wyrmhole the likes of you," said Jaragorn.

"AND WHO ARE YOU TO TALK DOWN TO ME FROM DOWN THERE WHEN I'M UP HERE TALKING DOWN TO YOU?" mocked the Steward's council.

Lady Ahavarwen rode forward on her donkey and declared, "This is Lord Jaragorn, son of Jaragorn, son of Jaragorn Tolkien, and you owe him your allegiance!"

A hush came over the Steward's council, while numerous city guards murmured excitedly, for Jaragorn was heir to the throne of the Western Men!

And coincidentally, a Tolkien Jrr.

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