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I’m probably starting this thread for entirely selfish reasons... however, it might be good for others too. And it’s in the name of poetry. So.

Sometimes it’s good to learn about new poets you might not be aware of, and frankly I’m always on the hunt for new people to read.

Who out there on the DU are your favourites? Who is a must read? Share a recommendation to blow a few minds.

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pet sounds

she says "darling" with a 'g' that hangs  
in the air like the finest silk dress    
draped over the most soulful of down and dirty      
blues singers. It would be frightening,      
if it wasn't encased in the most delicate of grace    
     
she also has a "darlin'", that has a downhome heart    
to it, that stops short of the grand display    
and hugs with a lullaby that hums the feel of family    
     
I have heard faint echos of "my love"    
whispered through the trees of endearment      
and as long as I get a smile and a "poppa bear";    
with just the right amount of silliness,    
I am destined to dance my feet    
to their bloody ends, along each one of her trails
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^✨ favourite poem ✨^

my DU poet gods:

lightbaron: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/lightbaron/
anna_grin: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/anna_grin/
MrAlptraum: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/MrAlptraum/
lepperochan: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/lepperochan/
Kaatho: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Kaatho/
Missy:
I'm very much a fan girl for your poetry (& your spoken word! ...incredibly gifted)
DystopianMelody: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/DystopianMelody/
Betty: https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Betty/

will end the list here for now 😋




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Miss_Sub
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Some fantastic names on that list. Familiar with them all. Ya got good taste. 👍🏻

I have to say I’m a Betty fan-girl. That girl can throw it down.

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Ahavati
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Jade already has a thread like this; you may not have seen it.

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/poetry/read/10280/135/

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Miss_Sub
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Ahavati said:Jade already has a thread like this; you may not have seen it.

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/forum/poetry/read/10280/135/


That’s for published poets... this is purely for hidden gems on the DU. People worth reading. Recommendations.

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Miss_Sub said:

That’s for published poets... this is purely for hidden gems on the DU. People worth reading. Recommendations.


Ahhh gotcha! Didn't see that part!

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Miss_Sub
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No problem. Feel free to recommend 👍🏻

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Miss_Sub said:No problem. Feel free to recommend 👍🏻

Will do!  Love this guy's mind ( as well as vocabulary ).

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/nomoth/

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Miss_Sub
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Thanks for a new one. I’ll check it out.

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A few familiar and not so familiar in there, Mrs. Looking forward to checking some out. Gracias.

I’m glad you put laceyspacey in there. She wrote one of my favourite ever poems from the DU.

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anna_grin
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Miss_Sub said:A few familiar and not so familiar in there, Mrs. Looking forward to checking some out. Gracias.

I’m glad you put laceyspacey in there. She wrote one of my favourite ever poems from the DU.


was it the one about alphabetti spaghetti
i miss her

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sixth

i'll leave you with this.
everything i see in my sleep,

seventh
changed my mind and my life, so i keep it to myself.

eighth
spiny fish
i was swimming in dark murky water, with my father and someone else i can't remember who it was but they were a complete stranger anyways. all i remember was trying to avoid these spiny fish, boney, real skeleton like, skinny, with gray scales that matched the water, and big black eyes. i spotted one small, glowing gold fish too, but i kept trying to swim away from it.

ninth
something about water
we stole a real nice red sports car, the hills were too steep to explain, down curves too sharp to maintain, you yell at me like any man would at a women driving like this.

then all of a sudden i stood alone on this cliff maybe 15 feet high, over a deep, still ocean of dark blue. a man i have never seen before stood beside me, he had thick framed coked bottled glasses, a kind of a grayish face and almost white blonde, stringy hair in kind of a bowl cut, down to his eyes. we were jumping off the cliff into the water below, where there was two alligators trying to eat us, we nearly missed their open, gaping mouths, a few times but kept testing our luck, until my last jump, and i think i land in it's teeth.

tenth
something about coke bottle glasses or whatever they call them
i was in the balcony of a concert hall, i could see the stage, down below me, and a whole crowd of people causing a lot of commotion. a car pulled on the stage, but i couldn't tell you what it looked like. a creepy guy got out of the car, maybe 35 or 40 years of age, he had thick rimmed coke bottle glasses, he was wearing a black leather jacket and skinny pants with no shirt, as he was slamming on an electric guitar,

but the real point here, is i was terrified of him
truthfully frightened.

eleventh
violent with strangers
all that matters is there was a girl with the face of a horse and a girl with the face of a pig.

twelveth
left untitled
i was canoeing down a very flat, greenish body of water
perhaps you could call it a river

when my father caught up and put me to work in his shop as punishment.

thirteenth
the dead baby mouse
i was hiding, in my father's trailer and i had to convince you this was a good place. i panicked to the bathroom, and looked in the porcelain sink, as i turned the fosset on, i watched as it slowly pushed out a dead and bloodied baby mouse, still pink with new birth.

i kind of just ran away.

fourteenth
employee of the month
is just a white rabbit, so perfectly placed in a picture frame, with no background
just sitting there.

fifteenth
is the most mortifying thing, i've ever seen.

sixteenth
the end of the world
the sun at least 10 times larger in the sky, with two revolving flares, sort of like fireballs, going around and around it. standing on the earth, you could feel the heat, just staring up, knowing it's the end

finally.

seventeenth
the prophet
he said he was the prophet, a man with brown hair, brown eyes, and a brown beard riding a brown horse, under the starry midnight sky.

eighteenth
bullet in my temple
my skin had been pierced over 100 times, with little diamond studs, when i looked in the mirror in the back of the trailer, one was sticking an inch out of my temple. i went to pull it all the way out, and when it finally came, it was an entire knitting needle, and a hole was left in my head so big you could put at least 3 fingers in there.

nineteenth
is too weird to even title
when my mom defecated on me out of her belly button.

twentieth
inside out girl
a young girl of about 8 or 9 was dancing naked in my backyard, so of course off the bat i felt awkward. i turned my head for only a second, to come back to her skin, yes just her skin, laying on the ground, not bloodied or broken, her hair was still attached, and everything still sort of had it's shape, if i had to say, it looked like a deflated human, yes it. empty holes for eyes, no bones, organs, or anything inside.

an old women mourned over the girl's mutated appearance, and she looked at me like she wanted my help. all i could say was "that's not your loved one, it's just a body" and i believe the old women agreed.

twenty first
the real point is, if your still reading, then i own you a lot more then two words.

josh parks death
where she just had to keep retelling me over and over again.

you want to know who the acrobatic boy is?
he was shot out of a firetruck 50 feet in the air, and broke his spine bouncing back on my roof in his little blue pajamas, did i mention he was really a boy?

conversations with your friends while i'm naked, and they trap me behind a blue couch.

giant waves like hundreds of feet tall, and giant fish, like bigger than cars.

something about auditoriums
and all the kids i used to go the school with.

x's
like the kind you used to date.

something about auditoriums and competitions.

erik's death.

luke's death.

and airplane rides to florida.

now all that's left
is the rest

i guess.
Written by laceyspacey
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anna_grin said:

was it the one about alphabetti spaghetti
i miss her


It was this one:


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anna_grin
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thank you so much i had forgotten

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Initiation

 






Blood in:




(we are)
daft in our groove,

a fresh cut flesh nut
stratosphere veins
for an ax past the facts
beyond the skin of perception-

our sleep away caves
are graved awake
to chords of light
through ancient rows
where I soak my cells
in the green serene
that

unblinking

eye~

an all-seeing dream
winks at the dogs
& worms our wrists
into one happy hominid
inbred lizard
pyramid scheme
{soaring}
from a brownskin
sugarplum tangerine
vitriol labor,

thunder weed roots
unto aery lutes,

all unhurt &
all unbound
with their cherry scarce
and a wasp to burrow
flesh as wage
all voiced in the rage
of a radio wave-

a low frequency stage
all watchin’ the time
& the girls walk by
(they wanna man
with soft hands
an’ a hard heart
an’ a li'l doom 'n' gloom
with they vroomvroomvroom
from they womb 'til they tomb
because)

They,

forked tongues in our pale sunlight
as chemtrails fume
for our foxhole plumes
an’ ‘em cuddle-demons watch
through ’ar teddy bear cams-
(motion-sensed
in chess piece face
anticipation bleaching
the sub pump for fungi worship…)

an’ you 'n' yer hats 'n' specs
an’ me 'n' my boots & b***s
we check ‘em fools
when they mack in they mags
an' keep they backs in they bags-
(they got they claws in th’ kiddies
with ’ar goodies in they hoodies)

They,

a simulated stimulated
invisible reptile legion-
a battle for earth
& sometimes,
when the machines go down
I stone alone
while grassed or ghast
at the shape we’re in,
so grossed or ghost or
in like sin or
on like moss, or

a line on sand by broken hand,
a slick.lick.rock where the path splits hares
& my intuition screams
with a jagged rage
as I dance for blood~
dazed awake
'til a faith in snakes
doth tap & quake
with my buckshot cross-eyes
a-wanderin’   "off"
to whet my beak
(so to speak)
in smokeless flame
through blades of dirt
where wetwork
(net worth)
‘lectric stands
to the creature-wind
‘long a babbling peak

where attentions span
their {soaring} scales
and there I am,
the thing that hovers
over the windows
to your soul
when your stars are set
& your prayers are right,
how we'll hold our heads at the moon
and laugh at their half
all saved & restrained
into slaves for graves
(she slips over time
to sniff my lips
where the blade of her mouth
comes piercing gaze
down old dark creeks
from her sunless shrieks)

and I cry,

ye, I weep a brick
'til the slit of day
while throating my bugs
to the wounded sky,
bled & burnt on the chalky view
by shadows & milk
still slithering hope
into shapes on sand
with a bronzing hand:

may we fox their pox into a pillar of rocks
& stick their snaps across their flickering backs~

yer a slinking forward-thinking-stone,
a home to come to breeze or chill
still trapt down in my heart
where the cypress
forever prays
beyond the pangs
of a soaring palisade

& climbing the knots in the grove
on crimson cords of light
along the ancient rows
through their ritual throes,

we grave 'em the slip.







Blood out.














Written by ButcherScraps (Belial)
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There many here who are my fav's, that I have followed and read for a long time. So I won't add their names because you already know of them.
Here are some who I have come across accidentally and listed after reading.

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/183296-icarus/

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/233835-love-notes-to-a-panic-attack/

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/309712-cat/

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/306857-just-passing-through-this-dimension/






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