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This forum is for COMMENT ONLY. When posting a poem here, please do NOT request critique; when responding or offering a comment, please DO NOT ever offer critique. Post your poems in On Track or Firebox ONLY for critique. You may, if you wish, post a poem concurrently in Main Line and On Track as long as you adhere to the posting rules in each forum Posting Rules:You may post 1 piece each day but you must FIRST respond to at least 2 other poems in this forum before posting again. (Moderator: Normpo)
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Peace Tonight
In the house of memories
Mum sits in her usual spot at the table by the window, regal as a queen waving her black-gloved wrist for attention. I like it here. she used to ... Started Feb 24th, 2018 at 12:52pm by nas |
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Feb 25th, 2018 at 2:34pm By: nas |
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Feb 25th, 2018 at 12:26am By: Normpo |
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Flying Visit
Miles still to go:
a steep climb up the side of another tower block stacked like boxes one on top of the other but I’m stuck in an unmoving queue of people, fingers bent ... Started Dec 25th, 2017 at 9:46am by nas |
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Feb 25th, 2018 at 12:16am By: Normpo |
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Nightly Heartbeat - A Senryu
Nightly Heartbeat - A Senryu
On hot nights I wake, restless and sweating on sheets —burned by blazing dreams. Started Nov 24th, 2017 at 3:52pm by literarius |
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Jan 18th, 2018 at 8:01pm By: literarius |
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Nov 15th, 2017 at 3:30pm By: literarius |
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Nov 4th, 2017 at 3:30pm By: Normpo |
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Misbehave with me
Time does not behave,
when lovers meet. Hours pass in an instant. Yet, eternities unfold between each pulse. Touch does not behave, When lovers meet. Each simple fi... Started Jan 7th, 2011 at 3:30pm by Jerusalem |
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Nov 4th, 2017 at 3:28pm By: Normpo |
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First Date
Do you recall
yesterday's dreams? Heat and rain on a summer's night well seasoned with the burn of your touch as we lay on a cloak of verdant green. You spun m... Started Aug 10th, 2015 at 5:54am by nas |
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Aug 6th, 2016 at 6:29pm By: nas |
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Love Song of N. Stuart Pollack (re-visited after reading NY Times arti
I wrote this poem a while ago -- I wanted to re-post it after reading an article in the NY Times Magazine this week titled 'Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock" Here is the link to that article -- I think...
Started Aug 8th, 2015 at 11:05pm by Normpo |
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Dec 19th, 2015 at 2:44pm By: davidf |
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The Un-Wanted Choice
You,
Never knew your mother Never knew your father Nor they You. You, Never knew your sisters Never knew your brothers Nor they You. Selfish woman<br ... Started Sep 13th, 2015 at 6:10am by Terry |
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Sep 15th, 2015 at 5:05am By: Terry |
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Care For The Caregivers
Children...
have the heart's of mighty lions, and when we listen we can hear their awesome roar. Their smiles give light to darkened days, that threat to steal their lives away...... Started Sep 9th, 2015 at 10:26pm by Terry |
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Sep 11th, 2015 at 5:44am By: nas |
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Epitaph for a poet
Note: In 2003 I wrote 20 poems (parodies) of Emily Dickinson poems - here is one of them.
Emily Sampler # 13 Epitaph for a poet Where every word is told to go Who sees where ashes ... Started Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:28pm by Normpo |
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Aug 8th, 2015 at 11:02pm By: Normpo |
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Passive Homicide
You don’t even know it
when you kill me. You have no motive, except harmony. Indifference becomes your shield when being angry isn't intolerable. You use words I want to ... Started Jul 12th, 2015 at 10:59am by Jerusalem |
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Aug 1st, 2015 at 5:35am By: nas |
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Antecedent (Remember the Farhud June 1-1941)
I wrote this a few days ago-- the related reference is explained below the poem. Google it to learn more.
Antecedent With all hope dashed asunder, he waits upon the moon. Time left h... Started May 30th, 2015 at 2:11pm by Normpo |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:12pm By: Normpo |
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A para of "The Solitary Reaper"
Alone she picks her beans of soy,
this isolated Scottish lass, harvesting crops with songs of joy... I'll stop before I pass. And now she shucks the beans for noon, and trill... Started Jun 13th, 2015 at 10:33pm by jgdittier |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:11pm By: Normpo |
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Stopping by Woulds and Slowly Meaning (For Daniel)
Stopping by Woulds and Slowly Meaning
Whose woulds are these? I think they're mine. I would so like to write great lines, I would these words were more profound; I would I had mo... Started Jun 5th, 2015 at 2:23pm by Normpo |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:10pm By: Normpo |
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A Vanilla Villanelle
A Vanilla Villanelle
Note: to be read with an Italian accent! Little can I offer, in a villanella and what more could I do. It's just a poem. This bard is not a real-a happy fel... Started Jun 13th, 2015 at 2:05pm by Normpo |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:09pm By: Normpo |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:08pm By: Normpo |
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White Rabbits...
How long ago and how'd it come to pass
that lepus canuculi, fortune foist? Why hairy hares of wholesome whitish class could guarantee a month when all rejoiced? On January one and ... Started Jun 16th, 2015 at 1:16pm by jgdittier |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:04pm By: Normpo |
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Reexpressed guidance from Shakespeare
Repeat thy thoughts in mind before ye speak
And plan thy acts in second thoughts immersed. Respect thy friends and their delight e'er seek. Vulgarity's a habit ever cursed. Indulge... Started Jun 15th, 2015 at 8:38pm by jgdittier |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:01pm By: Normpo |
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Jul 5th, 2015 at 12:00pm By: Normpo |
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Three Days Late at the Library
(This is eleven years old)
O demon guilt, my conscious now proclaims Your weight to be my burden, heavy held. My fate has fallen into Satan's flames, To restitution now I feel comp... Started Jun 7th, 2015 at 2:30pm by jgdittier |
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Jun 13th, 2015 at 2:01pm By: Normpo |
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I WILL NOT WRITE A POEM TODAY
I WILL NOT WRITE A POEM TODAY
I will not write a poem today. There is no rhyme I want to say. Not even if someone should pay. I will not write a poem today. It shouldn't matte... Started Jan 4th, 2011 at 5:26pm by writer « Pages 1 2 » |
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Jun 13th, 2015 at 1:59pm By: Normpo |
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Stopping for Ron (jgd)
Stopping for Ron (jgd)
I think I know whose woods these are. The fellow drives that beat-up car and lives in town on Maple Street; he’s often down at Norton’s Bar. Whoa up th... Started Jul 22nd, 2009 at 12:20am by Merlin |
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Jun 13th, 2015 at 1:33pm By: Normpo |
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A Poet Knows
At times my muses beseeched me to let them approach the honored status of a poet. Tho I was comfortable only as a verser, I'm proud of La's and Il's effort here...
A poet knows his words ... Started Jun 5th, 2015 at 2:21pm by jgdittier |
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Jun 6th, 2015 at 11:38am By: nas |
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