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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.

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A Husband Knows A Husband Knows I have learned to understand the coded message of her back. My eyes track her line, the curve of spine the sense of taut or slack that goes to shoul... Started Sep 25^th, 2013 at 6:07pm by Constance	5	62	Jun 4^th, 2015 at 10:28pm By: jgdittier
Beached Note: You know I always feel the need to post one of my rhyme/metered poems here ~smile~ : Beached Two lovers on a blanket lay face down upon the beach; side by side the warm sun'... Started Feb 23^rd, 2014 at 5:21pm by Normpo	6	63	Jun 4^th, 2015 at 10:19pm By: jgdittier
The Ptero- Dactyl Dragons on wings with their skin flaps abeating, terrorize, traumatize, swooping and eating. Monstrous reptil'ans can make me unwilling! Volunteer? Me? Soon their gullets be filling!<br... Started Nov 10^th, 2009 at 3:26pm by jgdittier	4	35	Jun 3^rd, 2015 at 1:40am By: Normpo
TWO WRONGS DO MAKE A WRITE TWO WRONGS DO MAKE A WRITE For me, to write’s a rite and so I plod along folding words into sentences, now and then mutilating one or two or spearing them on the “use-this-... Started Oct 21^st, 2009 at 3:47pm by writer	8	80	Jun 3^rd, 2015 at 12:51am By: Normpo
Father's Day Poem Dad, You were always good to give us a laugh But strict when you needed to be I'll always remember the scent of your shaving cream, Edge or Barbasol, I forget which. You were ... Started May 26^th, 2015 at 10:39am by davidf	3	30	May 27^th, 2015 at 8:39pm By: davidf
Soul Searching - Circa 2005 Soul Touching Standing knee-deep in moonlight, observing the accident of falling stars, I examine the texture of my soul. Touching, rubbing, the friction of life speaks..... Started May 27^th, 2015 at 1:03pm by Normpo	1	17	May 27^th, 2015 at 8:38pm By: davidf
Me and Me Me 1: The bullet train force presses me deep into the cushioned chair. Heart beat is accelerated, blood pressure elevated, feeling the gut-plunge over the side of a suspension bridge crossing the ravi... Started Sep 28^th, 2014 at 12:04pm by Chaim	4	71	May 27^th, 2015 at 1:00pm By: Normpo
Dangling Dangling At 14: I had climbed out on a tree limb overlooking Rahway River, hanging from my legs like a daring trapeze arti... Started May 24^th, 2015 at 12:20pm by Normpo	3	38	May 26^th, 2015 at 6:02pm By: nas
Life (Nearly) Life (nearly) We waited, drank too many cups of weak-willed tea, ate sand-dry sandwiches paced the hospital floor, phones in hand. We waited on unyielding, pla... Started Sep 5^th, 2014 at 5:44am by nas	9	78	Nov 1^st, 2014 at 7:14am By: nas
The Fate of a Promise The Fate of a Promise A heartless trade to deal with words tenderly made like feathered birds-- to send them forth to fly alone through the darkened skies unkno... Started Sep 1^st, 2009 at 3:37am by Poppy	10	91	Sep 26^th, 2014 at 5:16pm By: Normpo
Played Over and Over Witness the desert's ever shifting sand as it strips away the decaying flesh and absorbs the blood... of Fathers, of Mothers, of Sons, of D... Started Jul 24^th, 2014 at 5:07pm by Terry	3	36	Sep 26^th, 2014 at 4:52pm By: Normpo
Night Benighted; illumination settles in on me as twilight rest in the shade Sable-colored, bleak and isolated aloof as an unmarked grave Callous is its hold to the ones that cry ou... Started May 24^th, 2014 at 1:38pm by LSwordsonfoot	3	21	Jul 24^th, 2014 at 5:30am By: Terry
The Femur’s Mine, Stupid! - Another Diane Poem The Femur’s Mine, Stupid! Of little worth, a thief, too blessed with mirth induced by drink, tripped through a haze (impeded gaze). Dug up a bone he thought a stone. ... Started Dec 9^th, 2013 at 2:02pm by Normpo	2	12	Jun 30^th, 2014 at 10:48am By: davidf
Edgar Allan Poe Clerihew Poet Edgar Alan Poe Was dark, but romantic even so He gambled and drank, then he died He was still brilliant, that's boma fide. ~Davidf Started Dec 20^th, 2012 at 12:24am by davidf	3	18	May 24^th, 2014 at 1:20pm By: LSwordsonfoot
Trash Dance Tragedy Ignored, the empty bag discarded, left unnoticed, free steps roly-poly down the drive. Up the stoop, a pirouette, then down. To rest awhile upon a fresh mowed l... Started Feb 3^rd, 2011 at 7:17pm by Jerusalem	9	97	Feb 27^th, 2014 at 2:36pm By: Jerusalem
Septolings - One of Norm's crazy poetic forms Septolings (see explanation of the form below) hibernating sleep within the folds of air but do not disturb the flow of dreams i have memories imbedded wit... Septoling Explained: Like a septolet, it has seven lines, but the similarity ends there. The poem is in Started Dec 21^st, 2013 at 2:49am by Normpo	1	28	Jan 19^th, 2014 at 4:13pm By: davidf
Life Will Find a Way to Dress Itself by Diane Carver Adams Life Will Find a Way to Dress Itself - by Diane Carver Adams Whatever be your choice to deal or not with me that choice is honored here: I’ll not be fighting. <br ... Started Dec 3^rd, 2013 at 9:39pm by Normpo	5	60	Dec 9^th, 2013 at 7:47am By: Tim
And Ribbiting Along by Diane Carver Adams And Ribbiting Along the frog hopped in on little frog feet, croaked a deep frog-breath, bowed to the white-leafed wind-turned hedges strewn about, zapped a frail fly with a qu... Started Dec 6^th, 2013 at 12:27am by Normpo	2	28	Dec 9^th, 2013 at 7:45am By: Tim
Mother of Soldiers Mother of Soldiers No matter which country, which side,which year; when my sons come home my heart knows Happy. Being a “strong woman” and supporting my sons, I don't complain or s... Started Nov 14^th, 2013 at 7:21pm by chanafrumin	1	23	Nov 16^th, 2013 at 12:41pm By: nas
Paper Wings The day before she was flying on paper wings down the main shopping street seeing surroundings through misted light. He might have been a spirit voice a sign from beyond mauve... Started Nov 14^th, 2013 at 6:52am by nas	2	13	Nov 16^th, 2013 at 12:37pm By: nas
As I'm Limited, I'm Printed As I'm Limited, I'm Printed Verdant leaves leave not their branches unless less fortunate, unnatural causes cause premature separation; with re-visioned russet ... Started Nov 10^th, 2013 at 3:55pm by Normpo	5	42	Nov 14^th, 2013 at 6:16am By: nas
Chaos This is still rough, just written without editing. Why do I feel this is the end everything collapsing around me and there’s nothing I can do to fill the cracks gaping everywh... Started Dec 22^nd, 2012 at 5:37am by nas	14	34	Nov 13^th, 2013 at 6:58am By: nas
THe Elves (children's poem)* Once upon a starry night Some elves came out to play, They sang, the danced, they frolicked, And some might even say They partied on 'til sunrise Or until it was dawn For... Started Jun 22^nd, 2013 at 6:36am by davidf	6	50	Sep 25^th, 2013 at 5:36pm By: Constance
Desire Desire I want... to drink wine from pretty glasses, not styrofoam cups, someone I can come home to snuggle with every night, make love to, hell just eat a f*cking sandwich with,<b... Started Apr 7^th, 2009 at 10:44am by The_Poet_Loriet	14	135	Sep 25^th, 2013 at 5:31pm By: Constance
imprint imprint verdant leaves leave not their branches unless less fortunate, unnatural causes cause premature s e p a r a t i<br /... Started Oct 8^th, 2012 at 8:26pm by Normpo	5	43	Sep 6^th, 2013 at 12:22pm By: Normpo

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