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The Burning Bush
For Seye Kanes, I tell you A bitter cup is brewed. [-] And yet he stays rebellious For those who never could? [-]
By M.2 years ago in Poets
Love is a metaphor
Love begins with a metaphor that rules in the contradiction of vows, The one that emphasizes the conditionality one endows
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Avoiding the Obvious
Eclipse? Right, well that is just one more event to prepare for on a work day... Could be nice to get out of the building and find a quiet spot to observe it...
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Wilderness-2
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By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Convincing my favorite book to change its name
Triabilsing with the terror of the unknown, Gasping at the bane of my existence, my soul set on a quest to discover a new home
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Poets
Stumbling
Looking at how many days it’s been Since I was last here I’ve lost pace again But it’s for a better reason this time than last year
By Atomic Historian2 years ago in Poets
Worlds in Your Hand: An Android Gamescape
A pocket-sized canvas, a digital frame, The Android slumbers, a smorgasbord of fame. In realms built of code, with stories untold,
By Murali2 years ago in Poets
Memories
Memories Dance with me The backbone of my mind They stay with me Faithfully Quantifying time But as I age As I learn
By Vicious Avarice2 years ago in Poets
The Cow That Crashed Dune
A cow jumped over the moon, He landed on the movie set of Dune. He saw Timothy C and his acting platoon. Timothy was wandering through the desert sand followed by a camera, a fantastic zoom.
By Alex H Mittelman 2 years ago in Poets
The Bodies
Ever think of that? Bodies, lines and desires... Celestial? Close, but not yet touching Like old lovers to new discoveries
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Half a Sonnet
Note: I thought about how it was mentioned that with this particular challenge, we had only seven lines, meaning - to me - half of the sonnet form. Not that I obeyed the rules for any sonnet, but I did wonder about what to say with the poem (obeying a rule for only half of it seemed wrong).
By Kendall Defoe 2 years ago in Poets
Fear; Muse Of The Weak
What is there to be afraid of, really? Have we not, as the mighty human species, learnt enough from the world, from Nature, from ourselves, to void any such fears that can arise?
By YonathanJ2 years ago in Poets