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    Help writing Tanka poetry?

    the morning after before first light has it's way subtle softness waits gentle in reminding us dusk will find us together
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    Can you stand another poem?

    meta-floored
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    A poem about racist music?

    words can right and divide even force you to one side but behind them none can hide the truth is true and we must abide by what we know from the heart never can be torn apart even if some call it art speak your mind and you can start to make a difference, in your own small way, by sharing with...
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    News Stand...Will you read and decide for me, please?

    . . Angst ridden and full a life worth living, gasps for fresh air The news sent home although unrequested, was sent with seated concern I'm doing fine now of course, now that I am, alone and away from you Before the last words hit right where intended, a crumpled reminder was tossed If he...
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    Can history defeat itself...Will you read and bundle up, please?

    . . as they jettisoned their concerns the pod bay door closed capturing the alien form once held off now sequestered and hungry it's mission to consume was unstoppable as was touchdown as they gathered their concerns the pod bay door opened releasing the last of the living forever turned to...
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    A poem for my dear sister who is sick?

    Balancing roles Returning gifts Often The leaders Held on high Earn the right, as Reciprocity Leans and lifts Years before to now Lessons shared show One is there Valued for the past, by Everyone
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    Please help me start writing a poem?

    hardened, in concrete ideas I had them once spires and porticoes would shine on me magnificent they would say a promise to a legend to a remembrance alas, one bolt not enough triggers and dominoes pulled away my structure was weak as my future will allow
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    Shallow like hal 9000, I guess we could call it a poem?

    I crushed a Pentium 133 one time....it laughed at me and refused to let me back in my house
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    What say you to a poem of history?

    just how far must we go to find freedom from our selves *like a silk hammer*
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    I want to go to a spoken word club or a poetry club tonight. I live in 3rd...

    it's been some time since I left the nine chicken smells better now that the streets are cleaner the city stopped by to see if crippled mail boxes stay dry and meet the guidelines set they do, at least so far it's June, you know well, I'm not scared you see I finally got new curtains they...
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