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Paul Mar 21
Oh, love why do we argue like this? I am tired of all your pious talk Also, I am tired of all the dead They refuse to listen so leave them alone Take your foot out of the graveyard they are busy being dead ~Ann Sexton
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Darkly Whispers Mar 21
In the shadows of darkness, There exists a light, Softly calling, Poised to save us from ourselves, Some call it passion, Many call it love, I call it poetry.
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National Library JA Mar 21
Congratulations to Kaleb D'Aguilar, winner of the Michael Cooke Prize for Poetry!
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Paul Mar 21
Perhaps you find tranquility in the brevity of the haiku perhaps you find peace in meditative silences of a slow mind Maybe just maybe slipping your hand in mine our hearts warm up a degree or two The world itself seems to bloom anew
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Navanita Varadpande Mar 21
Poetry is a soulful catharsis Be it joyful, a dirge or Just an emotional analysis; Poetry is when the soul Bleeds words on paper.. The words seep out Pouring out of the crevices Of the heart.. Embalming the self inside out!
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Jacquie Prebich Mar 21
only my books anoint me and a few friends those who reach into my veins โ€” anne sexton happy world poetry day ๐Ÿ’
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brown suga Mar 21
Before ends, hereโ€™s some different poems by yours truly :-)
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AFL GODFATHER Mar 21
... ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿˆ "The Autumn Wind" is a sports-themed poem written by former NFL Films Steve Sabol.
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Paul Mar 21
Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing ~ Sylvia Plath
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Auschwitz Memorial Mar 21
| "The Gardenโ€ by Franta Bass. He was a Czech Jewish boy born in Brno on 4 September 1930, deported to Theresienstadt ghetto on 2 December 1941 and murdered in on 28 October 1944. |
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ArchaeoDuck Mar 21
Archaeology Is so cool it takes a whole Line in the haiku
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Sanctuary of Words๐Ÿฆ‹ Mar 21
There is truth in poetry Bleeding hope onto paper, And that truth can change the world.
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urbanservices. Mar 21
Iโ€™m the guy that pimps everything and listens to musicโค๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฏ Call me to work something out for you 08161849055
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Scott ๐Ÿ๐Ÿs emojis are broke ass Mar 22
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Janie, Jan Smith Mar 21
She walked among springs first kiss Changing seasons lift her spirits... New buds, a carpet of yellow & white You will find her this day writing poetry near lily of the valley, oh such delicate fragrance in the shade.... ~JS
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Sarah-Jane Murphy Mar 21
The baby cooed and laughed and rocked the pram When I came in, and I was embarrassed By old men standing up to shake my hand And tell me they were 'sorry for my trouble' Whispers informed strangers I was the eldest Away at school, as my mother held my hand. ๐Ÿ˜ข
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Manic Sylph Mar 21
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MrsTasber Mar 22
New door display! And only a day late for . Ssโ€™ favorite lines and the techniques the poets used to make those lines so powerful. Happy Friday!
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Jessica.Brown Mar 21
neither evening nor morning belongs to the melon flower
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๐ŸŒธโ˜€๏ธ idspispopd ๐ŸŒ™๐Ÿฅ€ Mar 21
I am a poet And I donโ€™t even know it Yet with opening contradiction Those first lines donโ€™t fit Logical friction Doesnโ€™t work well as diction The conclusion I draw: My poems are sh*t ๐Ÿ™‚
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