Tag Archives: Writing201:Poetry

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A sorrow so deep; Perpetual wounds Calling for the end With sweet Siren allure. Hidden Behind the false bright Of our forced and fractured grins. We fear To speak the pain; Fear You won’t love us if we did. Fear … Continue reading

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I Hope You Die in a Freak Accident

Wishing for someone to die,And wanting to harm someone,Are twoCompletelyDifferent things. For instance,I’m not sayingI want to cut your break lines.I’m sayingThat I want your breaks to quit working.I want your car to run off a bridge,And you to end … Continue reading

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It’s Yours, huh?

It’s yours, huh? For two and a half years, Blood, sweat, and tears, I have picked through the wreckage. A pilgrimage Into the seedy underbelly closet Of your neglect. I shipwrecked myself on your criticisms. Got lost trying to find … Continue reading

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When I Didn’t Make Much of You…

When I didn’t make much of you;When I could no longer hide the bruises;When I refused to pretend the cracks in my skin were shadows,Instead of pointing to your cross,You threw stones.You made these bonesA home for guilt,And a place … Continue reading

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Poem of the Month – “Waste” by Buddy Wakefield

I know I’m late for Poem of the Month where I feature a poem at the end of the month-ish. The Poem of the Month is a poem I share that stood out during my poetry readings and watchings. The … Continue reading

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Safe Haven for Angels

It’s cancer, Letting you in these doors; Letting you speak. You Have spoken Far too much. Your words Choke the life from angels, Leave bloody feathers on the floor. Your words Are war. Against every Good and beautiful thing. You’ve … Continue reading

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Cracked Windows and Brave Souls

It’s in the eyes. Windows to the soul. Cracked, Chipped, Awash in the far too much. Darkened windows For a darkened soul. Or more, A darkened soul Created by broken windows. Windows crack Against the forceful impact Of stone on … Continue reading

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