Poem – I Feel You (By Robert Beveridge)
I Feel You inside me curled ready to spring you feign sleep rest at the base of my skull await stray lustful thoughts of you, devour them, reach down constrict my lungs with your presence
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I Feel You inside me curled ready to spring you feign sleep rest at the base of my skull await stray lustful thoughts of you, devour them, reach down constrict my lungs with your presence
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CORPSE ROW (By Joseph Cavera) Desperation runs out To the red rope Embodying a despair within doubt Leaving hope The soul lies here In this grim place Where demons fear To fall from grace This Mad mien Dampens the soul Perhaps the cause Of this pandemic hole Reluctance and fright will flock and fluster While the […]
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Night Song silence sings a silent song silently, this monody from the diaphragm of mockingbirds, breaking every wondering In her synchronized tune; a wail here, a brawl there, then a chirp. birds whistle, -at night, birds sing, so does mother. she tunes a wail for each new burden, she never opted for this. papa, you lied. true lovers don’t die […]
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Metaphor I could not tell if I really saw you -you where dressed in such a comfortable suit. The yellow tie did you even You were dressed as words of a poem I pass by you like like I did not know you; I heard you speak and I saw you wave I got home and started pounding computer keys […]
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THINGS THAT GO “BUMP” IN THE NIGHT The comet was heading for Earth To impact directly on Perth: “Unless we avoid This death planetoid, Our lives aren’t a plugged nickel worth.” Too large to deflect it astray If even they nuked it each day: “Alas all is lost, Our hopes away tossed. We’ve nothing to do […]
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You pick away at the Earth as if your grave was filled with the wait for flowers :one foot already pleased, the other still wrapped in dirt weighed down stone by stone the way fruit is ripened keyed up and seaworthy, is lowered into a wooden box that never leaves shore just the loading and unloading […]
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I think an angel might be working the drive thru window of my local McDonald’s. I’m not for sure, but I’ve had my suspensions now for some time. One might wonder,”why I feel this way?” I question the feeling myself, for nothing in our interaction is beyond the normal pleasantries. I am always greeted with a kind smile and an […]
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Accidents Will Happen A man walks down the street ears covered with hi-tech headphones playing music from his IPOD, carefully recorded for his listening pleasure, and doesn’t hear the warning sound of a building falling on him. A woman walks down the street eyes intent on her smartphone’s keyboard texting her friend with urgent fingers, describing her latest […]
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The Confluence It sprang as a result of The piercing eyes of the sun That disrobed the Alps of their lily-white sheets. There it set off to its long journey, Trickling on the face of the mountain like a tear, Diverging from the path – the path Others were not taking For it was a rebel like a youth, Unstoppable […]
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Ill Temper he’s a child speaking to my inner child kicking in the floor not getting what he wants I am not getting what I want neither of us are quite what we are after. Author Bio: Angelica Fuse is an unquiet voice. Her work has featured on Poetry Potion and The Poet Community.
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