Wile for a while

Apr 30, 2011 by A Guest Article Writer

Poem by C.E. Hart. My vacation flew by Feeling weak all week I came back with the flu I lay pillows behind my head on my bed and laze...

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Faithful

Mar 21, 2011 by A Guest Article Writer

We are faithful companions to the unfaithful stars… I am faithful to Chance: He made one mother look away and the other he kept by...

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Autumn Leaves

Jan 15, 2011 by A Guest Article Writer

I sit, staring through the window. The backyard seems so empty. So peaceful. So quiet. And though invisible, I know the wind blows...

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Six Techniques to Make Editors...

Nov 10, 2009 by Ronnie Smith

If you want editors to notice (and publish) your poetry, here are some ways you can get a competitive edge. Avoid one-word titles. Or...

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The Old Man and The Oak

Jul 20, 2009 by admin

The Old Man and The Oak There was an old man who lived in a wood He wore his old boots and a cloak with no hood His favorite...

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Leaving Houston…

Jan 10, 2009 by Mike Lawson

Hunkering down I pass under low ceilings Turning sideways down the narrow aisle. I wait as the woman in front of me rams and jams Her...

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Captain of My Ship

Jan 9, 2009 by Dennis Copson

I am Captain of my ship, the majestic ‘Destiny’. Nautically she’s well equipped and crewed for any sea. She is well...

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Crimson Illusion

Nov 27, 2008 by Dennis Copson

My lover picked me roses From her garden last Sunday morn, Red blossoms in seductive poses Nestled coyly amongst the thorns. She vased...

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Hope is Wearing Mittens Signin...

Oct 19, 2008 by Jeff Brown

Her squirms of protest accompany the morning alarm. Stumbling to the community wash she takes on Thumbs and Butternut, tenants that...

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Convention is Suspect

Oct 6, 2008 by Jeff Brown

Question Yourself. Trust only What others say  about you Johnny Beatific Before sanctifying quantum mechanics Evolution, your...

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Fossil and Root

Oct 6, 2008 by Jeff Brown

Fossil and root are stories that begin with the end, exiled, ravaged of neglect, living in darkness. Nevertheless, in the...

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Not Enough

Sep 5, 2008 by Dulce

When the words we say are just not enough, When the emotions we feel are just too tough. When we keep things from those we...

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