Category: Poetry

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Woe of the Ballerina

Poem   There once was a girl named Pearl. Upon a stage she did twirl. But dancing is tough she wasn’t skinny enough so in the bathroom she hurled. The days and the nights...

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Spring Suite, Part II: Blossoming

Haibun The Ramos’ dogwoods are in full bloom. Cream petals, in the late morning sun — from out of nowhere. sapling swaying in a breeze robin’s flight more by FRANK J. TASSONE photograph by...

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Paper-Thin Feeling

Poem   In the morning, After all the tea is drunk and the tedium suffered, The mistakes of yesterday still hover above Like a dark clustering cloud that won’t dis-spell. All the people look...

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Mourning of the Morning

Poem   There were blues in the hues of the morning, mourning the end of night. There, too, were warm rays of sunshine upon the heads of early doves. Words were absent from the...

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Magician

Poem One day I will be a successful magician Turning what I see into its fruition Imagination more than a mere suggestion Reality a blank slate with no permission I want to do so...

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Beneath

It would be impossible to reach you across this ocean As Pangaea broke apart like these sheets parted, turned over The waves crashing in my mind not allowing for any Sleep that kept me...

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A Collection of Short Poems III

Poems   Nought If everything is everything and nothing is nothing and you have become my everything then what am i?   Nowhere to Hide   The scum always rises like bubble gum bubbles...

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My Flower and Me

Poem   From your view, the flower dies For it will live in me As it gives to me, life From our view, we dream deep. We sit here far from death We await...

Nostalgic Poem 1

Back In Time

Poem Back in the days when the summers were hotter, and the skies were bluer, and the faces were younger. Back in the days when my home was the Cosmos and my garden was...

break up poem 0

You Built Me

Poem I’ve been busy I’m so sorry It’s still the same I’m glad you came Did you know There’s something new Had to grow I thought of you You built me You built me...

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Ironic Contrasts

Haibun The sun teases us all. A shower of fiery light promises warmth before rain-filled cumulus eclipse it. A spatter of cold drizzle falls. Then stops. A breeze reminiscent of the record-setting bygone winter...