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Poetry Is This (f**k your sonnet)

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

Praise to the sweet child who can describe a flower in 14 lines in Iambic pentameter She has precisely 10 syllables per line in each quatrain and sh..

What Matters

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

I wear dark clothes in summer. I listen to scary music and wear the vizard and cloak of an Ice Queen. I don’t eat exotic or interes..

From Whatnot to Where I Belong

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

Let me cast out my hook One last time, before I forget Just one more look I will remember you Time feels different now Without you Without..

With you, it is like sailing

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

It is dark, and �" I can’t see anything, and �" There is not a sound but We float This cool breeze makes me sweat, a..

Flashing Lights

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

He sits alone, As she cries some more, A distant heave, a heavy blow. He stays. Too young to know, Too soon to grow, Too new. With feet too far..

Bottom of the Pile

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

Desire to be in company Need to be in solitude No one will understand Feel lost and reckless Free reckloose Walking on tracks searching for lig..

Clothes

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

Some are soft and warm Some are cold and tough Some are smooth and slick Some are frail... Some are all the same Some are once off Some are..

Monsters of Men

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

We're told, as children, Monsters aren't real But, as children, we would imagine them Wide as door frames With heads skimming ceilings Fangs drip..

You are unique! (just like everybody else)

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

Why is it,That we will live by other people's rulesAnd not our own?Tell yourself that you are beautifulBut yet long for the confirmation of a stranger..

Teenagers

A Poem by Melissa Ridge

We are a generation of Bebo Stunnahs and Hipsters. Teenagers today talk to walls, tweet at each other and tumble. Every moment is documented and recor..