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Soulful EyesA Poem by Page Rae BickelThose soulful eyes Deep, dark, and murky Like a suffocating blackness Surrounding you in a cloud Filled with question and worry Those soulful eyes Make me want to cry |
TimeA Poem by Page Rae BickelTime passing like a ticking clock While we are careful of where we walk Hoping for something to slow us down As we go from town to town Looking for someone to share our days Let us count the man.. |
Beyond the StormA Poem by KittyThe storm comes. Its darkness consuming the sun; Its thunder roaring across the Earth; Its lightening brightening the horizon. The little bird Fights the storm, The wind fighting back. It soars.. |
Hellish ChameleonA Poem by Johnathan SmithThis is an older poem. I wrote it as I was going through depression and dealing with drama. I believe I was a bit pissed too :) I just added the title too, so if it sucks let me know. |
Boys Don't CryA Poem by Kitty"Boys don't cry," Now that's a lie - I saw you cry When your mother died. It's ok to break down And show that you're human. Who ever said that crying Makes you less of a man? &q.. |
And the Babes Cry OutA Poem by Johnathan SmithWrote not long after starting my job at the elementary school. |
2006 In the Land of OppurtunityA Poem by Johnathan SmithThere's something wrong in this land of America, People dying, Crops wilting, Oil drying, Money fleeing Our land is soaked in the blood of those before us, Their land is soaked in the blood of.. |
TasteA Poem by Johnathan SmithLack of love poem. |
PatienceA Poem by Johnathan SmithThe old title was Waiting, but thought patience might be better. N'est ce pas? |
Sex, Drugs, and BoozeA Poem by Johnathan SmithMy ex boyfriend used to tease me about being a T-totaler. It pissed me off. Just about all of my old poems deal with anger of one sort or another. |
The VerdictA Poem by MpotavinThe anonymous hero was thrown out the window to fall in a Roman fountain where the petty pathetic drenched in I and mine, dredge for penny feeding dreams, choking and drowning as we al.. |
Flying RatsA Poem by MpotavinI have become either pigeon or crumb, mumbling sour in booze and sweat. Sitting on a park bench Aqualung my friend and muse, have some cake, get a job. There will always be the elite m.. |
RevolutionA Poem by MpotavinThe saguaro blooms then dies engulfed by a mesquite, smothering in agonizing moments under a slowly moving sky. A ragged man hunches under the shaded branches, dirty tears stainin.. |
DementedA Poem by Johnathan SmithI see you walking down the lane, Alone as one can be. I pull you aside at just the right time, Into the depths of the trees. Your mouth is wet, Your skin is warm, Your body is jerking, You'.. |
tragedy of my own device-A Poem by Melody P-relinquish, release, surrender the hearts bruise be tender to the end of my days and then again than that's the time I'll wait til' then you've broken my heart..that's certain torn apart,.. |
ControlA Poem by Johnathan SmithThere's something in this house tonight, It's beginning to take its toll. I feel it crawling up my arms, like tiny spider legs. I feel it sliding down my legs, like warm bee spawned honey. .. |
Uncle Sam Needs YouA Book by Johnathan SmithSomething i started last summer. |
Chapter 1A Chapter by Johnathan SmithChapter 1 Where am I? I try to sit up and pain shoots through my head. My skull feels like it is ready to explode. I lay back against the cold surface behind me to calm the pulsing. My body is stif.. |
The long way to deathA Story by MarinaA real story |
A Kind of Homecoming.A Story by Dave MansfieldThis short story is a dramatic re-rendering of a screenplay I'm currently animating. Please check us out at www.mortalskin.com and www.myspace.com/mortalskin. |