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The High of LifeA Poem by Danny J.H.a poem to advocate the enjoyment of our mundane |
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we close our eyesA Poem by dovetailer"...there are a few moments in life that make all the rest worth living..." |
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Dreams on Laundry DayA Poem by Audrey Howitti held your hair in my hand a fan of gold and brown (autumn) between splayed fingers while you slept the sleep of watchers in th.. |
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Plain is pain.A Poem by Jeremy LesterPain comes from many sources, one source is from not being able to express individuality. |
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African HopeA Poem by Abdul Batin Osman BeyMy hope that all the children of Africa no matter where they may have traveled and appear Unite as one Family. |
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The LepidopteristA Poem by Transiencebutterfly,oh butterfly.......where do you fly away? |
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Absurd MeatA Poem by Rugz90Inspired by the following. Tracey MOFFATT Meat Packing 1978 2008 http://www.artsearch.nga.gov.au/Detail-LRG.cfm?View=LRG&IRN=186507 |
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Lies i've Told My HairdresserA Story by Molly Liza short, amusing/ironic perspective on a seemingly mundane occurrence- a hair cut, and a silence in desperate need of chatter. |
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Sonnet X - And so he withered…A Poem by Adam Lebzo -RonninWarrior..May our dead dreams rise again... |
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You're the one at workA Poem by feelipleeI woke ahead of the morning,for reasons I hardly know.I clad myself in fancy clothesbut for reasons I hardly know.I put on a tie - attempted a knotbut.. |
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Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-TockA Poem by Kenneth Stephen Goodpaste..My personal frustration with a clock in my room that makes a mockery of me, whilst I struggle with an incapability to reach sleep. |
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WHISKEYA Poem by IPMONERJust had the chance to think of nothing today. The poem is all about mundane thoughts that don't make sense in any way we look at it. |
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Living In EnvyA Poem by Chaos StoneA long-led lonely life... |
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1 - 2774A Chapter by ansley24081. Day 2774 It was the start of Stuart’s 2774th day of work, not that he kept a running count of each and every day at work, it was just.. |
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Jaffa SlumberA Chapter by Abdul Batin Osman BeyJaffa Cakes |
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When you think you're well-restedA Poem by tamemeiThis morning's coffee is fire on the tongue - too hot - and let's not speak of the orb of fire in the sky, for it is most certainly too hot and too br.. |
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Blue Is the Warmest ColorA Book by Jasmine WSometimes life turns to s**t.. |
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