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Pioneers of Wit (Also Groucho Marx Quotes)

His weapon is his mouth On the battlefield of wit Cutting down all his foes Using their own words To drive them to the ground Laughs and smiles Empower this great wordsmith Making him immortal No hesitation in his words … Continue reading

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Calm Down?

Calm down he says As if stress has a fucking switch A week of screaming Battling child and adult The help promised did not come Until I was already near pain’s door Stress building up Like soap scum on the … Continue reading

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Visceral Waking

I wake shaking Though the weather be not cold Muscles quivering From a ghostly touch Sweat dripping from my brow Leaving my pillow soaked I groan and whimper Feeling my guts churn Anxiety roiling them Like an angry ocean No … Continue reading

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Drowning

As we fall into the drinkWill you finally decide to swim?Removing your lead shoesAllowing me to rest and floatIs that so much to ask?History has taught meThat will cling until we drownHiding in your comfort zoneLike a useless childForcing me … Continue reading

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Breasts and Blood (A Serious Poem?)

We cheer at gore and pain Splattered on our screens Staring at the chunks of flesh And corpses full of holes Our eyes feed upon the action And accept the violent views Yet we cringe at human forms Bare breasts … Continue reading

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All Behind You (To Ionia)

I don’t have to rehash what happens tomorrow.  I’m sure many of us are going to be on pins and needles waiting for news about our fearless friend, Ionia Martin.  Not really sure what else to say that hasn’t already … Continue reading

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Crafting Worlds and Storytelling

Youthful wanderings Shunned by many others For the sake of stereotypes Saying these games are lame As if lesser than their acts There is a purpose To these ‘nerdy’ quests They teach to tell a story And think beyond our … Continue reading

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Open My Floodgates

Spinning Whirling Round and round My brain twirls upon itself Pushing against the dam So open the floodgates! Releasing images of all Both twisted and serene Monsters, mayhem, and madness All tastes of fantasy fare Warriors dance among the dead … Continue reading

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This Poem is About Nothing

This is about nothing No purpose or rhyme I just had the time Saying rhyme makes me rhyme? A flow of crazy thoughts That run along my fingers Mooning my brain As it stares at a shiny dot I think … Continue reading

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I Taught I Taw

From yesterday’s prompt on The Community Storyboard.   I taught I taw A puddy tat While hunting wabbits During duck season But it was just . . . I say It was just a skunk Kissing a painted stray Before … Continue reading

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