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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Take a break: 1 of 8
He came to turn your water into wineTake a break from the panic!There is enough for all to enjoy and celebrate!He came to heal your bodyAnd give you relief .Take a break from your pain!Breathe peacefully and rest!He came to show you how precious you areTake a break from putting yourself down!You are fearfully and wonderfully ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Friendship: 61 of 301
They push through the sluggish revolving doorsUntil their footsteps land inside the bookstore.He peruses the directoryWhile she stops at the first display table she sees,Showing off this month's newly released romance novel.When the brass-colored lettering on the considerable black tabletTells him that the Philosophy section ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Childhood memories: 112 of 391
Sometimes,When I'm sitting alone,I lean back.Just like Gran'daddy AllenUsed toWhen He told usGhost stories;When it was "too hotFor theGran'chirrenTo sleep."He'd rock slowly,In his rocking chair,The oneHe carvedFrom the Georgia pinesHe cut from the property beyondThe corn fields.Five or sixGran'chirrenSatOn the varnishedSlatsO... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Cheating: 67 of 169
I have no claim to the bestOf your life -Not your time,Purest love,NorYour most pleasant thoughts.She unwittingly lends me your body:I have no options.I mustReturn it exactlyAs I found it:Pampered and unmarked.I can only claimYour lustIn darkened rooms;Sips of black coffeeIn distant cafes;An hour or twoOnce or twice a week;A ... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Poverty: 42 of 77
Hot waterRunsInto theBathtub,No matterHow hardWe turn theSpigot.Tacky white and blue linoleumCurls upOff the floorUnderThe kitchen window.Cold air blowsThrough theCracksIn the window panes.Rev. Slumlord,Visits the buildingOnce a weekTo conduct hisAnesthetizingSunday Church Service.He visits the tenantsLiving aboveThe make-shi... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Dreaming of you: 43 of 62
The scent of sandalwoodIn perfectly soft skin.The color of shaven pine.Long and tallStrength andRhythm andStupidity andLust andChildlike love andPerfected imperfection andArrogance andShady-ness andFaith andIntolerance andHumor:I dream of you.Heart shaped lipsAlways readyFor a kiss.Plastic andSincere andUncomfortable andMisch... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Father: 89 of 128
Mm, mm, mm.My Daddy! He'sMean as fire, yetPretty as Lucifer'Fore he got kick'dOutta heaven.Sing like a fifties crooner,Sweet tenor notes sungIn combinations composedBy Angels.He'sCold as a bill collectorCallin' on SundayAt dinner time.Greedy as a CEOWid' a platinumParachute.Mm, mm, mm.My Daddy!"Daddy" (c) 2008 More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Relationships: 375 of 451
No touch so quickening,No kiss so delicate,Nor the sound of his smileBroadening close to my earEmblazons my senses withWarm earthen huesAs the comfort inThe pockets of timeWhenWe shareEasy,Eloquent,Silence.Silence (Eros)(c)2007 More..