Current poems in progress...

Blonde bomber
---Anonymous
everso somber
---OPTIMUS PRIME, CYBERTRON

The Sun peaks into the Day
---Anonymous
To scavenge a star or two from Night
---Anonymous
lines her pockets with luminous dust
---Anonymous
skips to the shadows of silent turning
---Anonymous
repairs to the mocking bird's cry
---Anonymous
and rests easy on the silhouette
---Anonymous
of the once slumberous city
---Anonymous

very nice direction

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very nice double j.j.

a reason to write, a reason to sing
---wlh
without pain, what are these things?, but hollow lies and memories
---wlh
a truth to frame, a lie to believe
---Anonymous
to make the future more necessary
---Anonymous
A reason to think, a reason to give
---renaissance
Without generosity, how would we live?
---Anonymous, Michigan, USA

The eyes have stolen the truth,your soul awakens
---classic38
Dispair embraces your every thought
---classic38
Have you forsaken reality for redemption
---classic38
Does time heal all wounds or simply mask them
---classic38
They pretend healing and leave a shadow of pain in the scar
---Anonymous

Classic 38 "Does time heal all wounds or simply mask them" is a brilliant line. It is a stand alone line. A poem unto itself.
jd

The autumn leaves are falling on her grave
---Arlette
like gold and crimson teardrops from the sky
---Arlette
the live is wave after wave
---Jan Havelka, Brno, Czech republic
I should never let her die!
---Jan Havelka, Brno, Czech republic

electric shock why do you linger, why must I invite in more than I can handle
---alice

I saw beauty today. ever conflicted I sit. my hands smell like freah cut potatoes. my free will escaping me is it enough to know what is real or do I need to become part of the outside
---Anonymous
my instinct bites at my insides like fire ants of truth as I stagger forward into my mediocrity
---Anonymous