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poem by dan miltz

Writing in pitch-dark pitchy, I begin Upon the daily stroke of silent pen Touches my words, across the nightly sky My inner self meets spirit'd lullaby A silent space, is a nice lonely place O' where an altar sits in poet gr... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Natty disasters sitt'ng in boneyard wing Hidden rolling shadows re-occurring Tumbles down the rain that does rapture bring All sodden on a golgotha fog·ging Utterly a murky shadows about Danken swollen teeth beyond the tomb ... Read more

poem by dan miltz

Again, afresh, with each new sunlight ray Once more, over and over, I do pray I ponder, think, and a write, all long day Ahhh!.. anoth'r encore into universe Of poet chance to ident'fy with verse It may have, a new kind of an e... Read more

poem by dan miltz

It's the beat era It's beat of the heat It's beat deep to keep It's beat start of the heart It's beat frown and beaten down It's the beat generation fascination It's beat truth of the youth It's beat faces to the places It... Read more

poem by dan miltz

It's a sixty four square board divided fight Chessman rise, move among spaces out·right It's high contrast, black and white We sit over a table small Making moves with our brains to a forward crawl Both keeping mysteries to a co... Read more

poem by dan miltz

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poem by dan miltz

O' Cold Winter raises its frosty thumb In the gusty squalls, and the snow drifts from Winter sun strikes brightly, sits and lingers And delightful in radiant fingers Shine quietly in wintry complexions Quiet wind tossing teasin... Read more

poem by dan miltz

A dream builds its own world Its complete with a past O' as long as you stay asleep Its complete with a future We know that a dream can be real Or is it, that reality can be a dream O' as long as you stay awake and dream Work... Read more

poem by John Prophet

It slips in at night. Stealthy and low at first. A few flakes pick up speed as the first low howl can be heard. Wind howls against the house, branches scratching at the window like a cat trying to get in. Heavy wet snow can be hear... Read more

poem by John Prophet

What is truth? We live our lives being told what is true. Truths in science fall by the wayside when new “truths” are discovered. But, how true are they? Religions will tell you their truths. Problem is, few agree. So... Read more

poem by John Prophet

What is God? What is a god? It’s all relative. It’s all semantics really. To those who wandered this globe fifty thousand years ago we’d be gods. Would those who live fifty thousand years from now be looked o... Read more

poem by Tony Anderson

Space cows spraying psychedelic joy juice from their udders Read more

poem by Tony Anderson

Space cows spraying psychedelic joy juice from their udders Read more

poem by mr. chap

In fleshy walls of tissue and bone You hide far inside Your eyes see only your place And so your eyes can't see the walls and bars Sticks and stones may break your bones But you don't mind You are too deep within And being ... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

I see only the depiction of a chosen shadow. Only on walls of caves do they glow. They're a sight seen by prisoner's of ego. Chained in place, what is real I will never know. The light burns the image that I perceive. The darknes... Read more

poem by Derek Vincent

Whenever endeavor i close my eyes tight. When opened i'm blinded by light shining so bright. "They say love is poor, they say love is pure." I do not care for amour. Love is a pheromone as it were. No need to worry I have fallen ... Read more

poem by john ormerod

Long Sleep Celestial Misty garden night time hail My life blowing through cup of sail Bulge bellow fellow storm Lying forever together be the norm. Grave yard full carpet moss Above they are the boss But below hearts on... Read more

poem by Jude kyrie

~In my head there’s a room where you linger. Bare shoulders where I come to cry There’s a crack In a dark shuttered window. And a tree where the nightingale dies. A sliver of the ending twilight Shines down on... Read more

poem by Maxine Roma

If a genie would ever appear to me, i would ask him to grand me one wish only. I would ask him to grand me the power of buying. Let me explain... My addiction for shopping has taken me to placed I've been before, to memorized roads, s... Read more

poem by eric marshall

Here i set all broken hearted. Chillin' wit friends, and I just farted On the back of my head, the hair just parted. At first they just laughed, but not for long. As slowly they realized that this one was strong. And the air star... Read more