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Emotional Attract...

poem by Geoffrey Brewer

Since discovering and participating in Pondrin, I have found it to be a valuable medium and continue to enjoy its service with not a little enthusiasm. Nonetheless it has aspects that have puzzled, intrigued and sometimes irritated me... Read more

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Maze

poem by William Baillie

3months past Not much longer will I last I'm trapped no exit to see My minds not like urs For me there's No cures This place is a maze with no key Nurses and docs All lookin at there clocks There shift is nearly at an end ... Read more

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Maze

poem by William Baillie

3months past Not much longer will I last I'm trapped no exit to see My minds not like urs For me there's No cures This place is a maze with no key Nurses and docs All lookin at there clocks There shift is nearly at an end ... Read more

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Red the Imposter

poem by Martyn Grindrod

Red is Romance It's God is Isis Red is Hell Identity Crisis Red is sexy Temptress alluring Red is Tempestuous Bloodthirsty uncaring Red is lust lipstick tempting Red is Devil Evil ,uncaring Red is Sunset ... Read more

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The oddities Of L...

poem by Cecilia Crasto

We never know joy until we know pain A rainbow appears after the rain Lightning precedes a clap of thunder Streaking the sky with magical wonder Sand castles crumble and drift away Carrying the dreams of yesterday Victories em... Read more

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Different story

poem by Braverman waltz

Expression is loud and only heard in the quiet it's faces are unknown it's words given back and then discarded all action goes noticed and the response is swift and unfair my screaming is slow and accurate my slowness predestined but ... Read more

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Paths

poem by John Prophet

Look in the mirror. What do you see? Depends on the choices you've made. Depends on your programming. Depends on where you were born. Depends on what you were born. Look in the mirror. What part will you play? A protagonist? An ... Read more

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Again the silence.

poem by P Mason

Again the silence And it echoes through my shattered soul like a thunderstorm Careening across the Nebraska prairie on a warm And humid afternoon. Why will you not simply confront What is your goal? Simply to shut off An... Read more

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Presence

poem by P Mason

Iiving in confusion, living in uncertainty... Drifting in and out of puzzles. Where do we exist Where does life begin for Us.... where does it end. We seek comfort and warmth We seek companions We seek love. We seek an ... Read more

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Dulcinea

poem by P Mason

11-16-16. Dulcinea I sat with you today For the first time in six weeks. You looked wonderful to me, but I can't believe I'd ever see you in any other light. That is because of where I am am, I still don't know where ... Read more

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Last night there ...

poem by John Rodie

Last night there was a ghost on the stair Early this morning still it was there Its ghostly eyes bore into my heart How I wish it would just depart Then I looked at those ghostly features Of this deranged demented creature ... Read more

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My Name Is Joe

poem by John Prophet

Hello my name is Joe, I'm from planet Earth. I opened my eyes one day and found myself there. Where I was before I do not know. They taught me stuff, made me go to school. To keep alive I found a job then passed on my genes. I'm get... Read more

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In Front Of Our E...

poem by John Prophet

It's happening right in front of our eyes. We, who live today are right in the middle of it. Being swept up in the wave breaking on humanities shoreline. The global brain being born all around us, exponentially expanding, most obli... Read more

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Can We Trust What...

poem by John Prophet

One day we open our eyes and there it is. The world opens up to us, all that we can see. We move within our view, learning as we go. But can we trust what we see? Is it real? What is "real" anyway? Does anyone really know? Quantum ... Read more

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Reality Is Morphi...

poem by John Prophet

We can see this in the generations coming after the the Sixty Something's of the early 21st Century, those of us who were born into a world of limited technology. For Millennia technological change occurred at glacial speed. Generatio... Read more

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Our Beliefs

poem by John Prophet

are as varied as they are inconsequential. All struck on a speck of a place, in a speck of time. Our very evolution built on infitesimly small terrain. All that we think, all of the great contributions like so many others, lost in ... Read more

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A World

poem by John Prophet

like no other. Tiny blue speck in a void unfathomably large. Self aware beings truly not aware of much. Self impressed with no reason to be. Obsessed with sex and violence driving forces of existence. Compression point coming. E... Read more

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A Gift

poem by John Prophet

The meaning of life? This question has been asked for millennia. Some say there is no meaning, life is just a placeholder between oblivions. Others say God breathe life into man for a greater purpose, intimately meaningful. For so... Read more

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What New Realms A...

poem by John Prophet

We live in a universe of subatomic particles, the building blocks of everything else. All we can see and touch is made up of the stuff. Even in the seemingly empty void of space science tells us virtual particles pop in and out of exi... Read more

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The Bare Infiniti...

poem by Geoffrey Brewer

Starting as a short verse on the grammatical entity - the bare infinitive (the infinitive with the 'to' stripped off) as in the first poem.; I then developed a phantasy that gave it a spiritual beingness, taken further in the second, ... Read more