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Strange Meeting

by Wilfred Owen

It seemed that out of the battle I escaped
Down some profound dull tunnel, long since scooped
Through granites which Titanic wars had groined.
Yet also there encumbered sleepers groaned,
Too fast in thought or death to be bestirred.
Then, as I probed them, one sprang up, and stared
With piteous recognition in fixed eyes,
Lifting distressful hands as if to bless.
And by his smile, I knew that sullen hall;
By his dead smile I knew we stood in Hell.

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A Wife In London (December, 1899)

by Thomas Hardy

I--The Tragedy

She sits in the tawny vapour
   That the City lanes have uprolled,
   Behind whose webby fold on fold
Like a waning taper
   The street-lamp glimmers cold.

A messenger's knock cracks smartly,
   Flashed news is in her hand

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Drapple-Thorned Aphrodite,

by Sappho

Dapple-throned Aphrodite,
eternal daughterf God,
snare-knitter! Don't, I beg you,

cow my heart with grief! Come,
as once when you heard my far-
off cry and, listening, stepped

from your father's house to your
gold car, to yoke the pair whose

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Little One

by Margaret Whitsell

Dear little one
Its been two birthdays now, that I have missed
I can't be there, so I have asked God to send
an Angel to give you a kiss
I have asked Jesus to wrap his arms around you
and tell you that I will always "Love You"!
This birthday you will be eleven
May God send you blessings from heaven
I know you aren't little anymore
You are tall and slender and beautiful too

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Saturday At The Canal

by Gary Soto

I was hoping to be happy by seventeen.
School was a sharp check mark in the roll book,
An obnoxious tuba playing at noon because our team
Was going to win at night. The teachers were
Too close to dying to understand. The hallways
Stank of poor grades and unwashed hair. Thus,
A friend and I sat watching the water on Saturday,
Neither of us talking much, just warming ourselves
By hurling large rocks at the dusty ground
And feeling awful because San Francisco was a postcard

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Recent Hope Poems

Breathing

by Amy Li

A breath,

Inhale

is the resistance of bones trapped against skin,

flesh straining against bones,

the continuous drone of meat sighing and the harmonic thrumming of blood in a private symphony,

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Die Mauer entlang

by Mario Odekerken

Steine,kalt und grau im Licht,
werfen Schatten ins Gesicht.
Stille Schritte,schwer und bang,
ziehen sich die Mauer entlang.

Wind erzählt von alter Zeit,
von Trennung, Schmerz und Einsamkeit.
Doch hinter Rissen,Stein und Zwang
wächst leise Hoffnung-lebenslang.

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If I Was

by Lee-Ann Azzopardi

If I was the sky
I would give you a rainbow
Every day
So, you would know hope
Then, you would cope
If I was the sun
I would never darken
But then again
I couldn't feel right not given you rain
Everything would dry out and crumble

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Reprieve

by Jen Wright

Heal, my heart!
Heal, my darling.
The scars are rough,
The tissue’s raw,
But pain
It has subsided,
So, heal some more!

See, my sombre mind!
See brightly,

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To be decided

by We'll Get to that

I recently finished a poem that I started when I was 15, circa 25yrs ago:

Here I sit, on my hill in the pits, as darkness shrouds my world,
A velvet dusk where silence knits, despair in shadows curled.
Yet even night, in solemn breath, conceals a trembling gleam—
A whisper caught in fate's cold net, the ember of a dream.

Beneath the weight of sable skies, where stars dare not ignite,
A hush persists, where sorrow lies—but so too seeds of light.
For even in the cavern's throat, where echoes mourn and flee,

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