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The Victims

by Sharon Olds

When Mother divorced you, we were glad. She took it and
took it in silence, all those years and then
kicked you out, suddenly, and her
kids loved it. Then you were fired, and we
grinned inside, the way people grinned when
Nixon's helicopter lifted off the South
Lawn for the last time. We were tickled
to think of your office taken away,
your secretaries taken away,
your lunches with three double bourbons,

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Christmas Is Really For The Children

by Steve Turner

Christmas is really
for the children.
Especially for children
who like animals, stables,
stars and babies wrapped
in swaddling clothes.
Then there are wise men,
kings in fine robes,
humble shepherds and a
hint of rich perfume.

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Crazy

by Laxmi Prasad Devkota

1.
Oh yes, friend! I'm crazy-
that's just the way I am.

2.
I see sounds,
I hear sights,
I taste smells,
I touch not heaven but things from the underworld,
things people do not believe exist,

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The Flowers

by Robert Louis Stevenson

All the names I know from nurse:
Gardener's garters, Shepherd's purse,
Bachelor's buttons, Lady's smock,
And the Lady Hollyhock.

Fairy places, fairy things,
Fairy woods where the wild bee wings,
Tiny trees for tiny dames--
These must all be fairy names!

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Passport

by Mahmoud Darwish

They did not recognize me in the shadows
That suck away my color in this Passport
And to them my wound was an exhibit
For a tourist Who loves to collect photographs
They did not recognize me,
Ah... Don't leave
The palm of my hand without the sun
Because the trees recognize me
Don't leave me pale like the moon!

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Recent People Poems

Friday's leave

by BIT REKO

Imma curve the story in stones
All this pain, all this anger
U wake n fight, the devil laughing in the corner
God, the only that keeps the ride going

Playing the game, Rolling the dice
screaming, throwing bullets
the sheets, knowing all of it
Do you even get some sleep?

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Natural Beauty

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

Flora Jones lived in a pretty, rural area, where the deep green days lasted longer,
And she was a great lover of nature; like the colors of blue skies, getting stronger.

Flora Jones had lively sisters and brothers, and parents who loved them all dearly;
Like clouds move aside some satin nights, so pink stars can be seen more clearly.

Flora and her siblings had a few beloved pets, but many other wild animal friends;
More fun than a barrel of monkeys, like when arced, double rainbow condescends.

Living amid changing, changeless greenery, loving the beautiful was only natural;

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Sunrise

by Evelyn Judy Buehler

In huge purple blooms
ancestor of ancestors,
sun streaked cro magnon!
The whispering lime green leaves
told secrets of fragrant breeze.

TNT Equivalent of a Poem

by Igor Vykhovanets

Mass-"Culture" Dumpster Fire

Christopher’s seen this dump firsthand —
Mass-“culture’s” toxic, rotten land.
Those “light-bringers”? Ha! They hide,
By day, by flame — nowhere to find.

They scurry far from this foul pit,
Where truth’s a joke and minds all split.
A global dump of dumb and waste,

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Smykker laget av stjerner - Sanja Atanasovska - North Macedonia

by Sanja Atanasovska

Når musikken blir kjedelig

når jeg ikke har styrke til

magisk uttrykk

vil himmelen bryte opp

månen vil bli hjemløs

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