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Traces

by Pete

The humble carpet brush 
sweeps away
cigarette ash, 
    moth scales, 
    dried tears,
and angel dust.
We Real Cool

by Gwendolyn Brooks

We real cool. We
Left school. We

Lurk late. We
Strike straight. We

Sing sin. We
Thin gin. We

Jazz June. We
Die soon.

Bird

by Bencity

There is a bird, on my window sill
The poor thing, has a broken wing
She can’t sing, she can’t dare fly
Look at her! Flatter, fall and fail
What would it take, to make her sail?
Will time offer her rest, and heal?
Or, have...

For the Goddess Too Well Known

by Elsa Gidlow

I have robbed the garrulous streets,
Thieved a fair girl from their blight,
I have stolen her for a sacrifice
That I shall make to this night.

I have brought her, laughing,
To my quietly dreaming garden.
For what will be...

I Return

by Oliverez Bounty

I do not rise each day to fight,
but to remember I was never lost.
Not broken,
Not forgotten,
Just hidden behind the noise.

There is no bell to ring,
no altar to kneel at—
only the hush between heartbeats
that...

Thoughts

by Bencity

Knocking at my mind’s door,
Slyly you ask to come in,
Often, we sleep all night
Often, we tangle 'til dawn
Sometimes I think you make me whole
Sometimes I think you kill me
Even when I wish you away
I can’t help but...

Transmute

by Bencity

Transmute; she said
Is when one thing becomes another,
A stranger to a friend
Or a man to a father
Evening to night and so on;
Hence, I understood,
That nature moves in gradual steps
And one thing becomes the...

Sunday Nights

by Bencity

Stars, sky - like a seductive sea,
I swear they tickle me,
And in them I see,
Every wonder I could be!

Caterpillar

by Scarlet

I am but a caterpillar
surrounded by butterflies
such beautiful creatures
I have watched many like me change
change with such grace into such beauty
I often wonder why
why I am yet to find such grace
why am I yet to...

Crowded Tub

by Shel Silverstein

There are too many kids in this tub
There are too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I'm sure wasn't mine
There are too many kids in this tub.

The Winds of Fate

by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of the sails,
And Not the gales,
That tell us the way to go.

Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate;
As we voyage along...

Dandelion

by Ayla R.

A dandelion has 15,000 seeds.

If wishes came true,
I'd spend every single one
Hoping that I'd get to have
Forever loving you