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No worry in creative decision
Just create with condom on
Then brush with care Hormuz Matters
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permanent record the arbitrary rules of childhood are arbitrary still
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Minor Transient Documents of Everyday Life are three line recipes, short stories, jokes, riddles, science projects, love notes, horrors, confessions, and memories. A collection of haiku written between the years 2022-2024. buy it - www.blurb.com/b/1242...
THE TWO RACES -- a poem and song by BBB
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THE TWO RACES
by Bill Kochman
https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry
04-09-2014
This life is like a race, many people know,
Some folks run fast, while others run slow.
Some run for money, while others for fame,
But if the trut
Rain fell
like acid onto
the backs of children
melting away
innocence
Was the distraction
worth it
Fools rushed in
lofting the pig
up
like a king
All the while
drowning in his
hate filled shit
Choke
The rain won't help
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Orkney / This Life Andrew Greig For Catherine and Jamie It is big sky and its changes, the sea all round and the waters within. It is the way sea and sky work off each other constantly, like people meeting in Alfred Street, each face coming away with a hint of the other’s face pressed in it. It is the way a week-long gale ends and folk emerge to hear a single bird cry way high up. It is the way you lean to me and the way I lean to you, as if we are each other’s prevailing; how we connect along our shores, the way we are tidal islands joined for hours then inaccessible, I’ll go for that, and smile when I pick sand off myself in the shower. The way I am an inland loch to you when a clatter of white whoops and rises . . . It is the way Scotland looks to the South, the way we enter friends’ houses to leave what we came with, or flick the kettle’s switch and wait. This is where I want to live, close to where the heart gives out, ruined, perfected, an empty arch against the sky where birds fly through instead of prayers while in Hoy Sound the ferry’s engines thrum this life this life this life.
It is big sky and its changes,
the sea all round and the waters within.
It is the way sea and sky
work off each other constantly…
—Andrew Greig, “Orkney/This Life”
from INTO YOU, @bloodaxebooks.bsky.social 2001
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Sarah should have dragged Jeffrey to the
Altar. He might still be alive today... .hmmmm...
though unhappy alive...
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i am but
the words
you choose
not to mutter
we are but
the HEART of
the lion
tamed
by our neighbors
ignorance
Let us shout and run wild
The world needs it
Love thy neighbor....
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in the absence
of light
there was you
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My WalkaboutsVerse #poem, with #photos, about the, original, Cornish, "Oi, Oi, Oi" - "Tin Miners' Lunch" walkaboutsverse.blogspot.com/2011/07/walk...
So happy to be reading my #poem ‘Amongst Other Things’ at #LISP such a brilliant team & #writers, #poets & #screenwriters should submit. Wonderful community!
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I want to make you,
moan, like never moaned before,
filling you fully...
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the symphony of dawn
the silent rise of bright
eyes #conduct the orchestra
a concerto for the waning night
where strings awake the muse
inspired as golden hues
cueing the finale,
and
bridging to the overture
for the symphony of light
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Sonnet 053 - LIII
What is your substance, whereof are you made,
That millions of strange shadows on you tend?
Since every one hath, every one, one shade,
And you but one, can every shadow lend.
Describe Adonis, and the counterfeit
Is poorly imitated after you;
On Helen's cheek all art of beauty […]
Hi !!
TRUMP
DA BLOW MESS-EEE
DIP LOW PIGGY
YOU GO HIGH
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HOLY GHOST HOUND -- a poem and song by BBB
#Poetry #Poem
HOLY GHOST HOUND
by Bill Kochman
https://www.billkochman.com/Poetry
04-06-2023
I could say what you want to hear,
But to God's truth I am bound,
So I will always share His Word,
Although it makes you so unwound.
Yes, only the Gospel
Crocus photographs
from different times on my phone—
A little blue today.
#DailyHaikuPrompt #Poem crocus
#Zero degree cold;
The cruelty of lacking heat
Under winter’s screams.
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O Blit A Rate: QuadKlutz
SEND BARRON TO IRAN
HE COME BACK MAN
MAYBE HALF ONE
SEND JR TO IRAN
HE COME BACK MORE JR
SEND TIFFANY TO IRAN
SHE COME BACK WITT
JEWEL IN JELLY
BUTTON
SEND LARA TO IRAN
SHE COME BACK WITT
PRETTY APPLE IN
MOUSE
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Midnight strikes; as bells ring through the town To beckon in the hour of the arcane. When lightning; charged with magic, ripples round The streets, creating sights secret and strange. Illusions thunder in between the brick And mortar, dancing as the city sleeps, A midnight ballet, whose conductor sits On nearby roof to watch her masterpiece. With fur of grey, she sits in vulpine grace, Nine tails coiled up around her paws, And stretched across her orange tinted face, Grow cobwebs, from her eyes down to her jaw. The regal witch grows tired of her ballet So gives a flick of tail, tipped in blue, And at the whim of mistress Vixunè The dancers stop, and bid the world adieu.
My contribution to this week's #PoetsOfDoom prompt.
I don't think it's finished, I think I need to add a few stanzas in the middle to showcase the dancers, and how the Vixunè controls them. But I'm pretty happy with the start
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Take a seat, round and
Round we go, we don't die of
Death, but vertigo.
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If you plan to pootle,
a poodle is a perfect companion for pootling.
And with a gold, long‑tasselled‑haired terrier,
they’d tap along the river’s lull.
And a Great Dane, animated,
rising in a tree‑house elevation.
Water off a duck's
Back, producing blinding rays
Of prismatic prose.
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Cecil Morris writes his @newversenews.bsky.social #poem upon learning the U.S. voted against calling the trafficking of Africans “the gravest crime against humanity.” newversenews.blogspot.com/2026/03/upon...
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To conduct one’s life
In zeros, ones; binary.
Rejects nuance for
Monochrome monotony.
Acknowledge colour!
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May there always be conversation, his report ended with coded details of troop movements, factory specs significance faded yellow, years dulled by the end of wars, buried now in a bookstore discount rack. Did he ever get recognized? Did his contribution to end all wars create in him a sense of purpose? What calling it was back then, Do we hear it now? Or have war drums deafened us over the centuries? What patriotism it is to follow the ideal of what your country should be, beauty of its potential and to rise to the challenge in the still moments, in the pre dawn and carry it through the mundane.
Wrote this yesterday, but thought it unfinished. Memo to self: go back to it to add a final stanza or two? From a dream where I was at this bizarre mall and found a copy of a spy's journals ww2 and bought it for two dollars.
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Poem written and copyright (c) 2026 by Eric Montgomery (@madp03t.bsky.social). All Rights Reserved. coach said wear it armor, they claimed made you untouchable first swing I faced came in wild all elbows, noise never saw it heard the crack the world went black down I went hands too late body exhaled quick what was it for cup held firm and somehow worse, that made it
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Get your leather on,
Better a zero than some
Heroic number.
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Get your leather on,
Better a zero than some
Heroic number.
#Haikufeels #zero #haiku #senryu #poem #writing #writingcommunity