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Rage of the North
Inside a fire burns unimaginably bright
It illuminates the darkest night
Consumes my mind, ignites my soul
The fire rages out of control
My eyes glow red with vengeance, hatred, rage
My inner demons screaming, no longer caged
I am Berserker, the Norseman's fire
I fight with passion, rage, desire
A bloodlust roar my only sound
It's echo thunders for miles around
I am Berserker, the sword of the North
Let my enemies come forth
I am rage personified
I will leave my foes terrified
Spread my legend, spread the fear
And know the Rage of the North draws near
poem by Tim Vallie
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Chelsea Tractor
You and your Chelsea Tractor
And as a matter of Max Factor
Made up like a diva
The archetypal deceiver.
You speak with a mouth full of plums
Arrive to a roll of the drums
Yet i know that you feel alone
Shouting on your 'Android' phone
Pouting in a man void zone.
Nobody's looking, smell what's cooking chef
You blow your own trumpet with a treble clef
But like it or not- the world's tone deaf.
You and your Chelsea Tractor
Off to your chiropractor
But it's a soulmate that you lack
To take the monkey off your back.
And your parties, lush though inane
Any excuse for a rush of cocaine
Momentarily eases your grief
But your delusion will be your masked thief.
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poem by Kevin East
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Different Kind of Setting
When the popcorn is gone...
And the illusions begin to fade!
Even rose colored glasses
Can not hide this charade!
And you will think to yourself...
You have been cruely played!
And you will be right.
Every day and every night.
For decades and years beyond,
This has been going on!
And it is nothing new.
Its just that you...
Have moved your insights
To a brand new theater!
A different kind of setting!
And the management is aware,
You've been hynotized!
So open up your eyes
And finally realize
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Things
I cannot even see
what they have become of thee
a scare's for a crow and shoes are for a show
and things there are that must go on
I cannot even hear
if things have come too near
a populated crown and a single drown
looking for a straw
I cannot even blink
for things that make me think
of what the four lettered f you think
that you are doing
I haven't got a single clue
if it's me or you
subject object or apposition
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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Graduation Day
The moment it is realized,
A chip long carried on your shoulder
Has been dissolved...
A graduation has occurred.
And you have moved on.
It has dawned on you,
Bitterness that you knew...
Has gone!
It's graduation day!
And knowing you belong among
Those who can truthfully say they can forgive.
Is a blessing to have lived to learn,
That lesson!
So many have failed and given up.
They are the ones heard stuck...
Finding fault with everything.
And nothing within them is felt to give!
Those are the ones who live life,
Being right without insight!
And on the tips of their tongues,
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poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Feel Better My Love?
(To my best friend)
I pray after you read this letter
Sweet love, you’re feeling better
Feeling energized or even frisky
Life by then won’t seem so risky
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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Bye-Bye Modern World
We squeak, like pips. The pincers pinch us.
On one side, our puffy-fingered betters
Haul away what's ours, our wages and our
Pensions and our dignity. They'll capture
All, and, when they're done, we'll see
The hands of time have had a backward
Spin, and we, once yeomen, will be
Serfs, and, on our other side, the
Hollow-eyed and empty-headed ones
Who'd have us turn our backs to
Science and to any other thoughts
Which aren't provided by their God.
Toil! Worship! Starve and die! And,
If you find an idle moment, shed a tear
And squeak in sorrow for the things
We had before the pincers came,
And they were pinched.
poem by Lawrence Beck
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In April
I
AS lightly as a filmy veil
That folds the April larch,
My tenderest joy drops like a dream
Down from the buds of March,
My dim sweet joy that fills the wood
From delicate arch to arch.
My frailest joy that draws my heart
Out from its prison bar,
Whose step is swifter and more sweet
Than all Spring's blossoms are,
My trembling joy that holds my soul
Up like a ransomed star.
What shall I do to keep my joy,
That has become so dear,
Who dare not stir to hold it close,
My joy that is so near,
That wraps me with a filmy veil
So woven in with fear.
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poem by Dollie Radford
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Influence
As in the deeps of embryonic night,
Out of unfathomable obscurities
Of Nature's womb, the little life-germs rise,
Pushing and pulsing upward to the light;
As, when the first day dawns on waking sight,
They leap to liberty and recognize
The golden sunshine and the morning skies
Their home and goal and heritage and right -
So do our brooding thoughts and deep desires
Grow in our souls, we know not how or why;
Grope for we know not what, all blind and dumb.
So, when the time is ripe, and one aspires
To free his thought in speech, ours hear the cry,
And to full birth and instant knowledge come.
poem by Ada Cambridge
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Don’t turn low
Barked at, don’t bark in turn.
Though kicked, don’t kick in turn.
You should not afford to turn
A dog or a donkey.
08.10.2007
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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