Unordered Tales
By neone
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Disruption
I am endlessly reminded Of your malleable youth; Your petulant thumb Caught in the pout Of your bruised lips. Your writing slopes away, Angry twist...
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About the politics
We lay on the grass, Yellowed with summer, jaundiced, we Watched the polished hearse Of winter slide in silently. Katharine: This is just to say-...
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After the war
A cloud of dust Settles On the land Like powdered diamond. The chink of armour Echoes Among the rocks; And the train's rhythmic Cough, cough Shakes...
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Again already
Watching re-runs of Sepia tinted movies, Prepare, beware, Play the game- Not you, me. Your suit is stained Red on white. Don't get wine, rain, Whine...
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Burning bush
In the rocks, The bleat of a sheep Echoes, and his sandals Are ochred with red dust. He wants to know a little Of his real family, of The song of his...
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DE. Dec. 2003
You'll have to look hard to find the rhyme structure in this one. Spoken, you won't hear it, but matching up the lines in writing it's possible to see it. I had fun practices rhymes on this poem, rather than going for the musical effect of a good rhyme scheme, hence the weirdness. Written on a German exchange.
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