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Jan 2013 John

Jerry

No second chances!
No do-overs!
That is one of the regreatable rules of time.

No more pigtails & pretty dresses,
No more Horsey-back & Piggy-back rides,
No more Tee-ball & Soccer,
No more Marry Poppens & Wizard of OZ,
No more Popcorn & Video games,
No more homework & bed time stories,
No more marshmellow roasts & snipe hunts,
No more sand castles & sand dollars,
No more Sparklers & Pinwheels.

No time to pause & reflect!
It can only cause regret!
Enjoy it along the way while you can.
Everything is temporary.

It needs to ryme better! But my regreat is clear.

Jan 2013 John

The Land of Survival

Jan 2013 John

Aaron McDaniel

The Land of Survival

I've lived in a palace of hatred
Walk through the corridors, aimless
Set friendships a blaze
Mind was a haze
Stayed Ignorant to the page

One Day a glimmer of hope
A Tattooed man, long gone from the pope
Tried to show me his ways
Teaching, critiquing, skills would extend
That glimmer of hope was a pen

An idea that I drew from the poem "The Land of Happy" by Shel Silverstein (1930-1999)

Jan 2013 John

Not Alone After All

Jan 2013 John

Jerry

Not Alone After All

It is early morning.
I can't sleep.
I sit here in front of my computer's light.
Reading of other people's plights.

I analyze and I empathize.
Is this a story poem or is this a real poem?
I am drawn closer & I see reflections of myself.
It's some how comforting to know,
I 'm not alone after all.

Jan 2013 John

THIS POEM IS FOR MY EX-GIRLFRIEND

Jan 2013 John

Tim Knight

THIS POEM IS FOR MY EX-GIRLFRIEND

What did you do to your hair?

It is not fashion or regarded as a
good sight, for sightseers whom fight
for the best sight to see.

Nor is it complementary to your main meal face,
no condiment would ever accompany you,
let alone a boy in a start of the month, moon-a-new,
relationship-race.

It is not natural, nor be it an attempt to
blend into your surroundings at large,
as a red and blue fringe
will never be camouflage.

So, what did you do to your hair?

coffeeshoppoems.com

Jan 2013 John

Ceasefire

Jan 2013 John

Matt Roberts

Ceasefire

Can we take a night off?
Can we forget that I didn't pay the bills on time?
that I burnt dinner last night
that the laundry's not done
that the dishes are *****
that the toilet's stuffed up
that the roof is leaking
that we can't afford hot water
that the mirrors are *****
that I'm always running late
that I always forget what I'm saying midsentence
can we forget the fighting
and can we remember
just for tonight
that we love each other?

Jan 2013 John

The Physician's Kiss

Jan 2013 John

L Curley

The Physician's Kiss

A wound on her left breast
Reminded her where he’d been
Of the damage his lips had wrought
With violent kisses and honeyed words

This gift he’d imparted
Subsequent lovers caressed, unaware
The dark circle above her heart
Festered, and would not heal

Jan 2013 John

Fate-Maker

Jan 2013 John

L Curley

Fate-Maker

Fingertips overflow with possibility
I stand poised on the edge of what could be
After helpless months, I can jump and plummet,
Or if I wanted, I could let you pass me by
A brushing breeze against my cheek
Whispering Freedom to me

I close my eyes and inhale, static release
High on the ecstasy of a second thought
The winds answer, stirring eyelashes like reeds
I've known only one feeling better than this
Your fingers running through my hair
Murmuring, moments fled

Let me sit, for now and drink in this ambience
Close my eyes and inhale this sweet breeze

Jan 2013 John

Sometimes, it is best to drink and not fuck.

Jan 2013 John

JM

Sometimes, it is best to drink and not ****.

Drugs and diseases.
Flesh and bones.
Whiskeys and waters.

Hi she said with such a cute ******* smile.

Hey I said. What's going on?
she gave me the up and down look
and I knew right away
she wanted me to **** her.

You workin' tonight?

Yeah, I'm workin tonight

Such a cute smile
and an *** that I
could bounce a quarter off

Ah **** man. I took a long drag off my smoke
and turned to walk away

But only because I'm trying to get to Kansas City for...

I didn't really
give a **** what the
rest of the story was.

yeah yeah

Such a cute little thing.

I walked back into the bar
and took my place
among the dead.

Jan 2013 John

I have a plan B

Jan 2013 John

JM

I have a plan B

Don't think, because we're ******* again,
I have forgotten the lies,
the tears
the gnashing and wailing
the avoided phone calls
and vague half truths.

Half a truth is all lie.