Shooting Magnolias

There’s a girl outside on the corner
waiting. Waiting for someone to love her.
Someone to love her enough to give her
money so she can feed her growing family.

There’s a girl staring at a mirror. All she
sees looking back is ugly. She turns her face
in disgust. The hideous bruises and scars
are too hard to hide. Confined within the walls
of her own prison.

Everyday its the same routine.
Every night its the same cold dinner. A dinner
that’s been sitting for hours waiting to be
eaten. ‘Living with him’ she thinks, ‘is like
shooting magnolias’
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Distant Memories

Ink seeps from my pen, slowly
coating my hand as I spill it
onto this paper writing of distant
memories and people I’ve lost.

Its all I have left. Everyday, hanging
onto memories and people so far out
of reach.

These distant memories are my life
support. Drifting farther and farther
away, like a ship leaving port.

The same reveries sever my mind.
These distant memories and people
so far out of reach.
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Carpe Diem

Yesterday’s tomorrow is today.
Today is tomorrow’s yesterday.
And you haven’t moved, still sitting
on your couch. Your brain is melting
away and your life is slipping away.
Rise up, and seize the day. You only
get one life, do something useful.
Rise up, and seize the day.
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Gasoline Dreams

Gasoline dreams filled with flames and
smoke, burning everything to ash.

Gasoline dreams filled with cans and lighters.
Cans held by unknown hand.

Drenching the rooms and everything in them.
The cans crash to the floor, and a small flame
is lit. The gas ignites the flame and up it goes.

A violent reaction.
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shooting magnolias- thats a nice peice, gud imagery and it kep me interseted


distant memories- this 1 has alotta imagery and sounds reel gud out loud

........fav part.........

Ink seeps from my pen, slowly
coating my hand as I spill it
onto this paper writing of distant
memories and people I’ve lost.

(this 1 also to me has the most imagery in the hole thing)

Carpe Diem-the only thing i think of wen i read this is "what is today but yesterday's tomorrow?"


Gasoline Dreams- before i even read this one all i can think of is a bunch of kids havina gasoline fight (sumnlike water fight but at a gas pump) like the scene in Zoolander....n e ways.... thats a funni poem cuz the imagery that i get serves wat i thot before reading the poem but the "violent reaction" part just makes me picture the kids blowin them selves up and die lafin.....

all in all there r reel nice poems.........keep em comin.....

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thnx...preciate the feedback....

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a nice set of short and simple poems, each one nice in its own way. the first one i liked for its story, its reality.its my fave from all of them. all the pieces, have some good imangeray in them and some good detail. thought they were good reads.

~Tera~
DONT HATE

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thnx...





holla atcha boi...

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neone else?.......

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I really like this! very original! not just your poems..but..the concept behind all this...I think this was a brillant idea to show every one your talent and make the readers wanting more...good job!

thnx...means something comin from a vet like you.....you posted some in here?

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touching you homo fagot