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Saturday, February 15, 2025
Marvinlouis Dorsey
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It's no- thing but a game that fucks me up ya know and i can't take a pic- ture
Shih-Fang Wang
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Nocturne In the dark field When moonlight and starlight All hide away A crisp sound drifts i...
Michelle Smith
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Heart flames fanned for me My ticker unknowingly is worn on my sleeve. Wrapped up in clover. Green and awe struck no envy. He does not even ...
PJ Swift
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How eternal is the broken heart? How eternal is the broken heart? She walks with labored, heavy steps A lifetime of accumulated regrets Sorr...
Friday, February 14, 2025
Lori Wall-Holloway
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Gentle Rain A gentle rain falls on the earth as heaven cries with those who lost so much in the flames of the wildfires
Nikolai Garcia
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Let Me Tell You --after The Zombies “She’s Not There” Well let me tell you about the way she looked sleeping next to me: Blue hair, brown ...
gia civerolo
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hurt heart *pomo haiku She wears a hurt heart a secret tattoo. No one pretends to see her. *pomo: post moder...
Charles Harmon
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Heart Flames Valentines Day massacre three pounds of Sees gone in an hour his Purple Heart he doesn't talk about shot in the butt Red Cr...
Chad Parenteau
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Hurdle, Part 14 Every pen new tale tells you. Run takes all pens’ solution. Regulate camp fire’s flames bodies easy burn. Keep coal hot thro...
Mark A. Fisher
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aflame the western sky all tinged in flame, while bright dying embers flicker in the night sky as crystal stars dance in some sacred rite wi...
Jeffry Jensen
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SOAKING UP THE FLAMES The biofeedback boy has been preparing to steal a kiss from the redhead who lives in the burned-out house on the next ...
Thursday, February 13, 2025
R A Ruadh
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What’s at stake how long does it take for a heart to burn not with love or devotion nor passion undying how long does it take for a heart to...
jf giraffe
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A PERFECT AIM (Haiku) His heart felt the flames. Cupid's arrow hit its mark. Love is ignited. A PAINFUL LOSS (Haiku) Trees went up i...
Ellyn Maybe
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Smoke (Haiku) Joan of Arc in flames Combustible heart History in ash
Wednesday, February 12, 2025
Jack G Bowman
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Fire, Smoke and Wild Love Blood flows faster through each organ as it pulses to a flagrant rhythm knee deep in red orange flames that consu...
Joe Grieco
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Job Performance Review By Dog: To Mom Just do your job It's not like I'm asking you to go to cooking school or even follow a recipe ...
Mike Turner
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Nostalgia Pictures Soft and indistinct Knife-sharp edges sanded smooth Remembrances Long past, yet linked Whispers voiced in other rooms Mem...
Dean Okamura
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Fire Season a house divided against itself cannot stand. — Abraham Lincoln, quoting the Bible I'm a recent immig...
Trish Saunders
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Everyone Still Alive Is Young No one ever called this city the Big Easy when we lived here a couple of hurricanes ago, on some street long f...
Marie C Lecrivain
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The Salamander Heart salamander heart, cold and untouched amidst these sacred fires - Bulfinch’s Mythology I watched the carnage with a mi...
David Fewster
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SCHOLARS The Great Library of Alexandria never revoked your card for not returning that Bobby Darin tape in 1996, the one that got shredded ...
Carl Stilwell AKA CaLokie
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A SESTINA VIEW OF THE 2025 LOS ANGELES FIRES Global heating causing more frequent and intense wildfires Drought leaving reservoirs with low ...
Hedy Habra
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The Upright Piano After Piano on Fire by Andrew Ferez I see myself out in the cold, draped in a silk nightgown, seated barefoot on a stool...
Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
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Lose the Stone Lose the stone in your heart. Don’t let it become a marble statue. Keep it soft as a rose. Turn the other cheek. Take a s...
Jackie Chou
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Flames We act as if our hearts will burn forever. So why do people die, snuffed out like cigarettes in the rain? The one who scratched a ...
Ashton Cynthia Clarke
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*** Dust glides on a breeze Grief, let loose this volant soul Tether not, with flame set free. *** Carefully pressed petals of daring dreams...
Marieta Maglas
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Memories Our love mixes with seaweed, a sweet memory, sprinkled with salt. It grows between the breeze and the hurricane, the fruit of an in...
Laura SermeƱo
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Altadena Don’t you love to be strangled into submission by the city you live in? Reclaim your sense of home among ashes Everywhere I know ...
Alex S. Johnson
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Empire of the Lost Raised head and paws curled over, wiping sleepgrime from the eyes of centuries A carpet of smoke rolls over fur, heart...
Marsha Grieco
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Lynn White
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A New Flame I have put aside all past flames for you, my new flame. It’s you who lights up my heart and makes me steam and sparkle. I wonder...
Wyatt Underwood
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passion’s flames they rush together passionate mouth-to-mouth bodies tightly twined hands prowl backs people nearby clear throats some look ...
Joan McNerney
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blue your eyes this edge of snow in silent sky brown eyes soft tree bark patterns as yellow flicks sparkle in wintry sun and now it seems yo...
CLS Sandoval
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Waiting for My Second Child Sitting on my feet too long makes my feet fall asleep I have waited so long for my second child that I feel my...
Rob Tannahill
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Presently, A Dream Of delicate hands Working a flame Climbing, burning Between two X shapes Constructed of fragrant wood And there are Spark...
Lorelei Kay
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Dadgum Dog Dog’s Eyes Frantic blue eyes looking anxious Shaking in cage at town’s pound Crouched down in corner in fear Co...
Mary Mayer Shapiro
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HEARTH Circle round On a cold Dark night Inside your house Place logs Paper Splinters of wood Add a match As the flames Ignite...
Luke (poem) and Mark Stilwell (graphics)
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OPEN OPEN UP OPEN WIDE OPEN SEASON OPEN the door Open your heart OPEN YOUR MOUTH OPEN HEART SURGERY OPEN SESAME OPEN A CAN OF WHOOP ASS OP...
Maria A Arana
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Deep there’s a certain strength they don’t tell you when you’re born one that reaches for the door when things go wrong or when life comes t...
Guadalupe Salgado Partida
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Fire (Here God Speaks Flames) driving through the mountains, grey smoke emerges, and the road long and wide is so small for the indomitable...
Robert Fleming
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Saturday, February 1, 2025
Don Kingfisher Campbell
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Memory Into my life a bird of remembrance has flown And I recall glass breaking on that day I had to wash dishes alone for the first time I ...
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