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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
Hiya, I’m away running a forum on marketing for the English writer’s circle where I’m Treasurer, w-y-b?! So, have a lovely weekend and beware, if there’s… A Man, in The Room
There was a Man, in The Room,
I could have sworn It,
A Man, in the Room,
I might have borne It,
Or was It just a Boy,
Some worn, discarded Toy,
A shattered,…Read More -
Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Girl *
As sole survivor in this zone, I walk up to the tanks alone,
To estimate the bodies lost, extrapolate the human cost,
Of nuclear warfare on the few, who live here in the fluid blue.
The sludge inside the first urn stinks, of rotting flesh, violets and pinks,
I wonder if, suspended here, this poor boy used to dream or…Read More -
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Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
The Blue Pool
A young man sipped limoncello, in a bar in the village square,
He was lonely and heartbroken, you would often find him there,
His heart was filled with sorrow, he felt twisted and torn inside,
When a waitress in a black dress, came and whispered as he cried,
‘Do you know there’s a blue pool, born out of the mountain str…Read More2 Comments -
Harriet-Jacqui xx posted in the group National Poetry Month
You Have Roughly…
‘We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are’ – Men
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly…
Who’s that girl? Her name’s Furl,
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly five…
Why the mask? Man, don’t ask!
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
You have roughly five minutes…
What, she, say? Man, no way!
Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!…Read More - Load More Posts
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While I fancy myself a romantic, I think I will avoid this Blue Pool. I have loved a few times and may never love again, but I think I do not want to play the fool. Her pool is enticing, her lips warm with arousal, but dear lady, I will remain on this stool. Sorry HJx, I hope you don’t mind where my mind went as I read your poem. -Curt