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August 8th

Listen here. I've never played it safe
in spite of what the critics say.
Ask my imaginary brother, that waif,
that childhood best friend who comes to play
dress-up and stick-up and jacks and Pick-Up-Sticks,
bike downtown, stick out tongues at the Catholics.

Or form a Piss Club where we all go
in the bushes and peek at each other's sex.
Pop-gunning the street lights like crows.
Not knowing what to do with funny Kotex
so wearing it in our school shoes. Friend, friend,
spooking my lonely hours you were there, but pretend.

poem by Anne Sexton
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Leave Him Now Quiet by the Way

Leave him now quiet by the way
To rest apart.
I know what draws him to the dust alway
And churns him in the builder's lime:
He has the fright of time.

I heard it knocking in his breast
A minute since;
His human eyes did wince,
He stubborned like the massive slaughter beast
And as a thing o'erwhelmed with sound
Stood bolted to the ground.

Leave him, for rest alone can cure—
If cure there be—
This waif upon the sea.
He is of those who slanted the great door
And listened—wretched little lad—
To what they said.

poem by Trumbull Stickney
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The Mother In Son’s Base.

Hail Mother Kali,
Which of your image,
Your son may guess,
To feel your incarnation.
Which of your form,
In meditation norm,
Conquer the carnal.

Mine is a vacant lot,
A waif with no mother’s care, -
The bounty graces, -
The cheek –lapping faces,
And tender affections layers,

Lacking, lacking, wanting I,
Too poor, to see thy, worth,
Thus your Divine,
No reacts on mine.

Hey my mother,

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poem by Bazi alis Subrata Ray
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Goddess and Waif

Where is she now
In the dark night of dejection
As I wander beneath
Either the flickering
Or busted streetlights of the city?

Does anyone recognize
The beauty of her face
In the tender way I did?
Both strong and soft features,
Goddess and waif.

Still I remember
Her fragile eyes in the candlelight,
Her brown hair in the sunlight,
The sound of her voice mingled with dreams
Walking a boulevard of moonlight.

I grow older in the lingering days of sadness
But songbirds will put my heart into a melody

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poem by Uriah Hamilton
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Tears for April

Tears for April
A child full of hope
Made some bad choices
All leading to dope

She got hooked on drugs
In the Downtown Eastside
Fighting a battle
Living the lie

Drugs took her down
A Skid Road of pain
Ran hard from her life
With nothing to gain

A needle is filled
The crack pipe’s aglow
Lift her to Heaven,
Her son sobs below

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poem by Alan Strand
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Mystery Of A Strange Cat

As the mourners had
left, the holy showers
ceased, yet drops of
agony fell on from
the eaves of heart,
then a forlorn crow
fluttered its wet wings.

Waif cats always roamed
in the yard, but
that dark night, a
strange cat prowled to
the portico, its eyes
resembled father’s, who was
cremated hours back.

Moss of home clung
on, but no tongue
in the cat eyes,
(yet silent symbols were

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poem by Fabiyas M V
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Christmas Even

Alone--with one fair star for company,
The loveliest star among the hosts of night,
While the grey tide ebbs with the ebbing light--
I pace along the darkening wintry sea.
Now round the yule-log and the glittering tree
Twinkling with festive tapers, eyes as bright
Sparkle with Christmas joys and young delight,
As each one gathers to his family.

But I--a waif on earth where'er I roam--
Uprooted with life's bleeding hopes and fears
From that one heart that was my heart's sole home,
Feel the old pang pierce through the severing years,
And as I think upon the years to come
That fair star trembles through my falling tears.

poem by Mathilde Blind
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Now, Out With Your Tambourines, Greet The Dawn

Now, out with your tambourines, greet the dawn,
The sun glows sweet, after a pitch dark night,
While tossed, aimless, at sea, to shore she's drawn,
And sweet waif's sail, billows brightly in sight:
Lower the planks, connect with love to dock,
Let lilies bloom, now they have reason to,
Then play the song that black curtains can't block,
Roll up the shades, bid all the gloom to go:
Bring out Euphoria, enough to go around,
Don't understate your mirth, as Spring now starts,
For once, this joy was lost, but now is found,
And for this sweetly, prodigal of hearts:
.....Rejoice, that though how oft it went to roam,
.....It found no roost until it came back home.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Love Sonnet 150 Now, out with your tambourines, greet the dawn

Now, out with your tambourines, greet the dawn,
The sun glows sweet, after a pitch dark night,
While tossed, aimless, at sea, to shore she's drawn,
And sweet waif's sail, billows brightly in sight:
Lower the planks, connect with love to dock,
Let lilies bloom, now they have reason to,
Then play the song that black curtains can't block,
Roll up the shades, bid all the gloom to go:
Bring out Euphoria, enough to go around,
Don't understate your mirth, as Spring now starts,
For once, this joy was lost, but now is found,
And for this sweetly, prodigal of hearts:
.....Rejoice, that though how oft it went to roam,
.....It found no roost until it came back home.
..
.

poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes
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Hell Hath No Fury (#2)

With scalded words so slowly seeking sentences
The anger’s acrid smoke stank out that up-turned room
Those words, those words like devil darts
Took aim and slid sharp inside the heart of things not now unsaid
As the swirl of mess and circumstance took on a life full of its own
And the crash and shocks and shudders of nerves and feelings jangled
With shrill metallic chimes as if the world had opened up its wounds
It’s testament of death - and then with quickened breath
Those things that had lay hidden rose up and took control
Like strong steel to shard shattered and all that stood around
Hell hath no fury said the waif – as Lucifer reclaimed their wonder
And each fell back into their place still whole but wrought asunder.

poem by David Keig
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