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Diana - Do Not Disavow Reckless Youth

Tis sorry I do vow
upon thy foot I reckless tread.
As in haste raw
to retrieve test-paper I sped.

Thou fair maid
wronged I in thoughless disgrace.
Thou pardon beg I
in shamed reprieve repentant grace.

From thy fair white hand
a cookie I've eaten.
By thee in contest squash
I've never been beaten.
By thy academic studious sexual bosom
thy boyfriend's lust is ever evoked bidden.

poem by Terence George Craddock
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Here's a pop-up thought in a pop-up world

'Make Your Writing Pay'
'Work From Home'
'Find Love Fast'

Career guidance
isn't always easy
to come by and
too many of us
take what comes

here's a thought
that just popped up:
a little discreet prostitution
carried out from home
and faithfully recorded
blow by blow
so to speak
for eventual
publication,
screen rights and

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poem by Michael Shepherd
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Remember The Day.

[remember the day]
when fighting meant your little brother not sharing his cookie?
[remember the day]
when loving someone was as simple as a good hello?
[remember the day]
when war meant playing with squirt guns in the back yard?
[remember the day]
when a tree house could be an escape from reality?
[remember the day]
When pain meant a simple paper cut?
[remember the day]
Because now that day is gone.

poem by Ray Bambara
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Together We Can

Together we can,
Make freedom.
Together we can,
Make world peace.
Together we can,
Stop world hunger.
Together we can,
Bring our soldiers home.
Together we can,
Stop the war.
Together we can,
Help the economy.
Together we can,
Have happiness.
Together we can,
Run.
Run from fear.
Together we can,
Have no fear.
Together we can,

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poem by Cookie Dempsey
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Marijuana

That idiot constable
of the South African Police
who was your colleague
gave you a Marijuana cookie
to eat with tea
and you thought
that he was only joking
and ate it
along with some of your girl friends
who were eating some too.

The psychoactive ingredient,
Tetrahydrocannabinol
made you suddenly hear voices
was followed by giddiness, euphoria
and lost in reality and fragmented ideas
and that drug
really went to your head
and sometimes I wish
for that foolish constable

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poem by Gert Strydom
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Not Paid To Be Consultants

Although it is said,
Those living their lives...
In deprived neighborhoods,
Have no clue...
As to how to correct their own dilemmas.
Others from the outside,
Of their own comfort zones...
Are solicited and hired with good wages paid,
To ask those most affected by obvious negligence...
Who are not paid to be consultants,
As to what is it they believe is most needed.

Many wish to see only their hands,
Picking from the cookie jar.
And others enjoy the idea...
Of scrambling amongst themselves for crumbs.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Special Dog

a great guard
a cute baby
a bushy tail
and hairs around his whole body

he is thin
but really smart
cannot think of such a dog
who likes water but never wants to bath

he runs after a housefly
he is crazy for food
he wants to obey orders or not
it depends on his mod

never seen a dog
crazy to see
people around him
like he is really happy

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poem by Himanshi Yadav
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Online Audience - Acrostic Sonnet

Over and beyond statistics, man
No pattern plays it seems that can't be traced,
Linked and cross-referenced with ugly haste.
Internet: shared platform where one can
Now learn, now touch, anticipate and span
Every act - both browser, buyer based.
Audiences are not multi-faced,
Unique each individual, no plan
Displaying data processing can scan
In every cranny, nook. Most mining’s placed
Extremely arbitrarily, misplaced
Not keyed to taste evolving in the van.
Cookie capture should not correlate
Each 'I' whose instincts few appreciate...

poem by Jonathan Robin
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Heat of Hunger

'Jesus took the Loaves,
Gave thanks,
And distributed them.'

In a bakery the poor baker rolls the dough with water and his sweat.
Bakery owner is a registered miser among the poor folks
Who never throws a bread crumb to a crow.
The stray smoke rises from chimney to the helpless sky in its usual rhythm
And I see a man who sits on the pavement just opposite the bakery.
He must be a homeless and he thinks if he's the baker
Then he could have swallow a cookie easily.
Saliva comes out from his toothless mouth
Like in a leaked urban tap.

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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Double Fortune

It was her birthday.
Chinese dinner was over.
Eagerly she broke the cookie:
out fell not one but two paper strips.
'Oh, ' cried her friend,
double fortune! '
Picking up the first
she smoothed it and read-
blank, it said nothing.
'No news is good news, ' said her friend.
Dropping the first, she read the second.
'Fortune is what we make of Fate.'
Her face fell. It being her birthday,
she wanted a better fortune.
'I'll take that, ' smiled her friend
stuffing the wad into a pocket
like it were something important.
'Waiter, can you bring us some tea? '

poem by Morgan Michaels
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