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I could use more sleep. A man with dreams needs sleep. photo credit: wikimedia.org OUTER SPACE, Inner Thoughts Who could dream of worlds hung with out a string, invisible, untouchable holding everything? Who planted all this life in the...
The jury said, "Murder!" A blurry line for the obscure observer. The words and lessons the prosecution's presenting have me feeling like I was born guilty. So, read between the lines, as I stick up three phalanges. They say they'll show mercy, as...
They put a tax on my supper and a gun in my hands. They said go fight for freedom out there in their land. So, when you return you'll be a real man. A true- American. So, I left my country, with a reason to fight. To defend the flags stars and...
There's so much corruption I feel guilty voting for politicians. The antics, the damn crooks are gloating. They got in our pockets, and no they're not stopping. They'll take what they want and kill us with talking. They're all plagued with...
You stand inside the glass, trapped within his palms. Even when he shakes you, no one hears the calls. You live inside the dome, at the mercy of his whims. He'll turn the world on over, and you feel the cold and wind. There's no where you can go...
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a short poem about finding meaning in the darkest moments of life.
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In the night I lay awake, senses much too alive. My eyes adjust despite the moon never appears. Clouds too busy to sleep, too dead to fully awake, the universe hides in gray outside my window. It embodies myself, a hidden a...
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a poem about life & death in the Willamette Valley
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This is a short poem about lost dreams.
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This mellow mood of mine has me watching my wrist watch. Tick, the talking clock Rants my day away... as I lay my head on feathers thread, with my buzz cut and belly fed- I think about mid day rays. I lie awake- Ponder...
a poem about answering questions in life.
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A short poem about the unmendable.
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This short poem was written at age sixteen, after the tragic death of a friend in high school.
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This poem is a letter to Odysseus from his faithful love.
A Poem about ending a relationship when the time was right. Cutting ties with your ex.
Blossoms bloom among nature's disease, as people hide, panic, and flee. Earthy torment haunts with furious wind as humans are hidden from a Hibiscus win. People are uprooted from their normal routes, as a native holds tight to it's rustic...
“I need a doctor! I can't go this way..." I felt death grip as my heart gave away. I couldn't awake from the torment pressing on, so I clenched on the death bed strong. I heard a voice say, “There's nothing we can do.” So I...
The Poem "Love Toy" is about how it feels to be used in a relationship, and having the strength to say goodbye.
This narrative poem asks the question,"What do you reflect?"
Photography Brian Loewer Thank you betty, I really appreciate the kind and genuine comment. It's nice to meet you too! I will see you around the Hubs. Blessings to you --Brian You are a very gifted writer because you write from your heart. I also...
A short poem about living forever. I don't believe in death, do you?
I was in Mexico at a beach on the bay, when I spotted a gal shaking a cage. She stood and she shook where an ape was displayed, only to provoke the residents rage. High on a boulder she gripped and she rattled, until it...
A fun Poem/Rap about being yourself.
Trapped in the cracks of a soul lacking focus, I couldn't find success, I was feeling so hopeless. I needed a teacher, someone who'd care. But I was lost and no one was there. I had drugs on speed dial, but not a mentor to call. As the...
Depression is infesting the core of my brain, Like maggots on fruit, It chews through progression and gain. It hurts as it nibbles and digs through my life, Numbing and picking away through the night. Torturing every last living cell. ...
A "blues music" inspired poem that introduces a man who holds tight to his drinking vice, while the possibility of love falls to the bedside.
Blinded in the darkness I heard a whisper in my ear Forging my own way It was distorted and unclear I recognize the sound It was a tone I use to know Through the rustling winds I've heard it come and go The whisper was...
L. Vidoni specializes in writing short free verse poetry. "Caskets and Cocoons" addresses the desire to stay within our comfort zones and challenges readers to break out of these places of familiarity.
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Slab building is the process of flattening chunks of clay into flat manageable pieces with a rolling pin or slab roller. The flat sheets of clay can be altered in any way to achieve an artistic goal. This ceramic character was built from a flat...
I'm an empty vessel ready to be molded into the shape my creator desires for me. Thank you for taking me from a soft clay, into the beautiful art I'm today. You put me through fire, I never thought I'd endure. You pulled me out when I was...
I saw pupils peering, Watching from a window, Exhausted eyes staring at the street flow. Their somber look caught my trespassing glance, Exchanging thoughts with a visual dance. I could see through his pain that wanted no pity. He...
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L. Vidoni specializes in writing short free verse poetry. "In The Silence" Is about finding something more in life than fleeting highs, It encourages readers to seek a path less traveled.
Don't put me in a box, you'll hate when I break it. I’m never getting in, I never need to fake it. I’m not cookie cutter clean and no I don’t hate it. I’m rough around the edges, My face lightly shaded. Hated by pretenders, ...
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There’s a mother alone with her two little girls. Asking you God why you tore up their world. Taking their father on a celebration of birth? All they got for Christmas was the presence of hurt, And I can only feel a portion of the pain. ...
The tree has withered, its fruitful seasons done. Dying in the storms, every leaf strove to hang on. It wanted to stay sturdy, but nature's much too strong. Wanting to keep lively, but nature seemed so wrong. It grew it's roots deep, trying to...
a poem written after the death of a friend-