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  • Paul Tubb (7/22/2014 8:07:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Good Afternoon All,

    The Dog of Edward Aloysius Grey
    Was feeling rather bored one day...

    The Sun is shining in Dublin, and that is all needs to be said...


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  • Mike Acker (7/21/2014 10:31:00 PM) Post reply

    Sunday Morning

    Sunday morning, a time once reserved
    for choosing paths, reading signs, and mis-
    interpreting ancient thoughts, now just
    another morning for contemplating
    endless space. All sign-posts and markings
    no longer point. One charts courses on non-
    existent roads, which just yesterday were
    strewn with bread and red, cheap wine. Why north,
    now leads straight to south, and back again.
    East and west have gone into mists eternal
    and yet return. Its time for claustrophobia
    to envelope ever since the dimensions
    have collapsed one upon the other,
    even if only in imaginary minds.

    .......Sunday morning, still the same, reserved
    for going nowhere in particular, with no-one.

    Mike Acker

  • Richard Thripp (7/21/2014 7:32:00 PM) Post reply

    This message will be deleted by Poem Hunter's Parisian frogs within 48 hours. Curiously my blasphemy-free, non-threatening, observational couplets require painstaking monitoring & vigilance. Huzzah! I've struck a nerve! Arise mutants!

  • Jefferson Carter (7/21/2014 3:42:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Here's Lamont at his most generous defending Adam Snow's poop: " I dislike rhyme way too much to waste time churning out cliched rhyming doggerel, under an alias, just for your entertainment pleasure." Wow! With friends like this, who needs enemies? Or in Lamont's case, enemas?

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    • Lamont Palmer (7/22/2014 7:34:00 AM) Post reply

      I'm not Adam's friend. I've never spoken with him and he's never so much as thanked me for occasionally taking up his fight, at least as I recall. I'm merely objectively commenting on his poetry, beca ... more

  • Co The Skipper (7/21/2014 12:18:00 PM) Post reply

    ik denk, je pense
    ja ik denk niet in een taal
    ik denk niet, denk het niet
    ik denk, ik bedank mijne gedacht
    altijd het begint, eindigt in het begin
    maar aan welke wetenschap
    toebehoort deze gedachten?
    het is niet werkelijk de verdriet is

    i think, je pense
    i don't think in a language
    i don't think, don't you think
    i think, thanks my thinking to think for me
    always the start, the end ends in the start
    but to which sciences belongs all the process
    the thoughts are not real, the pain is

  • delilah contrapunctal (7/21/2014 9:22:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    living under an assumption
    or in a crevasse
    could possibly
    send tinglies
    spinal column

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    • delilah contrapunctal (7/21/2014 10:05:00 AM) Post reply

      magnificent work.. .(writing this reply to see if it posts, following the original, as the original has not appeared on the forum....) this is too annoying....no wonder the trolls and their numer ... more

  • Mike Acker (7/21/2014 12:19:00 AM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

    Insanity (as reply)

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    • Mike Acker (7/21/2014 12:25:00 AM) Post reply

      (A) The Arab hates the Jew, as the Jew hates the Arab. The Jew hates the Arab, as the Arab hates the Jew. What, oh what is a sane man to do? or (B) The Jew loves a Jew. The Ar ... more

  • Frank Ovid (7/20/2014 9:11:00 PM) Post reply

    Grocery List

    Get milk or
    cottage cheese.
    Bill just looked out the window and didn’t see canned corn.
    He ruined her
    grewing again.
    Yes, I said
    grewing. Soda grew!
    Bill began to see corn in cans now.
    He didn’t grew.
    Bill was sad and scratched his

  • Co The Skipper (7/20/2014 4:56:00 PM) Post reply | Read 2 replies

    sometimes it is hard to know
    which path to follow
    the sacred or the profane
    both have some results
    in the sacred one
    someone decides the end for you
    depending on the path
    in the profane
    you decide where to go knowing
    that a lot remains unknown
    but i feel more as
    the profane walking
    the path of the sacred

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    • Madelyn Latte (7/22/2014 8:40:00 AM) Post reply

      love, love, love this!

    • Gulsher John (7/20/2014 9:45:00 PM) Post reply | Read 1 reply

      but i would love to follow the track: where it leads to mysteries and wonders, as i dint see these things in the sacred lands i don't like to be programmed or destined to outfox MYself in PR ... more

  • Jefferson Carter (7/20/2014 2:17:00 PM) Post reply

    I'm not a troll. The minor benefits (selling a few copies of my new and selected, etc.) I've derived from being a Poemhumper make me too grateful to create a pseudonym. I almost did it years ago when management was threatening to delete my messages, but i gave it up after one or two posts. I think the trolls are the worst part of PH, and I wish they'd all just drop their masks and act like grown-up men and women or just go to hell.

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