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A murder, not a mystery
11 Dec 2016

A murder, not a mystery

by Marc-author | posted in: Poetry | 0

Paint dripped and dropped, splashing to the floors, A woman cried alone in the street, as they came all at once, Breaking down the poet’s doors. The sun refused to rise that day, as it looked on down with a … Continued

18, A murder, Marc Auf der Heyde, not a mystery, poetry
The Polar Sea
16 Nov 2015

The Polar Sea

by admin | posted in: Poetry | 0

Eating, Breaking, Splitting, Slipping, Pushing, Shoving, Dismissing, Crushing- The ship caught in the Polar Sea. Billy Asterix, 18, Teltow, Germany

18, Billy Asterix, Germany, Teltow, The Polar Sea
The Seed
16 Nov 2015

The Seed

by admin | posted in: Poetry | 0

The Seed. I look at you and I feel my chest will explode into a sea of butterflies I feel these things, I see these things every time I see you Makes me crazy, about you that is I don’t … Continued

18, Boherbue Comprehensive, Ireland, Jack Allen, The Seed
What is said and what isn’t
16 Nov 2015

What is said and what isn’t

by admin | posted in: Poetry | 0

I like books not as much as I like you though reading a book is like getting to know you exciting and endlessly interesting (sometimes) An uncertain look, an awkward smile, a touch, a gaze, a haze, a failure and … Continued

18, Boherbue Comprehensive, Ireland, Jack Allen, What is said and what isn't
For a dead Cat
10 Nov 2015

For a dead Cat

by admin | posted in: Poetry | 0

Death has been a guest in our home for a while now. We feed him kitty milk and sardines. For now, he seems content and Does not want to leave… Death left the other day. He stood, awkwardly, in the … Continued

18, Berlin, For a dead Cat, Germany, Maks Importado
Black Coffee
10 Nov 2015

Black Coffee

by admin | posted in: Poetry | 0

Growing up seems quite bitter; Senses interrupted by black coffee, beer, and cigarettes, All the while, keeping me going, pretend to be growing. Not bitter like almonds But bitter like regrets. As maturity slowly creeps around the corner, I find … Continued

18, Berlin, Black Coffee, Germany, Growing up, poetry, Rocky Tess

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