Winners Of Poetry Contests
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My scars tell a story
Of what my mouth can not... -
You missed the sunrise today.
It rose slowly... -
I smell Columbian coffee beans; brewing
as nightfall made love to shadow demons... -
Somewhere amongst the
scattered commas... -
Black paint spatters cover a room
that once glistened from the... -
I inherited
my father and mother's... -
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She is an unplayed instrument:
a concubine at the west wing... -
it is just an empty page calling me
and poetry is born from this mistake... -
Old Glory is smartly marched down the aisle
when the opening ceremonies start... -
rivers bend the smell of
smoke and mash... -
My view
Earthy tones... -
She sits silently in
solitude, allowing...
