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I Hate Poetry: The New Buddah Moskowitz Poetry Archive on WordPress. This is the real Moskowitz – now on WordPress! Yes, it’s me, Buddah Moskowitz. Yes, I hate Poetry with a capital P. However, I love poetry. If you send me links I will read your poetry and send positive comments ( assuming I have some). Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out.
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I Hate Poetry: The New Buddah Moskowitz Poetry Archive on WordPress. This is the real Moskowitz – now on WordPress! Monthly Archives: September 2015. I’ve Moved…. September 1, 2015. Thanks for coming by, I”m now at…. I Hate Poetry: The New Buddah Moskowitz Archive. Hope I see you there! I’ve Moved…. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com.
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May 20, 2013. Squeeze my eyes shut. The image in my mind. It’s too late. It can’t be. Squeeze my eyes shut. I’m different; we’re more. Whisper to me, dear. Till it snakes through. In a coiling embrace. Tell me, love. Writer, poet, lover. http:/ madamesweetcheeks.blogspot.com/ View all posts by bittersweetverse. This entry was posted on Monday, May 20th, 2013 at 12:01 pm and posted in Uncategorized. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0. Rusty Pen ». 2 responses to “ Undone. Follo...
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Within me lives the saint and the sinner, and each regrets the other. When the Sky Orgasms, She is Not Shy. Asymp; 48 Comments. I trudged through a haze of my own making. Wondered at my purpose and place. Challenged the existence of this higher power. Readjusted my heavy bags and searched for my car. Glanced up as I moved through the parking lot. Charcoal smudges of cirrus were smeared broad across a liquid pink sky. Drawn like tilled rows of crumbled Oreos on melted rainbow sherbet. Larr; Previous post.
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Pom pom rug tutorial. Interview with Rowan Radio 89.7. Channel Seven: 'The Morning Show'. Interview with Anna Rydne. Channel seven: Today Tonight. Don’t be a jerk to your kids. Don’t be a jerk to your kids. December 9, 2014. Mdash; 23 Comments. I was at a store and bumped into the mum of a boy in my sons class who has often ridden with me on school trips. He always rides shot gun. He is articulate, polite, amusing…just a really cool kid. 8216;Pffft, well he can be a terror a lot of the time too’. Even if...
Rooster Reflections | dkirkstokes
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Sharing poetry and deep thoughts, and random frivolous things. Laquo; For Bill. June 4, 2015. My rooster struts everywhere that he goes. I think I know how he feels. Living this life must be taken head on. Like your balls are made of steel. Life must be dealt with the way that it comes. With confidence that you will conquer. Really, it’s easier living this way. But people will think that you’re bonkers. Or leave a trackback: Trackback URL. June 4, 2015 at 8:08 pm. June 4, 2015 at 8:15 pm. June 4, 2015 at...
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Inspiration: Empires | Speaking Voiceless
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Untitled XII →. May 21, 2015. An empire of words. I call a soul,. Below my lucid skin. Waiting to be stacked. In their line of doubt. On ignorant folly,. And I can’t stop building. Mortar covers my hands,. Sticks to my fingers,. Drives grit under my nails,. And the wall towers. And create endless shadows. Of lines and phrases. Blinds the world from sun,. Submerges the flocks in black. In my kingdom of letters,. My empire of words,. And you are on your island. In the silence of the light,.
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My Poems and Stuff. The Stuff Of Life. July 20, 2015. In My Poems and Stuff. I put myself in the middle of the hugging, reaching, touching, and the patting of little old ladies whose vertebrae are currently collapsing. Verna is shorter today without her matching hat, but still completely color-coded in violet. She clips her way to the altar, and bumps me. I don't know why, but I reach my arm out and touch her left shoulder as if to say,. You touched me Verna. Click to email (Opens in new window). The int...
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false accusations | Speaking Voiceless
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Sex addiction →. August 18, 2015. She got the date of the party wrong. When she spoke to the police. It was 4 weeks ago, more. Beauty becomes the monster. We try to save the beast. When it’s your turn,. You just try to remember the day. Poem by Annie Jadin, speakingvoiceless.wordpress.com. This entry was tagged my writing. Sex addiction →. 12 thoughts on “ false accusations. August 21, 2015 at 1:35 pm. August 25, 2015 at 9:06 pm. August 24, 2015 at 3:48 am. This, friend…. August 25, 2015 at 9:07 pm.
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Hidden | Speaking Voiceless
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False accusations →. July 17, 2015. Take me to church,. The song goes and I can’t. Help but sing along, wondering where. Pines scratch at the sky,. Jet contrails are blemishes with. Cobweb blood on the blue skin. She leaves notes in the morning. While we sleep in and you can tell. No one can replace a dead mother. So when she bugs the shit out of me. She’s trying to join this family. But maybe I’m angry because. I curl my legs around you and can’t. Help but think of spiders,. You know, what their legs do.
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Opposite day | Speaking Voiceless
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Inspiration: Empires →. May 15, 2015. About what happened yesterday. It was 21 years). When I was six. I type words and they appear on-screen. And I think that I am speaking. Maybe the black on white conveys. The starkness of old wounds. Because the past is always clear. But I live in color and. Old wounds reopen every day,. A nuance that needs shades of red and gray,. Colors painted by vocal timbre. My words are voiceless. What’s buried is still alive. And does anything capture the irony of rape so well.
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Present and Unaccounted For | Amber Glows of a Slow Burn
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Amber Glows of a Slow Burn. August 21, 2015. Present and Unaccounted For. Halfway through my sentence. He left his eyes. And walked away with his mind. This entry was posted in and Random Stuff About My Little Spot On The Planet. One thought on “ Present and Unaccounted For. September 1, 2015 at 2:40 pm. Great, powerful haiku. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Email (Address never made public). Notify me of new comments via email.
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I Hate Poetry: The Buddah Moskowitz Archive. Monday, March 26, 2018. As a former boy,. I don’t care. If it makes you. Written for https:/ dversepoets.com/2018/03/26/quadrille-53-egg/]. Wednesday, March 14, 2018. Fire is the Best Teacher. It doesn’t waste time. With words or clucking tongues. Warm your tired, rattling bones. Of my Mexican grandfather. And check and double check. The burners on the stove,. The unattended curling iron. It could all be over. If you’ve only. Thursday, March 08, 2018. As I gaz...
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Hello, I've Moved! Apr 1st, 2011 at 12:41 PM. Ive moved to a new site: Follow me there! Http:/ ihatepoetry.blogspot.com. Thanks for your loyal readership,. Disappointed (prompt: looking back). Apr 20th, 2010 at 3:36 PM. I want to deny. A cachet that we. We can admit it now:. After six years of dating. Wanted to get married. But we went on with it. Anyway because we didn’t. Want to lose face or. In romantic San Francisco. Lost its steam after. Being married to you. 141 days of my life. Even as it unraveled.
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I Hate Poetry.com. Don't you hate: P. There will never be a shortage of self-anointed critics,. Self-appointed judges of all manner of things,. Of people and events,. Large and small,. Those who educate,. Those who obfuscate,. Those with knowledge,. Those who somehow believe it is their mission,. Their calling to point a thumb up or down. We are blanketed with so many critics whose only qualification is ego,. Whose pronouncements are so soon forgotten. Honest intellectual inquiry,. To illuminate the past.
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I hate the police. There are absolutely no lies in this blog. Saturday, August 14, 2004. Hey, this is Ian. I haven't updated in a long time, not that anyone reads this anyways. Posted by Ian @ 9:08 PM. Saturday, May 08, 2004. It's been a moth. It's been a moth since I last updated this diary. MY BAD I MEANT TO SAY MONTH LOL! YOU SO GOT SERVED! I made a new site. This new site is so awesome it has sex with your older sister. It is a little hard to read if you don't highlight the text, so do that. Wednesda...
