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A Touch of Class
A Touch Of Class

A touch of class, I wish I had, but what is that?
To some people - it means to be rich. Others just
say,...

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Categories: class,
Form: Light Verse



Premium Member Stars and Those With Stripes
"America First",
is the worst.
Should not thinking of others,
be your thirst?
Those who are selfish,
end up being cursed!
Soon they'll be last,
instead of first.

Who among you,
prefers guns and...

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Categories: black african american, class,
Form: Political Verse
Humor Is My Inspiration
At awe by my mothers beautiful mind,
when it came to writing I always felt so blind.

Literature class advised us to write,
for the first time I...

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Categories: memory, me, class, class,
Form: Couplet
Premium Member Sweet Tooth
When I have a bag of candy
I have oh so many friends 
They all come gather around me
But it don’t last, it always ends

I guess...

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Categories: 3rd grade, angst, class,
Form: Quatrain
Premium Member My African Sister
I am a white, middle class, American male; raised in a white, middle class American home.  I would not say that my upbringing included...

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© Joe Flach  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: familyfamily, class, class, family,
Form: Narrative



Poverty Defines True Wealth
 Don't know if human's will ever see
 every soul born, is right where it's meant to be
For the rich to become the richest
 there...

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Categories: anger, care, change, class,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
Over and Over Agin
sometimes i talk to myself, 
my mind is racing,
i dont know what to do...
so hard to explain.
depression isn't a stage
or a faze some kids go...

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Categories: class, childhood, dark, daughter, death,
Form: Free verse
The Color Missing
The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s...

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Categories: class, abuse, age, art, business,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Mad Secretary
THE MAD SECRETARY

Hunched over the computer, I am  mystical,
With mental white gloves and a karate belt - 
A daylight cursor, but on my bicycle,
A...

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Categories: angel, career, caregiving, class,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member I'M Not Nosey But
I've never been one to nosey but
Looking through my net curtains
I just happened to have a pair of binoculars in my hand
I'm a curious kinda...

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© Peter Dome  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: class, crazy, england, eve,
Form: Free verse
Trust the System
footsteps aimlessly
walking on their trails
beaten down and broken
shiny as the rails
the rails of the train
over used and rusted
crumbling ignored
the system that you trusted
the silence of...

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Categories: age, america, baptism, class,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Curse of Caste
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They came on bullock-carts
loaded with gods
...

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© T Wignesan  Create an image from this poem.
Categories: birth, class, race, racism,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Weird Carolyn
Weird Carolyn

The other cheerleaders didn’t like football
Basketball was much easier to follow
But I got bored watching them dribble the ball
My response was hard for others...

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Categories: funnyteacher, class, class, me,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member On Maydays Day
I turn to my girl highlighting Mayday is near
A day of spectacle that the whole village views
There's Jesters of folly and Knights without fear
Witnessing lances...

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Categories: beauty, class, fear, history,
Form: Sonnet
Premium Member We Are Sound
We are sound.  Of mind and soul. 
We are sound of earth and gold
We are sound.

We are sound, of constant grind 
Fire and coal...

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Categories: celebration, class, identity, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme

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