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Insidious | Wandering Biku - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Insidious | Wandering Biku

Negativity is not always overtly depressive,
Positivity is not always overtly happy.

Negativity eats away, piece by piece.
It hides in the banal.
Its disguised by layers of colour,
Noise, applause.

Negativity is drip fed, unnoticed.
The bland
The ordinary
The acceptable
Even the comfortable.

Negativity keeps you in your place,
Convinces you
How good you’ve got it,
Fosters no hope,
Breeds joy in superficiality.

Negativity is not a natural state of mind.
No one wants it, yet
Its continually perpetuated by those
Who are blind to it.

Negativity tells you that Positivity is frivolous and childish,
Happy-clappy psycho-babble,
Is an immense effort, an uphill struggle,
A dream, stupid, deluded, unobtainable…
Well, it would, wouldn’t it? Its Negative.

Negativity sets you unattainable goals,
Holds up a false mirror,
Tells you that you need to be
What you can’t be…

But still you ache, drive, strive
To get there,
Concentrating all energy on it,
To the detriment of all else.

Eleven Is the Age to Be a Boy | SD Stalzer - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Eleven Is the Age to Be a Boy | SD Stalzer

Eleven is the age to be a boy!
Sledding a saucer slipping
spinning dipping in ruddy glee
the first snowfall of 2018
Still the adventurer I love
not yet a teen only better
than the sledder of early days
When your stubborn-headed “No”
preserved a purposeful purity
(now “ok Dad” as maturity grows)
Ignoring puberty’s desire today
to poke that hormonal fire
ashes of boyhood fading fast
And eat the fruit of Eden’s tree
the bitter taste of iniquity thirsting
for your sheltered past –
But now that’s off a mile or so
your audacious smile splashing
snowflakes of greedy joy.
Eleven is the age to be a boy!

On the Verge of Fall | Kara D. Spain - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

On the Verge of Fall | Kara D. Spain

Just around the bend,
wagon wheels will be on the mend
Oiled gears will ready themselves
Hay will be stacked in neatly rolled bales
Golden strands of straw so sweet,
cotton candy will stick to our teeth
Corn will be popping, within warm air
the vibrant smell of carnival fare
Crisp winds will wrap us in gusts of love,
enlivening our senses to the sky above
Its briskness will awaken the child in us all,
evoking within us the excitement of Fall

Not the Movie | Guy Farmer - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Not the Movie | Guy Farmer

After a while,
Everyone began to notice
That this was not the
Movie they thought
They had paid to see.
Someone started yelling
At the screen, as if
There could be nothing
Worse in the world
Than this situation.
People looked at each other
Walking out mostly in pairs,
Into the light of the lobby
Where everything
Would be okay once again.

Cocoon | Rajnish Mishra - Read Poetry Online by Talented Contemporary Poets

Cocoon | Rajnish Mishra

My thoughts run. They run
to hide in your protective lap,
to lie there, to sleep, carelessly.
For death can’t reach there,
you’ve told me
with your reassuring eyes.
Your eyes are brown,
the shade, I never had courage
to stay and stare.
They’re bewitching,
unnerving,
beautiful.
I hardened the cyst
but the soft core of truth,
of weakness, remained.
You’ve told me
that the fear of loss – of life, of love,
is true. You’ve told me
to rest while you weave
round me
a cocoon.

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