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Mad Swirl: Unpicked
Mad Swirl: Unpicked This mad swirlin’ creative outlet is a place to showcase the many diverse artists in this big, blue, beat-utiful world of ours and to get this madness into as many heads as possible. Mad Swirl is an online creative outlet featuring a constantly updated selection of art, poetry, and prose from all over the world, including, Unpicked, a new poem by J H Martin, which you can…
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acoatforamonkey · 17 days
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Self Portrait - A Poem by J H Martin
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acoatforamonkey · 1 month
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Edge of Humanity Magazine: False Flags
False Flags Edge of Humanity Magazine is an online platform that features writing, photography, and artwork that deals with all aspects of the human condition, as well as the pressing social issues of our times. Constantly updated, Edge of Humanity Magazine showcases new work by artists, writers, and photographers from all over the globe, including, False Flags, a new poem by J H Martin, which…
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acoatforamonkey · 1 month
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Never Never - A Poem by J H Martin
Never Never This land is broken The grass and trees Are thick Startled by its demons A path cannot be found Wandering Stumbling A starving pack Has gathered Their teeth sharp Their nature cruel Any chance of peace Forgotten Picking up The bloody apron I throw it on the pyre I don’t want to be a soldier But I don’t want to be oppressed   © J H Martin  
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acoatforamonkey · 1 month
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平凡 - A Poem by J H Martin
平凡 Many times I have to crouch To stay on An even keel Like the crescent moon In the clear night sky I do not move From where I am Distant Harmless Constant The ground fills With my shadow   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Sweet Plum Stain - A Poem by J H Martin
Sweet Plum Stain The wind Has taken them Why does it not end Henan Photograph Sichuan Deep fried yak They are My plum blossom Stained like ink On Spring Festival red My skin Still wears the scent   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Edge of Humanity Magazine: En Pente
En Pente Edge of Humanity Magazine is an online platform that features writing, photography, and artwork that deals with all aspects of the human condition, as well as the pressing social issues of our times. Constantly updated, Edge of Humanity Magazine showcases new work by artists, writers, and photographers from all over the globe, including, En Pente, a new poem by J H Martin, which you can…
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Lent - A Poem by J H Martin
Lent The first sight of March Can be too much The rain brings with it New blades New needles To scrape the calcium New injections For the pain My window Misted I sit and listen To the downpour My golden lights My long shadow What more Do you have for us   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Parade - A Poem by J H Martin
Parade Present a flower Lie to the soul There is No end to this The seasons Will take the bloom The winds Will scatter the scent Its name Will be forgotten Standing by A concrete bench I watch the city grow   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Only Human - A Poem by J H Martin
Only Human There is no call There is no mail Not from the Photograph Not from the Time between My love That experience Will not return Not from that country Far away Not from this moment Keeping on Do I Love you Indeed I do I’ve got to Find me somebody Before this feeling ends   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Still - A Poem by J H Martin
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Fluid - A Poem by J H Martin
Fluid How much can I give When it is never enough The water does not reply It becomes the pond Which becomes the mirror Not for the answer To my question But for the heavy rain   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 2 months
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Pine Green - A Poem by J H Martin
Pine Green Under the branches I watch the rain fall The cleaning is over The broom put away With nothing to do But wait for the date I pull my hood up And fix my focus Magpie Sparrowhawk I know you understand When I think of Moving on The deep greens Of the pine tree They grow ever more vivid   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 3 months
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月光花 - A Poem by J H Martin
月光花 The seasons pass And the stockpile Dwindles These clothes Do not cover the cost Feeling the chill I cough and I sneeze Wretched Alone I shouldn’t smile but I do Tonight I have her full attention Timeless Delicate Her beauty Charms a lonely soul   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 3 months
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Spring Chime - A Poem by J H Martin
Spring Chime In this clear blue February Is that a fighter jet I see Could be near Could be far I don’t know The map has tilted sideways And the bell has lost its chime Too old to fight Too tired to argue I tighten the straps On my pack The spring is coming I can feel that winter chill   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 3 months
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Greetings - A Poem by J H Martin
Greetings Which greeting Should I use Between the calendar And the Spring A letter A card A handwritten note Wiping my coat I spread out the wax This moment This cloth This grey winter patina They do not Register as news On Mount Yoshino On my back yard The snow carries on falling   © J H Martin    
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acoatforamonkey · 3 months
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Thursday Mystery - A Poem by J H Martin
Thursday Mystery This morning The sky appears to be Crying The magpies Chack chack chack Maybe There is something I can’t see Misted window Shoulder pain I sit And I watch Waiting for the rain to clear Following the melody I start to feel the doubt growing Cold Damp Streaming I wonder where it comes from Empty Faceless Nowhere Present Who is asking the question   © J H Martin      
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