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mcradloff

News Stories I Wish Would Have Happened

Bigfoot discovered
Now selling cookbook
Eat Without Meat

National Debt paid off
Future is good for all of our children

Aliens land and offer trips to distant planets
They share their technology and cheap energy source

Man lands on Mars
Discovers friendly alien life

Cubs win the World Series
Crime in Chicago plummets

Cure found for Cancer
Doctor who discovers cure gives it away for free

North Korean Dictator Kim Jong Un visited by three ghosts
Becomes a real nice guy
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
I used to get a magazine called Weekly World News. They stopped publishing it quite a few years ago. It was filled with fantastic stories that were basically made up fantasy, but it was fun to read.
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shadow1950

Clouds

azure skies filled with gentle clouds
billowing white with golden edges
slowly gliding across the sun's face
all different shapes appear

then slowly break and fade away
soon replaced by yet another vision
what a magical thing is a cloud
one looks stares into the sky

a transition of beauteous sights
with a soft slow breath of wind
mysterious wondrous things
appear each more tantalising
only the imagination limits

clouds swirling for ever changing
each a new scene a glimpse
a parting of a curtain
new landscapes everywhere
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
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steve1223

Time Machine

Music seeps through the red door
Something about blue suede shoes
They tell me his music’s hated by parents
And the way he shakes those hips of his

Inside the girls were screaming wildly
As they grooved on the dance floor
Even the boys were jumping madly
Trying to copy that move of his

For the next ten years I followed
Watched and learned all he did
They called him the king of Rock ‘n’ roll
The mighty Joey Lewis Morgan King

Set the timer for nineteen fifty
Before Joey started his career
Called myself Elvis Aaron Presley
And used everything that I had learned

I was the one they called the King
Joey was just a pale imitation
All the world was at my feet
But somehow still it wasn’t enough

Could it be that guilt was me consuming
Drugs not enough to blunt the pain
This life was not mine for living
The shoes not meant for me to fill

Deeper, deeper the drugs take me
Reality becomes ever so blurred
The end is near, I feel it coming
Yet Joey still lives, surrounded by love
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
What if we could travel back in time and take on the role of someone ... become the author of books that someone else wrote ... the inventor, the singer, anyone we chose ... we would be stealing not only their property but their very life ... thinking along those lines led to this
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sophiasummer

Clip The Ticket

Slipping on the journey
I crept and held my ticket

where was I going?
no bags upon my back
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Posted: Mar 2013
About this poem:
This is for all poets on a journey just add 4 lines
:)
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wayne34

????????????? who are you

Inviting you are
Your slim sexy body
Dripping with wet dew
Long and slender

Your dew cold hiding in side
With your golden taste
Your my desire


Ice cold you are

I desire you
To. Be near
INTO want you so bad
My mouth waters to taste you
Your my hearts desire

You my tastebudds are on.fire to be with you all night
I wake exhusted strung out head throbs
Oh what a good night we had
No your gone I need to find more of you

Come back spend the night with me againI want to taste you again
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Posted: Mar 2013
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fjamesj9701

Morning Solar

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I sometimes sit up for hours analyzing the night
Tracing lines from star to star mapping out my life
As I listen for the voice of the planets who's soul calls out to mine
Im captivated by a beauty so infinite beyond my eyes
In my dreams I dream I live on my own constellation
Two blocks from Orions belt three light years from the beginning of our creation
Where you can hear the universe sing its quiet lullaby
Like an angel that sits in heaven keeping a watchful eye
How beautiful the earth is under the lighting of the moon
As I float further into outer space my heart is there with you
The one I call my first love is the graceful morning sky
Because I know that when I wake up my dreams never say goodbye
They bring me into a new day where wild flowers bloom
As I plant my pocket full of stars into the ground as a gift for you
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Posted: Mar 2013
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wayne34

oh are bird

The oh are bird
Sits on her nest
Clucking all day long
She picks and preens
Her feathers

Making sure there pristen
She nibbles her protien feed

Her digetive feed
Building up her strengh to lay and feed
Nice brown and white eggs she does produce

Till one day she's no longer able to lay
Cluck with excited strains to lay her eggs for that day
Oh are her eggs are stuck for she can't lay
With a mighty push
The oh are bird give it one more try

Out pops a sqaure egg oh my she cries with disbelif
A square egg as popoed
Out

The farmer sees her egg shouts to his misses with disbelive come see this
Farmers wif
A I don't belive it says the farmers wife
Calling children come see this a square egg i don't belive says the children square eg
Of they run to the village folk come see are chicken she's made a square egg all the village come to see the chiken oh made the square egg they all cry I don't belive it what she called they all say to the farmer still in shock he she my oh are bird he cries
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Posted: Mar 2013
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john17021984

Legend Of The Black Dove (Part 3)

"Outlaw Peril"

As the coach approaches, the Black Dove grabs the under frame
Of the coach, with his amazing strength climbs on the driver's
Seat and brings the coach to a halt by pulling the reins.
He turns the coach back to where Rex Murphy is standing
And continue their journey. Hours later they stop to rest at the
Golden Anchor - a tavern in the coastal town of Southerly.

It is getting dark and they manage to get a room to spend the night.
It is a peaceful town overlooking the sea. Everything seemed to be
Quiet as Rex Murphy secures the Golden Coach for the night, but in
Darkness Jack Wild and his men had followed the coach and plan to Steal it while the town is asleep. The Black Dove and Rex were
Ready to turn in for the night when they are startled by a woman's

Scream. In a flash the Black Dove is on the scene,and seeing a girl Being assaulted, he takes quick action and grabs the assailant and Overpowers him. The Man is then tied up and held prisoner in the Tavern. The girl seemed to be alright and tells The Black Dove
She is the publican's daughter and she was grabbed by this man

Who would not let her go. While this is going on, gunshots ring out And the Golden Coach appeared to be missing. The Black Dove notices The coach leaving the security compound along With three men Following the coach. The Dove and Murphy rush in pursuit of them
And a chase begins, the coach gathers speed and drives out of town.

Minutes later they all arrive at an abandoned gold mine. The Outlaws Unload the gold under fire and put it into a rail cart. Two of the Outlaws push the rail car down tracks into the mine, the remaining
Two men are holding off the Dove and Murphy, they run inside the
Mine to join Jack Wild and his accomplice. Rex and the Dove, rush in

After them in an attempt to rescue the gold but they come to grips With the Outlaws and a shot is fired which creates a cave-in in the Mine trapping all the men. Seconds later a rumble is heard from the Ground caused by an earth tremor. The Dove goes after Jack Wild who Intends to shoot the Black Dove with his pistol, but they both fall Into a large open pit of Stalagmites.

Will either man survive these sharpe limestone pinnacles?
Are the other men also doomed?...
Find out in the next exciting part...."The Imposter"
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
The Continuing story of "Legend Of The Black Dove", When British nobleman John Norrington is compelled to swing into action as the Black Dove.
Editor: Marikia
Written:12 March 2013
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Spartacus2012

Fairy Dance (Shadow Challenge)

Come midnight
Venus and Mars,
in inky sky
sprinkled with stars...

They pick a star
to make a fan
dancing in the air
just because they can..

On top of toadstool
upon second glance,
in clothing of flower petals,
I saw fairies dance...

Then out on lake
still hard to believe,
the fairies danced
upon boats of leaves...

Now the moon is out
the sun is gone,
the fairies will dance
until break of dawn...
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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
in response to the shadow challenge sent me...
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cafetwo2010

Venus, my warrior horse

You will not see us coming
You will only hear the sound
of hooves

This eerie fog has you bewilderedd
The sound of this sudden judgement
has you perplexed

You thrust your sword toward the sky
with a warriors shout but your heart
has already begun to melt with fear

There is a mumbling within your ranks
The veteran soldiers know the scent of
doom

They have heard to many tales
But now destruction is upon them

Out of the moonlit haze she charges
into battle with steel black eyes

From the ranks you could only pitty
the gasping pleas for mercy when
they trembled to speak the words,
'Venus! She is upon us!'
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Posted: Apr 2013
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