Freelit Stories

43 Stories

Automatic  by SpragueThomson
Automatic by SpragueThomson
A little song of love
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on the precipice by SpragueThomson
on the precipiceby SpragueThomson
The deception of power revealed.
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Falsifier by SpragueThomson
Falsifierby SpragueThomson
Just HoPe a description for THis pOeM is unnecessary.
aux bois des Buttes by SpragueThomson
aux bois des Buttesby SpragueThomson
More than a hundred years ago now, Guillaume Apollinaire died from the Spanish flu. He never fully recovered an injury to the temple as a result from a French assault at...
shot spent by SpragueThomson
shot spentby SpragueThomson
As a kid, this is how I looked when I was sick but didn't wanna be ill. My body remembers, so here I am having fought pain and discomfort, setback and mourning of an old...
fender-bender-freak-rear-ender-crack-up by SpragueThomson
fender-bender-freak-rear-ender-cra...by SpragueThomson
How injury evolved me through and beyond the fucking pain of the insult.
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tintinnabulary  by SpragueThomson
tintinnabulary by SpragueThomson
A short fable poem about a cat who stands through a number of storms.
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Bronx cheer by SpragueThomson
Bronx cheerby SpragueThomson
Does a Bronx cheer really need an introduction?
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ignis fatuus  by SpragueThomson
ignis fatuus by SpragueThomson
Illusion cheats on our eyes, as it does with the virtual perception. An illusion isn't virtual, although the virtual can be an illusion. It's not the threshold between u...
time lapse by SpragueThomson
time lapseby SpragueThomson
A short journey through time, from here on end to the future and back. What's to come maybe you'll find more horrific than what we see right now. The clock backwards see...
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Anthropologie  by SpragueThomson
Anthropologie by SpragueThomson
The store chain with its auspicious brand name is again in the news, now for applying a policy which brands fellow human beings of dark skin complexion as Nicks and Nick...
the duck dunk by SpragueThomson
the duck dunkby SpragueThomson
In the abandonment there's a tilting point where the walls come closer and closer. Until the room is gone, that's where I set a new step, let the old go and found the lo...
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morning melody by SpragueThomson
morning melodyby SpragueThomson
The singing and dancing magpies out here wake us up every single morning with their funny routine.
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sorry game by SpragueThomson
sorry gameby SpragueThomson
Haiku, for a sorry soccer game. Gone forever. No more playing on this board. Close the game by folding it up and put it back in its box.
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stick-in-the-mud fogy by SpragueThomson
stick-in-the-mud fogyby SpragueThomson
Silence, what can be said about...
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papercide  by SpragueThomson
papercide by SpragueThomson
The forensic evidence left by a murderer, in almost correct haiku syllables.
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justice flies by SpragueThomson
justice fliesby SpragueThomson
No matter what, the lawlessness will meet its end. This time demanding transparency beyond all the veils of power. Let justice speak for everyone, not just for the happy...
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superette  by SpragueThomson
superette by SpragueThomson
The notion of being ignored. I still felt the need to react, the doubt lingers if I shouldn't have done so. To be ignored can only be answered by letting go in the first...
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