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LL 2d
if traveling around a star
is a fight, and it
changed us that much,
no wonder they call it
a REVLUTION
LL 4d
the green of the sea is the green I see
when I look in your eyes
LL May 21
do I long for things I don't hold
or is it fate that I don't find 'em
exactly because I long for 'em
                                                             ?
Sally A Bayan May 18
☘️☘️☘️

It's wonderful to be
a freshly blooming rose,
seen by everyone's eyes
given special names,
and compared with other
grown blooms.

But...

I'd rather be free from
everyone's attention,
i prefer to grow, to bloom
without much effort,
to sprout amongst the grass,
on some random garden spots,
to persist to exist, to breathe
even among crevices.

I'd rather be a wildflower
unannounced, unmaintained
yet, beautifully unique,
and with much freedom.

Upon me, others may tread,
but, i don't die easily,
i persevere, and then
in due time, i rise again.


sally b

© Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
MAY 16, 2024
Thomas Harvey May 12
The lazy dog jumped over the bridge
So, the old man grabbed a beer from the fridge

The dog swam through the river
The man had packages to deliver

Soon the sun went away
Then the dog reached the bay

The man passed out
Beyond drunk no doubt

He floated down the stream
Until the light shined from a moonbeam

The dog saved the man
So, they made a plan

So, they sailed the seas
The dop captain and me
LL May 12
some spaces
we only                           
fill
                                      for someone
while they're gone
Lydia May 10
when the alarm goes off I hit snooze two too many times
now I’ve overslept by twenty minutes
I look at myself in the mirror and run a brush through my hair and think
Well at least my hair is behaving today
ABC
A quick line
Before I say goodbye
Can’t you see
Don’t you hear me
Even though
Forevers gone
Gone with the snow
How could I be so fond
I don’t have an answer
Just the memories that lay
Killing time like a dancer
Like the blue seas of the bay
My what a time
No what a year
Or such a crime
Possibly shedding a few tears
Questioning what I do
Rather than asking
So how are you
Take this, hide this in your flask
Unless you admit
Venom is what is killing you
What it means
Xray’s are counterfeit
You know my dreams
Zombies; is what is our minds
I know very little
but even that knowledge
in the wrong hands is dangerous.

Fire and storm
only one keeps us warm
but we cannot discard the
other.

Whatever wills us to live
also wills us to die.
LL Apr 25
love can
sometimes
be like a
chain-smoker
with asthma
Smoking kills.
(World Health Organization: WHO, 2023)
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