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Christos Rigakos Jan 2021
With water, malt, and yeast, and hops I dare
to craft an odd new ale with full due care
I've aged in hickory and old oak jugs,
and serve a round in handcraft German mugs,
to all the patrons drinking at this pub,
yet most just sniff and snortle up a snub.
Instead they order shots of foam-frothed ****,
imbibe and guzzle to their drunken bliss,
then slur a slew of sloshed-up limericks.
And to my ale they kick against the ******.
Rhyming Couplets
Arke Mar 2019
Burn the barn with the red wooden doors
Pour gasoline on the warm cedar floors
Your eyes alit against orange smoke skies
You warn me of my own demise

We watch it together, collapse and unbecome
Neither a death nor a beginning and none
A moment witnessed by death and I alone
From the flames, I cast the first stone

I blame death for all done and said
Death reminds me I too will wake dead
So I beg it to leave me to the fire
Plead that it's my time to expire

But death carries me outside once more
Tells me it will soon even the score
Not today nor tomorrow and yet
My heart stopping, a sure-fire bet

Death leaves me to deal with the flames
Find a way to work through the pain
As if heart or home could be rebuilt
As if I could forgive my own guilt

Night after night I sleep under the stars
Watch my old wounds become scars
Slowly I build a new red door and four walls
While listening to death whisper and call

Though I keep living with all these regrets
Waiting for my sun to eventually set
From old barn ashes sprouts emerge
Tiny seedlings through dirt surge

I'll watch poppies and lilies bloom
Keep working by merely light of the moon
Until I'm rebuilt and once again new
Order is brought to what was once askew

And though death seems to always draw near
I decide to abandon my fear
Even in times I'm lonely, sad or asunder
I'll take the rain, and keep the thunder
Arke Feb 2019
surrounded in a field of weeds
you pretend to plant your seeds
water something that won't grow
we both know it's just for show

loved it when our fingers laced
miss the way you used to taste
still have you between my teeth
now you're just out of reach

so raise your glass always half full
appreciate what I'd call dull
enjoy all your time away
because alone is how we'll stay

take a sip, give me no heed
find someone else in my stead
know I only drink to you
forget, remember, bid adieux
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018


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Although there are times where we humans stray
and feel lost in the dark, light will find a way
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Light, love, everything positive will find a way!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2018
My head is pulsing
So much tears in my eyes
I wish to meet the Seasons
in a human guise
And so returns the pulsing head.
Owwwwwww.....
Lyn-Purcell Jul 2018
I'll
never
fall    on   my
knees, so let them
leave
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                    They
                    O  N  L  Y
                    made  my   life
                     toxic,       now      I
                    breathe
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wings can                        
spread and stretch                        
They're gone, I'm now                        
free                        
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                       I
                        know the
                        true few friends
                       who  care  and  love
                      me
                      ♡
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                  ♡
More Lanterns as promised - or should I say Lynterns *giggles*
Goodbye faux friends and toxic people, hello freedom!!!
Yeah, I'm gonna have to take it easy with the poems with my throbbing headache. I am relieved to know that my blood is healthy, but until I find out what the main source of these headaches, I'm gonna slow down a bit with how much I post.
Thank you guys for everything!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Write what I remember
Remember why I'm writing
Light what I remember
Remember what needs lighting
Fight what I remember
Remember why I'm fighting
Unite what I remember
Remember what needs uniting
Though I have my doubts about my work, I always remember why I chose to do what I do. And it's not just from me, but from my close family, blood or not.
And you guys here on the HP platform.
Really, I can't thank you guys enough.
I'll remember why I write. I'll remember what to light. I'll remember why I fight. I'll remember to unite.
Thank you all. God bless!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
from my bed,
with mewling kittens in my head.
I take my jam with wholemeal bread.
Eager for the day ahead.
Short poem about how my morning started!

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