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Irish aer
brings the sweetest rain
from the bluest sky
which fills her streams
of brackish runs and rills
and paints the green
on lush and fond remembered hills
Piano notes drift in the
rainy evening,
like sadness from a
clock.
You were the color
in my dreams.
The paint on my
canvas.
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Things on hold
Bleeding in and the
flowers of surgery are
wilting  

Waiting is sand spreading
on the ground, slippery
and ever widening

My
determination is
rippled.

Morning is thwarted.

I am unmouthed.

Today is

unwritten.



Caroline Shank
5.6.24
i love to hear the birds singing in the morn
singing all togther bringing in the dawn
singing all together in perfect harmony
such a lovely song with a lovely melody

every note in tune not one out of key
makes me feel so happy wakes the soul in me
mother natures choir bringing in the day
in perfect harmony as they sing away
Daily, I realize, just why I am blessed.
I have a lovely woman in my life that I know I trust.
To her, for her I give my very best.
All because, she the soul of my heart.

In her I truly trust.
And sworn since day one, she be the soul of my heart.
Yes, the only one.

If I ever needed strength in my corner?
Oh, I can depend on her.
If I ever needed more?
I know I can seek her.

She, my comforter.
Besides my lover, she's, my friend.
But more than the heart that beats within me

She the soul of my heart and rightfully so.
 4d Maddy
Grace
sunlight's strung the bow,
and the kiss of the wind strikes
the waltz of flowers.
la lumiere du soleil met des cordes au arc,
et le bisou du vent touche
la valse des fleurs.
Green-stroked leaf
over lapis door
with four panels -
black vinyl
perches shining,
a motorcycle,
a motorcycle.

It enters her eye,
the day's spillway
laid down
to beige page.
Color and form,
thrown from her hand,
thrown from her hand.
 6d Maddy
ThePoet
I know there’s
sadness beyond
your laugh and
bright smile

I feel the
brokenness beyond
your kind
gentle embrace

You try to carry
on pretending
and living
in denial

But I see the
pain beyond
your painted
colorful face

©
 6d Maddy
Nylee
I'll belong if I am me

But If I am anyone else
All I want is to fit in
I won't ever win

the game is twisted in design
And I am forbidden
To cross the drawn line.
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