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  Mar 20 Someday
el
the stars remind me of things
that they will never remind you of
you will look at the stars
and not think of anything but what they are
i will look at the stars and think of you
always
i will always look up at the stars
hoping that you are too
but within the stars i see you
i read them like braille
as they tell me our story
at the very least
the ones in our memories
i miss you
  Sep 2023 Someday
Carla
Picturesque life
I can see it unfold
It will no longer be
A story untold

Everyday is precious
With you by my side
You're my light in the dark
When our worlds collide

Now, it won't be easy
But I won't sit and ramble
Because this life of ours
Is just one big gamble

I know we'll make it through
Despite all the trials
Because for you I would walk
Five hundred miles

Song lyrics are great and all
But what I say is true
I can't wait for our story
To begin, just me and you
  Jun 2023 Someday
Neville Johnson
Trouble is my business
The name of my game
I fix problems
Don’t assign blame
Keep it under my hat
I don’t complain
I go about my business
Sunshine or rain
If there is trouble
Trouble is my name

I don’t look for it
But if it comes to me
I know what to do
I got the beat

I’m a tiger in a tornado
I am the wind
You don’t want to mess with me
I always win

Trouble, trouble, toil and trouble
You know the drill
My compatriots will call on me
When there’s a need, they will
  Jun 2023 Someday
Kelci Nicole Leigh
you speak
soft words
onto my lips

I savor your
sweet nothings
warm and lovely
on the tongue

©KNL
  Jun 2023 Someday
Em MacKenzie
If life gives you lemons
just be thankful it’s not a lime,
and when squeezing it
avoid getting the juice in your eye this time.
  May 2023 Someday
Anais Vionet
Edgar Alan Poe is dead. Seriously, I read it.
He died in October 1849 - or did he?
Do we really know?

Poe wrote about death a lot,
he teased with it, it was his favorite tool.
He kept death close and twisted it like a knife.

His profession was the macabre, the shadow,
the summoned dread and the gruesome aftermath.

He was a writer and a critic - what’s more dreadful than a critic?

They say he died from “unknown causes”
- how absolutely perfect.
BLT Marriam Webster word of the day challenge: Aftermath: the period after a destructive event.
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