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 296° 
Colm
Does the earth ever
In a fit of feeling fear
That her daughter trees
Will uproot too much too far
From her no child ever leaves

(Memory)
Yup
 138° 
Grace Willow
Wrap me up in your words
Bury me in the warmth of you
Until I’m left with your scent for days
As I fall in love with you all over again
 86° 
ag
I broke too much
of myself
thinking someone
could fix me.

I should have not
turned myself
to pieces
in the first place.

Because no one
would ever keep
a broken mirror
in their pockets.
 69° 
alupa
It was more like I was slowly sinking
deeper and deeper each day

You poured your love into me
And it drenched my heart
streamed through my veins
Soaking every single cell of my body
Leaking out of the pores of my skin
And dripping from my fingertips
To bleed into everything I touch

It flooded my chest
And filled up my lungs
Until it spilled out of my mouth
Trickling from my tongue
Saturating every single word I say

It flowed through every part of me
And eventually seeped into my bones
Making all that I am
Crave all that you are

I never fell in love with you
I drowned in it
 65° 
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
 48° 
zozek
Life
has hoaxed us
through a luring incense
of love
and trapped us
in death
 40° 
shana
They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love.
"
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
 39° 
Kyle Dal Santo
Beware the Quiet Ones.

The Quiet Ones are the Thinkers
The Quiet Ones are the Dreamers
They’re the heart seekers, thrill lovers, and love givers
They’re the heart breakers, story makers, and life changers
The best heroes, the worst villains, the most notorious saints and sinners
Their hearts and minds are largest of all (But they’ll never control them)

Beware the Quiet Ones, because it’s Always the Quiet Ones.

The Quiet Ones will always listen, even when you won’t do the same
They’ll break your comfort zone, just to make you comfortable
They’ll never ask for favors or a shoulder to cry on
But they will always be there, hanging on every word and tear
They’ll sell their souls to save yours, sacrifice their minds to break yours
They’re the strongest, and the most broken.

The Quiet Ones don’t like to harm you, because they know too well how it feels... but don’t you hurt them.
They’ll always forgive and never forget, and they know how to aim for the heart
All they know is the past, and vengeance is their greatest weapon.
That’s why it’s always the Quiet Ones.
Whether the key to your heart or your greatest fear? The Quiet Ones will find it – Beware the Quiet Ones.

The Quiet Ones are the first to stand up, and the last to point the finger
They’ll stand up for anything, because they have nothing to lose.
They are the champions of love and hate, and if you hate to love them, or love to hate them?
That was their plan all along.
Your deepest plots or darkest secrets? The Quiet Ones knew all along. They’re four steps ahead of you – Beware the Quiet Ones.

They’ll never put you down, but believe they know how, because the Quiet Ones see EVERYTHING
They know what you did, they heard what you said - they were there
Their depth knows no end, yet they’re so empty inside

Their curses bring power, their strengths bring weaknesses
They’ll control you, even when they can’t control themselves
That’s why it’s always the Quiet Ones

Beware the Quiet Ones.
Kyle D.
 37° 
Traveler
The ferns have taken over
most of the forest floor
you can barely see your feet
through the bushy flora moor

Early spring flowers
have come and gone
and now replaced
by summer song
Butterfly bushes
bussing with bees
New life singing
high in the trees

Regrowth of mind
as your nature unwinds
hart waxing fatter
as you take in what matters!

Uncountable species
and we are but one
lunar submissive
in our paradise
under our life giving
Goldilocks Sun

Life has just begun
..............................
Traveler Tim
 32° 
Jeremy Stacy
The time I waste
not staring at your face
these beautiful moments can’t be replaced
I need to dutifully seize them before erased
I plead them be more easy and usual for me to place
Instagram jstpoetry
My words
Are reflections
of your love
 28° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 28° 
RobbieG
............EMOTIONS
         M  V         N              
           O   E       O
          T      R     I
         I          Y THING
          O            O
        N             M
        SNOITOME

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ GET IN
THE WAY OF
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

YES, NO
I DON’T KNOW
MAYBE
OR
WITHOUT A DOUBT
I’M 100’/. SURE
SOLD
OR
THERE’S NO WAY
I REFUSE TO BELIEVE
LIE

NO LOGIC
WHEN EMOTIONS
ARE INVOLVED
FEELINGS GET
IN THE WAY
OF LOGIC
 26° 
J
Little did she know,
I love her
and the chaos
in her heart.
 25° 
labyrinth
Yesterday I was only forty nine
Today’s a new level, and it’s fine
Happy completing the first fifty
Without having to be shifty
 21° 
poisoned elixir
:(
i'm having trouble
finding my purpose
in life
 20° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
.


Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 20° 
sarah
it's your love
that keeps me going
when i feel like i'm drowning
your love is the most powerful thing i've ever felt
 20° 
Krusty Aranda
You made my heart race again

just to build a wall for it to crash into
 19° 
Traveler
Persephone smiles the darkness to light
Yet I am but blinded by my own vice
Twas my greed which choked her dreams of youth
To ferment her innocence in sweet vermouth

I bear the warriors of battles lost
Greet them with warmth bitten by frost
And heroes who see the journey through
To the Elysian Fields where hope's renewed

I cage the souls whose just deserve
To feed the fires beneath the earth
Tormenting Demons with whips of flames
Wicked Witches Inflicting infinite pain

Who am I but that which has been written thus far
The God of the Netherworld, Lord of Brimstone and Fire
Yet more than that, I've become and so I am
So fear me not less thou be ******

Persephone smiles the darkness to light
For those who dare to stand and fight...
Traveler Tim
 19° 
q
i do not believe in god
but i do believe in poetry
and for me
maybe poetry is prayer
and the universe
is an unwavering ear
in the shape of a god
 19° 
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 18° 
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
 18° 
Adrie
I imagine a life with you
And in my imagination
I am so happy!

A, what is wrong with me?
Why can't I just accept reality?

What is it like
When you don't imagine
A life with me?
 17° 
Andrew Rueter
I’m afraid of heights
not because I fear falling
but because I fear jumping.
 17° 
-df
you sit with me in my silence.
and that means more to me
than
roses and chocolate.
written by d.f.
instagram.com/daymarepoetry
 17° 
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
 17° 
Jason Drury
If I gave you my soul,
would you read each page?
Scribble notes of interest
and know me.
Would you take the time,
to help tape the seams?
Would you mend,
the fragility of my soul?
It tears and rips,
easily, emotionally.
 16° 
cs
iridescent
i just feel you
white lights
the noise
people are laughing
celebrating
everything's so bright
a diamond
ring
on my fourth finger
i just feel you
you're solid
but im
translucent
half the world is
on fire
people are drowning
the afterparty
i cant feel me
i just feel you

open my eyes to darkness and im alone all over again.
how am i meant to end things when ending things will end me?

©V
 15° 
Bethany
I miss the early us
Where our clothes
Hit the floor
Before our eyes met

I miss the early us
Where we expected
Nothing but
Before the truths surfaced

I miss the early us
Where mornings
We’re lazy
Before days changed us.

I miss the early us
Where dreams existed
In our heads
Before reality set it
 15° 
John Prophet
Escape.
None.
There
is no
escape.
Tidal
forces
of what’s
to come.
Tidal
forces
wash
over all.
Pervasive.
Every
nook and
cranny,
it will
find.
No hiding,
none.
It permeates
all.
Orbiting,
wirelessly
impregnating.
Impregnating,
t­he mind,
the soul.
Group
think
coursing
the planet.
Enters the
eyes.
Enters
the ears.
Roosts in
the mind.
Fermenting
reality.
Bending.
Molding.
Shaping.
Shaping
disc­ourse.
What’s real?
What’s original?
What’s planted?
Puppet masters,
controlling.
Controlling
all.
Pushing the
buttons.
Pulling
the strings.
Tweaking
free will!
No where
to go.
No where
to hide.
 15° 
bk
Trying to get
over someone
you never had?

Yeah,
that's the worst
kind of struggle.

B.K.
finding safety again
can be harder than it seems
 14° 
Iris
a stranger apologized to another stranger
it had nothing to do with me
still, it helped
and I forgave a bit more
 14° 
SCHEDAR
With,

nothing left

to give

I went crawling back

for more
risk can bring you to your knees
 14° 
Hansel Reyes
Some people put on a facade just for show.
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