Sammylc - Hello Poetry

Desolation. Winding Roads. Last winter’s sadness Has reverberated back around. A heavenly melody, a dark sound. You never stay long enough For me to finish a poem. You never create A space for me to call home. Never a place to call my own. Desolation. Abandoned homes. Old haunts. hometown bars. Last years christmas lights strung on a wooden fence. Desolation. Winding roads. All I wanted was a place to call home.

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Mar 15, 2022

Mar 15, 2022 at 7:31 PM UTC

desolation

Desolation. Winding Roads. Last winter’s sadness Has reverberated back around. A heavenly melody, a dark sound. You never stay long enough For me to finish a poem. You never create A space for me to call home. Never a place to call my own. Desolation. Abandoned homes. Old haunts. hometown bars. Last years christmas lights strung on a wooden fence. Desolation. Winding roads. All I wanted was a place to call home.

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Not the girl you meet Down at church or the local store Not the girl you catch a glimpse of Small twinkles in the iris- Flashes of home more of a 2 am blue Visceral red lights Chinatown Buhwick laughter and red solo cups More of a dark revel in the Unknown More of a midnight train into Where you have not yet Dared to roam. More of a fleeting feeling, less of A rooted tree. More of the one That almost was but wasn’t quite More of a blurred 2 am night. Not the one you take home- More of the one you found when lost And forlorn.

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Feb 21, 2022

Feb 21, 2022 at 9:06 PM UTC

Not the girl

Not the girl you meet Down at church or the local store Not the girl you catch a glimpse of Small twinkles in the iris- Flashes of home more of a 2 am blue Visceral red lights Chinatown Buhwick laughter and red solo cups More of a dark revel in the Unknown More of a midnight train into Where you have not yet Dared to roam. More of a fleeting feeling, less of A rooted tree. More of the one That almost was but wasn’t quite More of a blurred 2 am night. Not the one you take home- More of the one you found when lost And forlorn.

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you aren't real so you fade away. what isn't real will never remain. I made you real inside my mind I gave you colors I made you shine. I made you real. I made you feel.

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Jan 4, 2022

Jan 4, 2022 at 8:47 PM UTC

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you aren't real so you fade away. what isn't real will never remain. I made you real inside my mind I gave you colors I made you shine. I made you real. I made you feel.

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Like swaying winds, I come & go Ephemeral poetess, Down the crooked path and winded road. You may see me on a cool blue day, but like most beauty, I am not rooted enough to stay. You could call my name and let it roll of your tongue, you could talk to the ethers, and summon the sun, Like rolling tides, I come, but don't stay, so when you here the wind, you too, can sway.

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Dec 31, 2021

Dec 31, 2021 at 8:00 PM UTC

Ephemeral poetess

Like swaying winds, I come & go Ephemeral poetess, Down the crooked path and winded road. You may see me on a cool blue day, but like most beauty, I am not rooted enough to stay. You could call my name and let it roll of your tongue, you could talk to the ethers, and summon the sun, Like rolling tides, I come, but don't stay, so when you here the wind, you too, can sway.

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We had it that night We lost it just as fast Fast Like racing cars Down sunset blvd and vine Fast Like my breathing As you hold me close As my thighs shake Fast We had it that night We lost it just as fast Vast Like the sea i swim in alone Vast Like the stars i hum to in hopes Of something more We had it that night And lost it just as fast For some things Some names Can’t be held on too for too long Some palm trees sway towards Another direction Another wind I had you that night & I lost you Just as fast

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Dec 24, 2021

Dec 24, 2021 at 2:51 PM UTC

Fast

We had it that night We lost it just as fast Fast Like racing cars Down sunset blvd and vine Fast Like my breathing As you hold me close As my thighs shake Fast We had it that night We lost it just as fast Vast Like the sea i swim in alone Vast Like the stars i hum to in hopes Of something more We had it that night And lost it just as fast For some things Some names Can’t be held on too for too long Some palm trees sway towards Another direction Another wind I had you that night & I lost you Just as fast

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We had it that night We lost it just as fast Fast Like racing cars Down sunset blvd and vine Fast Like my breathing As you hold me close As my thighs shake Fast We had it that night We lost it just as fast Vast Like the sea i swim in alone Vast Like the stars i hum to in hopes Of some savior above We had it that night And lost it just as fast For some things Some names Can’t be held on too for too long Some palm trees sway towards Another direction Another wind I had you that night & I lost you Just as fast

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Dec 23, 2021

Dec 23, 2021 at 10:51 PM UTC

Fast

We had it that night We lost it just as fast Fast Like racing cars Down sunset blvd and vine Fast Like my breathing As you hold me close As my thighs shake Fast We had it that night We lost it just as fast Vast Like the sea i swim in alone Vast Like the stars i hum to in hopes Of some savior above We had it that night And lost it just as fast For some things Some names Can’t be held on too for too long Some palm trees sway towards Another direction Another wind I had you that night & I lost you Just as fast

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Writing haikus amidst summer rain to remember how all you brought was dampened pages & pain To remind myself of how you went then came, to remind myself how no weather condition no man has every stayed the same to remind myself of the beauty in pain to remind myself how rain can come down like omnipresent gods & how it can rain in LA despite all odds I wrote you a haiku in summer rain to remind myself of how you brought dampened pages and pain

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Dec 23, 2021

Dec 23, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC

Haikus

Writing haikus amidst summer rain to remember how all you brought was dampened pages & pain To remind myself of how you went then came, to remind myself how no weather condition no man has every stayed the same to remind myself of the beauty in pain to remind myself how rain can come down like omnipresent gods & how it can rain in LA despite all odds I wrote you a haiku in summer rain to remind myself of how you brought dampened pages and pain

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This place never felt like home merely a container for the wicked mind falling into abyss where angels cry, I look for you as my only sky, and the only time I feel lost is when there's nothing left to grasp. This place never felt like home merely a place to rest a troubled mind, or a place to dim my shine.

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Dec 21, 2021

Dec 21, 2021 at 11:52 PM UTC

Home

This place never felt like home merely a container for the wicked mind falling into abyss where angels cry, I look for you as my only sky, and the only time I feel lost is when there's nothing left to grasp. This place never felt like home merely a place to rest a troubled mind, or a place to dim my shine.

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angels didn’t come to sing That night When i was all alone By the desolate shore When i was all alone With the midnight sky Feeling like the end was near Feeling like there was no Laughter left to hear Angels didn’t come to Sing that night I found your dark shadows Trick my light No light on the pier No angel near Only I And a desolate shore And the midnight sky

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Dec 20, 2021

Dec 20, 2021 at 12:28 AM UTC

Desolate

angels didn’t come to sing That night When i was all alone By the desolate shore When i was all alone With the midnight sky Feeling like the end was near Feeling like there was no Laughter left to hear Angels didn’t come to Sing that night I found your dark shadows Trick my light No light on the pier No angel near Only I And a desolate shore And the midnight sky

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I am a mystic by day & a poet by night but most Days i am not sure i want to Be either. You call me from miles Away a deserted valley seeking the Vast unknown. I seek it too in Four walls for i don't have to travel So far I look to you when The stars don’t shine so bright you disappear So i radiate my own light I keep Dreaming all Day and all night You say there’s a land Far away buti don’t want To go. For I seek for The vast Unknown Within these four walls. And when i look for you I answer my own call the days feel short, you stand tall. I am a mystic by day A poet by night But most days I am not sure I want to be either.

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Dec 19, 2021

Dec 19, 2021 at 8:45 PM UTC

Mystic Poetics

I am a mystic by day & a poet by night but most Days i am not sure i want to Be either. You call me from miles Away a deserted valley seeking the Vast unknown. I seek it too in Four walls for i don't have to travel So far I look to you when The stars don’t shine so bright you disappear So i radiate my own light I keep Dreaming all Day and all night You say there’s a land Far away buti don’t want To go. For I seek for The vast Unknown Within these four walls. And when i look for you I answer my own call the days feel short, you stand tall. I am a mystic by day A poet by night But most days I am not sure I want to be either.

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