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 Oct 2019 Briscoe
Roger Pierce
Sit with me awhile
Speak of happy things
Smile away the darkness
Soften my sadness with the
Sheer delight of your presence.

Let us dine on the sweet bread of life
I will toast the days gone by, moments of
mystery and majesty.  You, the hope that
tomorrow will be gentle, each day the revealing
of a new dimension of the pilgrim self.

Tell me stories of your journeys,
the streets you walked, mountains
conquered, tell me of love that filled
your world with lilac and rose, of dreams
that never came true.  I will listen with my
heart and find blessing in the feast of conversation.

Then, when the candle burns low,
I will close my eyes in the final sleep
and set my course for a distant star.

Sit with me awhile
Speak of happy things
Smile away my darkness
Send me on my way with a
quiet gesture of peace.
 Oct 2019 Briscoe
Roger Pierce
Beautiful Voice, sing to me once more
in this exquisite morning.
Slender leaves of the tall oleander rest
motionless, unable to follow the wind's demands
because of your song's enchantment.
Birds hang still in the air, wings extended
as if in flight, but halted in time by the
melody rising higher and higher into
the cloudless sky.
The echo of your song flows down from the
mountain, washing the valley in
joy and wonder.  Deer and bear pause their
foraging, stand motionless in awe while
forests of pine and clusters of aspen
bow to the grandeur of this magical moment.
O, Beautiful Voice, your song embraces the
depths of all being and we are breathless,
stunned into an astonishment of the sacred.
Sing!  Beautiful Voice
 Sep 2019 Briscoe
TheIdleOwl
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 Sep 2019 Briscoe
TheIdleOwl
48
The lights are fading into black,
As they try to flicker on the stacks,
But death will find us all one day,
Sleeping in some cosmic sway,

A tickle of presumption in the air,
The lifts that happened won't seem fair,
As peaks and eloquence fade away,
A truth that lead us all astray,

All I wanted was effortlessly afloat,
Above the hearted sunken boats,
Dropping towards those glinting eyes,
There was no doing in the way you tried.
 Sep 2019 Briscoe
Katlyn Orthman
String lights reflect in
Your eyes like stars
Emotions build inside
Yet I don't know who you are

My heart bleeds for you
Like fresh cuts across my skin
I would leave it all for you
But you are my sin

My words die at my tongue
Because your eyes swallow me
I am tongue tied
By your intensity

Wailing inside
Because I
Will never be
Enough

For you
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