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I want to be a pirate and sail the seven seas
command the open oceans
and bring
Poseidon to his knees.
Alas I suffer from mal de mer
the smell of salt makes me sick
I swear.
It seems I'll never go to sea
so
a pirate's life is not for me.
 Feb 2014 Alice
wounded
don't
dream while life snores
don't
skip the words for pictures
don't
believe that every rise of a wave
will deliver you to the sky
don't
think of her like that
when she says she's back in town
don't
believe that every ride
will take you closer
to the exit
so much in fact
that you cut across
the oncoming traffic

don't
fall while hills rise
don't
cry all through the summer
don't
ignore the warning signs
and write your own
while doing 90 in the fast lane
taking photos of the same setting sun
for the billionth time

don't
follow your heart
into dark caves
don't
destroy or devour
or test the resilience
of every good person
in your life
don't
count every change of direction
as a diversion
from your future

but always do
what a don't do sign
person or poem
tells you to do
 Feb 2014 Alice
Miriam
hope
 Feb 2014 Alice
Miriam
we are seven billion people
on this great big rock
and we are all alive
together.
a more optimistic view on life i guess. life is amazing, i just forget sometimes
 Feb 2014 Alice
Caytlin Rae
February,
It’s been a year.
I wait, but why,
You’re still not here.
I knew you once,
But never again,
So please, take me back
To the way things were then.

February,
Seasons change.
Things are different,
We rearrange.
You’re not the same now
As I believed you to be,
Please, become yourself again,
Because you’re getting hard to see…

February,
You’re so cold.
My heart is frozen
Without you to hold.
I remember the way
Your lips felt against mine,
The day that you asked me
To be your valentine…

February,
Where have you run?
It seems it was over
Before it ever begun…
You’ve been out of sight,
And I’ve been out of mind.
I guess you’re too lost
For me to ever find.

February,
Sorry can’t repair,
The damage that is done here
The scratches, cuts, and tears.
As much as I want to,
I can’t apologize,
For things that have happened,
You’re the one who told the lies.

February
I guess that’s it, then,
No matter what I say,
You won’t come back again.
I guess our worlds
Lie too far apart,
But know that you are always
A piece of my February Heart.
 Feb 2014 Alice
Charles Bukowski
she's young, she said,
but look at me,
I have pretty ankles,
and look at my wrists, I have pretty
wrists
o my god,
I thought it was all working,
and now it's her again,
every time she phones you go crazy,
you told me it was over
you told me it was finished,
listen, I've lived long enough to become a
good woman,
why do you need a bad woman?
you need to be tortured, don't you?
you think life is rotten if somebody treats you
rotten it all fits,
doesn't it?
tell me, is that it? do you want to be treated like a
*******?
and my son, my son was going to meet you.
I told my son
and I dropped all my lovers.
I stood up in a cafe and screamed
I'M IN LOVE,
and now you've made a fool of me. . .
I'm sorry, I said, I'm really sorry.
hold me, she said, will you please hold me?
I've never been in one of these things before, I said,
these triangles. . .
she got up and lit a cigarette, she was trembling all
over.she paced up and down,wild and crazy.she had
a small body.her arms were thin,very thin and when
she screamed and started beating me I held her
wrists and then I got it through the eyes:hatred,
centuries deep and true.I was wrong and graceless and
sick.all the things I had learned had been wasted.
there was no creature living as foul as I
and all my poems were
false.
 Feb 2014 Alice
Krusty Aranda
I believe
I still love her
after all these years.
 Feb 2014 Alice
Tahirih Manoo
smoke
 Feb 2014 Alice
Tahirih Manoo
When smoke fills lungs

            Blood in veins freeze

                       Tears stream down on face

                               Hands collapse disgraced

                                   Heart's screams ignored

                                           Lips curl

                                                   Mouth exhales.

Angel cries for that soul.
When smoke fills lungs.




- Feb 23rd, 2014. 3:13 am.
 Feb 2014 Alice
Afrodita Nestor
Breathing in
breathing out
through the nose
through the mouth
Going north
going south
with a plan
or without

Speaking soft
screaming loud
blending  in
with the crowd
Hiding in
coming out
from the closet
with no doubt

One way
or another
we depend
from the other
From the one
behind our back
saving us
from the wreck

Breathing in
breathing out
standing up
looking proud
through the pain
crying loud
that is
what's
all about
Copyright Afrodita Nestor
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