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 Aug 2014 Ryan Lindsey
SG Holter
I just jumped on my
Bed for the first time
In 25
Years
 Aug 2014 Ryan Lindsey
Margaret
sing
 Aug 2014 Ryan Lindsey
Margaret
RED
Singing in the car
Windows rolled down
Guy rolls window down
I look at him and sing
He smiles
GREEN**
We go on
And I keep singing
Sing.
 Aug 2014 Ryan Lindsey
david jm
So clean and
Oblique in stature.
Quiet as a pulse.

You're fluent in burns,
The way planets are fluent
In flight.
Not like birds,
Like cherubs.

The whipped dark marble,
Like metal butter,
Splashes a gate
Between us and
The garden maze.
 Aug 2014 Ryan Lindsey
Peter B
This was a first try at Lune poetry 3 lines 5-3-5 syllables.

The Boss is still dead
His name Fred
They look for killer!
My first try at Lune Poetry  5-3-5 syllables 3 lines only it was close to a ribbon on fanstory, I'm no longer with them! most of my stuff had 2 ribbons or 1 on there. This was fictional and not related to my other Boss poem which had 2 ribbons and a Welcome page!
 Jul 2014 Ryan Lindsey
Autumn
the little monster was quite the talker
I cannot be seen, it cannot be felt,
cannot be heard, cannot be smelt,
lies behind stars and under hilss,
and empty holes it fills.
comes first follows after,
ends life kills laughter.
DAVINCI !
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