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 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
Star BG
A unicorn princess lived near sea.
Saying a prayer with a special plea.
He wanted to see a mermaid so grand,
who swam in grace on watery land.

"Alas great mermaids do come near
so I can thank you, your so dear.
You have great tails that are yes swell
inside of dreams I see you well."

"Show yourselves I now do say
We can celebrate all day.
I will give you a ride in sun,  
no ones here so we'll have fun.
Oh I love you mermaid sweet,
it is you I'd like to meet."

After the Unicorn recited his poem.
On seashore with waves he did roam.
Until soon they met inside time.
They echoed in a sacred rhyme.

And when day did end she Yes left
The Unicorn he felt so blessed.

StarBG © 2017
Inspired by Unused Quill Thanks
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
Star BG
I'm addicted to words.
They are the drug
that keeps me balanced.
There is no cure. Nor do I want one.

I am addicted to words.
They fester in open heart.
Moving in cells to hand
that picks up pen to scribe
at any given moment.

I am addicted
and how grand it is
to be in a cast of jargon
as I walk.
As I breath.
Inspired by Bellvadear thanks
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
Star BG
Her mind sits inside vessel
slowly moving on waters wave.
Her frail body worn
with cloths that hang like old paint.
Her thoughts firing with inconsistency
trying to land in a cohesive thought.

Winter winds rage
as her children and grand children try desperately to toe her to shore,
Pull her to perhaps see a glimpse
of the form she once was.

All that's left is to let the flag of love
be pitched everyday
so she feels it wave.

All that's left is to remember
her regal form of past that moved
with dedication only a mother could give.

All that's left as sun rises
and sets is to celebrate the moment grateful to be in her company.

Company of a grand divine ship
I love so much.
Thank you Valsa George
;For inspiring me to connect to my mom
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
J
There is an entire universe
inside her head. And I'll be
kidding myself if I say I am
beginning to understand her,
when all I've ever done is just
catch a glimpse of the galaxies
within, through her eyes.

Now, despite having nebular
thoughts, what I know is that
I will neither fully grasp what's
going on in there nor will I ever
fathom the simplicity and
complexity of her soul.

But that's okay.
I'll love her, anyway.
random thoughts. alcohol-fuelled.
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Finally. I'd been striving for a one word poem. After achieving it, I wanted a no word poem. Here it is. I guess this is no longer mine, but ours.

"The Invisible Poem" was selected as the Daily.
I'm humbled... to say nothing.
But I believe a response is necessary.
To all those who liked, loved and commented, I say thank you. I've read all you've written, and most of it is very creative and complimentary.
There are others, detractors, who claim "*******," etc.
Well of course, this only begs the question, "What is poetry?"
I can't answer that. I've written on it. But what I do know is what poetry should do. Its purpose.
If a poem should arouse emotions, bad or good, make people think, have people want to write, to express themselves (and I believe I'm on the mark here), then, anything can be a poem. Even a page with lines on it.
Thanks again to all the readers.
And if you're still *******, don't attack me... go after Elliot. :)
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
Mr E
No forceful push
Nor violent gust
Was needed
To tear down his house
This house made of paper
Where the paper man stayed

His thin white walls
Without any windows
With a light in the middle
Gave shapes
To those outside
Trying to peer in

But along she came
With her fiery heart
A soul with warmth
Like embers from a hearth
And she easily burned down
That timid paper house
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
MSM
I know you
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
MSM
I know you from the way you bring out the absolute best in me
I know you from the way you push me to do things I’m scared of
I know you because you’re always there to catch me when things go wrong
I know you because you make the little things in life fun

I know you by how you believe in me more than even I do
I know you by the way you’ve taught me to believe in love and all those sappy songs
I know you by how you stood by me when others didn’t
I know you by how you’re able to understand me more than anyone can

I know you from the way I hate you
I hate you because I can’t live without you,
So I know you and you know me
And baby that’s the way I always want it to be .....
(MSM)
 Jan 2018 Bellvadear
She Writes
I either give one hundred percent
Or nothing

With me
There is no in between

I love with all my heart
I lose myself

Always putting others feelings
And happiness above my own

One of the hardest lessons
I have had to learn is

That you can give someone the world
And still not have a place in it
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