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 Aug 2024 Caroline Shank
Syomone
What made
us so beautiful
Is that we
were never
likely to happen,
And here we are;
Pretending
to be oblivious
To the obvious
love waves
Bouncing back
and forth
Between
our hearts
This thing
Is a never
ending start...
Where the moments
we are meant to share,
Are carelessly
forced apart.
Remember,
the best things in life are free

...plus tax
...license
...and recycling fee
~
Precious Padma
You dearest aquatic flower
You grew in murky waters
Unblemished by its impurity
But come they did
To ****** your petals
And leave you a burning stem
Never can they take from you
The spirit of your plainsong
It continues to grow in your sisters
And in a time and season so near
They will sing your hymn
As one substantial voice
The changing winds will then
Lift it higher

~
On Thursday, December 5, 2019, a 23-year-old **** victim from Unnao, India was seized by five men, including the two people she had named in her previous complaint to the police, and beaten, stabbed and set on fire. Still ablaze, she walked nearly a mile, seeking help before finally calling the police herself. She later died in a New Delhi hospital, prompting protests of violence against women.
 Apr 2024 Caroline Shank
nivek
waves
 Apr 2024 Caroline Shank
nivek
waves of sound hit the air
flaming at point of resistance
burning across synapse
 Apr 2024 Caroline Shank
nivek
being slowly refined
sometimes alarmingly so
 Apr 2024 Caroline Shank
nivek
glimpses through the veil
and Sunlight across the sea

the communication of mirrored faces
and the touch of eternity
 Apr 2024 Caroline Shank
S R Mats
Your plane through pink clouds,
At sunrise, my sinking heart.
Heart breaking, you, departing.
Your plane through pink clouds
Departed, and the sky
And I am empty.
The sun was so blind
Can't see in front
Of me
Good thing
Morndreaming
Exists
I missed my turn
And still you made it
Into my heart
I made a new word. Daydreaming while driving  in the early morning
~
Absorption lines

Lagrange points

interstellar fingerprints

she played with time, variable starfield's constitution

the reply from space
as light through the canopy
heard in upward glissandos:

"Tonight I'm only made of moonlight..."

~
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