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 Mar 2018 Grey mirror
Polar
Miki
 Mar 2018 Grey mirror
Polar
I hear the rhythmic clapping
And feel the pounding of feet on the ground
As dust swirls and dances around
While I sit facing the sun
In all her divine beauty.
Encased in the wood of the red gum tree,
I am at peace.
Burnum carves my totem outside
Surrounded by holy men,
Loved ones and ancestors.
This is my signifier and protection.
I am Miki the moon
Recently returned to my tribe
Heeding the call of the spirits.
My people mourn deeply
But know I will come again
To be at one with them,
First I must commune with the great creator
Rainbow spirit of the sky
For now is the time for dreaming.
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Dev
IX
 Mar 2018 Grey mirror
Dev
IX

She just wants to be loved
Sent all hope from high above
Eyes like a cavern
Hair like a cage
Open her book, turn the page.

Walk through the streets, see and smell the air
See its better up here than it is down there
See here you can be happy, here you are safe.
Here there are no mirrors screaming in your face

Be a little a better, must escape a little more
To feel a little better, means to feel nothing more
And if I should leave for there, I’ll leave a reason why
I’ll be the sun shining in your darkest sky

Daytime never ends, the streets are always empty.
People walking past, all these thoughts, they are so tempting
Let bubblegum girl lead you to where you want to go.
She’s travelled all these places, she knows all the roads

Run through the field, theres flowers everywhere
Moments passing by, no one has a moment to spare.
Let the breeze linger, trace some smiles with your finger
In a moment you’ll forget all the pain.

To be a little a better, must escape a little more
To feel a little better, means to feel nothing more
And if I should leave for there, I’ll leave a reason why
I’ll be the sun shining in your darkest sky
An old piece, it was written as lyrics to a song
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WL Schuett
She listened as
the silence filled her being .
She knew the flowers were broken
as was the stillness in the woods.
Malice of Starlight.
Brittle with frost ,
Adrift
Tribeless
in the naked night of dreams
Her lava flowed
In an unrelenting
Quiet fire of silence .

She needed a resurrection
As her storm broke volcanic.
With a simple but deadly logic
She hung on the moon .
A raining heart plucked
From a midnight stream of wraith .

As her stream rushed darkly
Beneath a meadow of ****** white
The eastern sky started to glow .
A whisper in the air ,
A softening light
Troubadours abound
and sing her sad song .

Her soft whisper was first
felt on the last coast of midnight
A wounded soul,
highly wrought pain .
An owl flew low and hid
by the lonely crippled creek .

Past the quivering lips of dawn
a bitter seed erupts
Like the falling bliss
of an ancient creed .
Epic silence
Except for the crunch
As she steps to the grass .
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White Widow
This Valentine verse
is just for you
In case appreciation seems
Overdue
(Like the Hannah Montana Movie from the Library...)...

My Daughter you are the
Light in my life.
You make me smile with Love
Thru all the strife.

When your voice calls, "Mom!"
I feel complete.
You curl up beside me
Our favorite seat.
Our time together
(tho we wish more)
Is greater than a gift
From ANY store!

I know you remember
The Family Way
I wanted to remind you
This Valentine's Day...
               YOU
                       ARE
                                LOVED!!
Thinking of you
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Oscar Wilde
Out of the mid-wood’s twilight
Into the meadow’s dawn,
Ivory limbed and brown-eyed,
Flashes my Faun!

He skips through the copses singing,
And his shadow dances along,
And I know not which I should follow,
Shadow or song!

O Hunter, snare me his shadow!
O Nightingale, catch me his strain!
Else moonstruck with music and madness
I track him in vain!
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Sjr1000
Aging is confusing
How old would you be
if you didn't know how old you are

Microwave ovens
Kitchen range timers
Updates too
Timers all around ticking down
ticking down our time
You might think of this
as you make your rounds

Sunrises
Sunsets
Good morning
Goodnight

5 minutes to go
Forty seconds
I know

Ding goes the timer
Another day is done

I guess in the end
it's
five four three two one.
How old would you be...is a Satchel Paige quote, he was an ageless pitcher, actually no one knew how old he really was, legend has it he pitched well into his sixties
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