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 Nov 2016 Kush
Willard Wells
Choices in life are often limited,
the wise choice is not always the profitable
or quick profit, but the pain
in your body and stress in your life,

Is directly connected to these choices.

Is it better to slowly gain your goals,
being there to enjoy the fruits of your labor,
or push so hard that others enjoy your labors,
as they lay you to rest?

The choices we make today
have a direct bearing on our future.
That future can be tomorrow or
10 years from now.

Each day we have to make
a decision of where we are going,
where we want to be.
Life is a journey. Peace be with you.

May you choose your path wisely.
 Oct 2016 Kush
Taylor Hahn
The place you sail off in your dreams
A land so sweet and almost serene
This is where you are a king

The grass grows too tall
And the winds crack like whips
You can sail for hours upon little navy ships

Here there are no rules
No restrictions to limit your freedoms
Here you are no one but yourself
A child with what some would call demons

Here they are anything but,
The one you call your friends
For this land is where they roam
The wild ones
Will always be let in
 Oct 2016 Kush
Elizabeth Squires
the current prognosis
is looking very grim
twitter's share price has
taken quite a trim

already RIPs have been
posted on the net
which has so saddened
the twittering set

it hasn't faired well
against Facebook
that is why its flimsy
foundations shook

after a while the minute
by minute style of it
proved not to be such
a fabulous hit

investors withdrew
from the iffy trade
they became aware of its
sinking lade

stocks aren't going to improve
so the pundits say
would seem that the chirp
has faded away
The night is still - frozen,
Goodbyes are forced, not chosen.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Oct 2016 Kush
the Voice Without
The stars
Once ceaseless
Infinite
Now sprinkle the dark
As if accidents
Tiny holes
Peppering the black
With their hopeful presence ​

Only the brightest are permitted to shine
While the rest lay trapped  
Behind the blanket of dusk
Which is cool upon the skin
And warm within my heart

But I will break it open
Uncaging the sky
Allowing weaker stars to see the world
Before dawn comes again

Awestruck
I will breathe them in
Before back out
Into the night
They will ascend
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