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 Jul 2017 The Writer
Nico Julleza
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A little bit of summer
a little bit of breeze
in the days of warmer
love has so much-
to bring, come let us sing

A little bit of freesia
a little bit of lilac
never can resist a scent
-of Ms. Narine
Ogles, a morning scene

A little bit of sunshine
a little bit of eventide
caress upon the shores
-of such imagery,
passions of immortality

A little bit of cosmos
a little bit of crocus
in a glebe-like galaxy
stars white as daphne
from a garden of syzygy

A little bit of cerulean
a little bit of vermilion
shimmers the lucid lake
with trout's and doves
Golly! autumn is awake

A little bit of plowing
a little bit of sow
the hard workers of
-those pumpkins
reaps a stewful of zin

A little bit of snow
a little bit of flail
fly away as butterflies
hibernate as snails
Forging! a winters gale

A little bit of details
a little bit of trail
from dew drops of-
a frozen rose, icicles on
a drowsy bear’s nose

A little bit of sleeping
a little bit of wait
till the sun comes up  
gray clouds strew away
spring is here to stay

A little bit of sprout
a little bit of grow
And can it be, on thee
an Epiphany shows
the Lords glorious prose
#sing #flowers #seasons #nature #God #colors

Thank-you soo much for all the great poet who red, liked, and commented on this poem.

Don't you just sigh when Seasons Sing...?

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 Jul 2017 The Writer
Nobody
Broke
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Nobody
Time is on your side,
what a beautiful lie;
so many reasons to cry,
so many wishes to die.
Spare time is worse,
to reflect on your curse.
When life moves this slow
you prefer a physical blow.
You just want to go,
you’re sick of feeling alone.
You quit asking why
when you’re too tired to try.
You barely get by
and long for the end.
This hand you were dealt
you can’t ever amend.
You'd rather fold,
It's getting so old.
Your life's a joke,
even with money;
you'll always be broke.
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Nobody
Lies
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Nobody
Go speak what you want
and claim what you please,
don't wonder about the outcome
or whoever sees.

Yeah they all hurt,
but you don't care
since it’ll happen again.
They spew right out,
and blend right in.

They belong to you now
since all trust went away,
it's all you have left
and they're here to stay.

No time to dwell or doubt
for tomorrow too,
new ones will flow
just pretend they're true.

You’re not troubled by the price
It's easy to do,
you look in their eyes
and lie: 'I love you too'.
The moon hung high in the sky,
I was floating on waves of affection,
You held me grounded in your arms.

My heart races with something unknown.
The sand was cool beneath my feet,
But wrapped in your arms I was warm.

The ocean sang a song to the moon,
Caught in its rhythm we danced,
We tripped, kissed and laughed at unspoken jokes.
Hearts pounding frantically for each other.

On the beach with you,
Bathed in silver light,
I let love flow through me
Healed and happy in you arms.
Couldn't think of a name but I kind of like this one.
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Autumn Rose
Sailing through the
midnight sky,
Sailing through the
midnight sea,
in a boat of moon.

Fishing for my dream,
so far
Fishing for my dream,
so near
My rope - a single moonbeam
and my bait- one silver star
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Jackie Mead
Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
Looking around, being there
What is that I do declare
It's a big wide world for all to share

Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
I am present whilst you are there
Do you see me when I see thee?
Do you stand and stare because I am there?

Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
You look like someone I used to know
Do I move forward or shall I go?
Shall I turn and say hello?

Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
Do I belong with you there?
Do I have a future here?
Shall I stay or should I fear?

Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
Looking around at all that's here
I'm glad I stayed and worked it out
I no longer fear what's about

Eyes Wide Open, I stand and stare
Looking around, being there
What is that I do declare
It's a big wide world I no longer fear
 Jul 2017 The Writer
Xyns
Have you tasted the salt in the air?
Blown with wind,
Love, this tension hasn't given in.

Can you feel the sharpness in the air?
The desperate stinging wind,
Like knives, it cuts, it wounds the skin.

Did you hear my name in the air?
Fate whispered in your ear,
Sadly, you fled, riddled with fear.

Do you smell the musk in the air?
"A cavity in my chest"
I see you know that phrase best.

Could you feel the loss in the air?
As you looked in my eyes,
And let my reality be based in lies.

...
And will you miss me, dear,
Once you notice I'm no longer here?
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