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 Aug 2016 Jay Dee
David Murphy
Swimming along the bed of the night sky,
The Rat lurked to appear and disappear between the luminatons of bystanding street lights too ignorant to notice.
Stealing into your big city garden.
With mischief to make.
Hopefully not again.
This time.
 Aug 2016 Jay Dee
David Murphy
Give an infant a blank canvas and paints and watch him instantaneously dress the white square with sloppy lines of reds, blues and yellows.
Crossing each other in no logical sequence.
Mixing into awful shades of greens and browns.
But observe his face as he does so.
And you will see his face flushed with joy,
With every rush of the brush.
With no designated design in mind.
He loves to paint.

Give an adult a blank canvas and paints.
And the first thing he'll ask you is;
"What do you want me to paint?"
pink scars
peppered her lithe limbs
flower petals incised
on peach skin

moss coursed
withered yellow-brick channels
sloping loosely down
the crooked river mouth

clouds bulged
glazed heavily over the sun
like a flashlight
engulfed in sheets

lightning sliced
the pane of sky splintered
air ignited instantly
and danced around us
 Aug 2016 Jay Dee
SteffyWeffy
My body has bruises from you hitting me.
You should see my heart though; it’s broken because of you.
I don't know how much more I can take of this abuse.
You said you loved me, I believed you.
 Aug 2016 Jay Dee
SøułSurvivør
~~<♢>~~

i wrote a poem
in a book
and left it in the rain
a masterpiece
to say the least
now nothing but a stain

i crossed the
Himalayas
went to the farthest shore
wrote by hand
upon the sand
it's not there anymore

i found a piece of granite
of Mt Rushmore size
broke 2 hammers
and a chisel
carving only lies
o'r the years i prized it
thought it was just grand
but with the wind
erosion
will turn it into sand


but there is a tablet
that's been there from the start
don't find it odd
i write of God

He's written on my

HEART!



SoulSurvivor
(C) 8/15/2016
When you write of God you write with indelible ink!

Thanks to Bill Hughes
and his poem "SomeDays"
For the inspiration ♡
 Aug 2016 Jay Dee
Amjad Alkadasi
I
   Never
               Stopped
                               Loving
                                             You ,

                                                    I
        ­                                    Just
                        ­    Stopped
           Showing
      It
Quoted from unknown.
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