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 Jul 2018 Jolan Lade
Ciel Noir
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 Jun 2018 Jolan Lade
Steve Page
She called me her curved love handle
Always there to hold
A perfect fit for her loving hands
As we lovingly enfold

She called me her gentle spoon rest
A constant solid comfort
Shaped to scoop her perfectly
As we both dozed and slumbered

She called me her hot water bottle
Filled to the brim with warmth
Easily raising heat by degrees
Against advancing cold fronts

She called me to say her goodbyes
She said it wasn't working
She'd found a man less domesticated
And one far less demanding
Sometimes we experience relationships very differently
 Jun 2018 Jolan Lade
Ciel Noir
One time there was a little snake

Who said, why are the mice afraid?

The other snakes said I don't know,

For I have never killed a mouse!

And so the snake said,

I know! I will go and meet them at their house

The mice came to their windows

And they saw the tiny little snake.

It's one of THEM! They shouted.

They thought she was there to **** them all.

For you see, the larger snakes,

For thousands and thousands of years

Had killed millions and millions of mice

Which was the reason for their fear.

The little snake knew none of this.

She never had eaten a mouse

She only ate spiders and bugs

She slithered right up to the house

The mice came out by the dozens

And bit and scratched the little snake

She had just come to say hello

She thought there must be some mistake

They cut her into little pieces

And there came from them a cheer:

Hip hip hooray! We've killed the snake!

Now we won't have to live in fear.

You see, the mice had no idea

Just how many snakes there were

They thought they'd killed the only one

They thought that they had won the war

And so the little mice came out

And danced upon the little grave

Not knowing that the smell of blood

Had drawn a hissing knot of snakes

These larger snakes ate all the mice

And spilled their blood upon the land

The little snake could see no more

But if she could, she'd understand.
 Jun 2018 Jolan Lade
eileen
My heart is an open window
Breeze coming in
Sunlight shines
moonlight glows

I have been thinking of you

Now that you're leaving
I'm not prepared to be sad

My heart
is open
for you to stay

I'll close it soon
Won't you come inside

I've loved you so much

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It's all gone to waste

I don't want your empty love
Please go away
 May 2018 Jolan Lade
Ciel Noir
Some people look for thunderstorms
Some people for sunshine
No matter what you're looking for
Seek and ye shall find

Some people look for aliens
Some people look for God
And even through the deepest storm
Lightning finds its rod
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