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 Nov 2014 Jordan
Devon Webb
Pointy shoulder blade
- yours - digging into my cheek
Comfortable pain.

Now you hold my hand
Fingers threaded between mine
Hold it forever.

Interlocking limbs
You draw me in closer still:
Don't ever let go.

Fingertips tracing
(Please excuse my sweaty back)
Painting words on skin.

Your lips against mine
Tongues searching for an answer
How it came to this.

Though we won't complain
Laugh it off in the morning -
Just please don't forget.
Something I wrote a while ago, all in haikus
 Nov 2014 Jordan
Gary
Walking through the midnight air
Thinking of the times we shared
You were sunshine I was sky
Nothing could stop us Except the time
Time of what Wonder I do
As we change so do faces, streets and time But that still won’t change The memories that I find
This picture stays to my brain
Then this way your still the same
Without sunshine You can’t see sky
Now I’m fading Since you said goodbye Without sunshine There is no more sky This is the end.
                        FAREWELL
                                            my sunshine
 Nov 2014 Jordan
Juneau
Pep talk
 Nov 2014 Jordan
Juneau
Cheer up son, stop acting so inane.
Before this is over, you'll go through this again.
You'll take hits in life. When this happens don't complain.
There are hardships in life, of which we cannot refrain.
Embrace your struggles. Just try and maintain.
Dissect each hardship and learn to ascertain.
First you must lose before you will gain.
The best lessons in life are taught from our pain.
October 9, 2014
 Nov 2014 Jordan
Juneau
On the edge of the Milky Way, way, way out in space
There's this planet called Earth; we've all heard of this place
A place where all the inhabitants are a complete disgrace
They allow millions to starve, while a few stuff their face
And no matter the size of their knowledge base
They can never understand one another and begin to efface
With their swords, knives, guns, bullets and bombs all apace
They will soon go at one another in a nuclear arms embrace
They have the ability to end themselves in one last Coup de Grace
....and with disparaging tones, we call them, the human race
".... and we call ourselves the human race." - John F. Kennedy

November 18, 2014
 Nov 2014 Jordan
-Ben-
Feeling it
 Nov 2014 Jordan
-Ben-
Stretching my fingers
to reach it
moving my hands
to feel it

it means:
the joy in your eyes
the love on your skin
the hope in your thoughts
the smile on your face
 Nov 2014 Jordan
Gary
Self appreciation-
Poetry is like the soul
The soul being a bird
A Bird singing in it’s field,
Carrying it’s wounded heart
Across a bare land of hope
In search of it’s dreams.
As a blind man,
can hear every note from the bird precisely and accurately.
A deaf man can see all her beautiful vivid colors in her feathers.
Trying to build strength along they way Not to lose faith On each of their hardened journey.
Facing the reality of each their own dreams truth, One on one.
Taking the time,
Looking in their minds mirror,
Giving thanks to their soul’s For the life it has given to them.
Thanking their life for Building a complete fulfilling memory Of accomplishing the greatest of ones deepest sincerities in goals.
-Pure Inner Strength
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