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 May 2014 Curtis
NuurSeraph
There is a Softness in the Shadows,
On a breezy, Sun~filled Day.
Splashing Contrast divides the Colors,
trading within the shade,
An interlacing patchwork, Arrangement by Rotation,
Earth's Grandly Spun Bouquet.

Movement amongst the shifting Patterns,
playfulness in~All direction,
Like children chasing randomness, Laughing in the garden
that echoes through with effortless, nonchalant Expression.

Eastwardly to Westwardly,
Tracing loftily between Tree leaves, Mountains broad projectories, deepening the Shadows Shade,
Yawned in stretching reach,
Duality of Accolades,
like Coastlines of a Beach.

Lost in Lover's parting Kiss,
In Amorphous Amore,
Animates explicitly,
A shy Shadow's story.
Into the deep embrace of Night,
A lingering at Sunset's Crest,
Hallowed out in Shadow's shade,
Sewing~dreamy patchwork Seams
of Fabric feathered Sleep.
Intro + Middle + Outro
 May 2014 Curtis
betterdays
going to try counting poems,
thoughts, things....

one....singular...seperate
     alone......
but are we really
.......in my head....there are
so many other voices...alive
and dead....providing...insight
.....opinion......pathways....
derisi­on....
they are all up there in the penut gallery...generations
back......family friends...people i read about in a book...peoples....whose book i read....oprah and the self help gang.....that dude on utube...and the talking cat.....
all in there...waiting with baited breath...all with two cents or more..sometime a whole dollar, even if it is a day late...
my own personal cheersquad,muppet show
critics, have a go,quit while your ahead, be a hero, your nothing but a zero, live life till your dead, don't run with scissors, take a break,c'mon get happy
all this and more...rolling
round my head...like abag of loose marbles....
so not.... one....singular...seperate
           alone.....

more ..... many ..... lots
               legion

             vying for
15minutes on the throne
now...this may be
something.......or not
coffee...kicked in
so much for counting....
*linked to still...nothing

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 May 2014 Curtis
betterdays
must have got a dud
coffee.....still nothing
brewing, nothing clicking
over.... just open prarie space....not even a cliched
tumbleweed......
........ god.... hope i have n't
lost my brain.......
linked to nope...nothing.

sorry guys this may be as good as it gets today....i suppose....even words need
a holiday....see... still zip
 May 2014 Curtis
betterdays
woke up with nothing....
....stirring...in my brain.
a field unploughed.
a path yet to be trodden.

my eyes, blinking,
at the scarifiying sun.

my mouth, dry and barren

my bladder, shouting.

and my foot, fizzing
with nueralgia....
burning and itchy.
from forgetting the
medicinaltriptrap....

nope.....still got nothing.
still, quiet as a sleeping
churchmous. ....up there.....
....in the brilliance pavilion.

let me.... get back to you......
been a big week, forgot  to
take my tablet last night....
now all a i can think about
are the pins and needles in my still healing ankle, broken earlier this year...nerve firbres still reforming..... not leasant at all.
 May 2014 Curtis
ilina286
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 May 2014 Curtis
ilina286
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When it's late at night
And I'm all alone
What can i do
Except think of you.
 May 2014 Curtis
SG Holter
King Oak
 May 2014 Curtis
SG Holter
This familiar road. Same bus
Every morning for
Seven years,
Yet never
Noticed

The oak tree
On that field
Until
Now.

A majestic crown of
Darkest green upon
Wood as solid as
Boats and homes.

Growing as slowly
As it wants.

It can.
 May 2014 Curtis
SG Holter
I found -in the shadow of a
Crane rigged and ready- that
I couldn't help myself.

Took a ladder to the huge sphere
Of chipped and battered iron,  
And threw one leg on either
Side of the chain.

Sang leaning and rocking
Into the walkie talkie
As my foreman spat his
Coffee not to choke; laughing along
With Swedes, Polish, Lithuanians
And Norwegians alike.

Miley. Bringing people
Together.
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