Ma Cherie Sep 2017

I'm sorry I'm away
my minds been in  knot
untie me muse
before I think I die!
I need to write again
in lyrical content
it chokes me up
I think I'll even cry!

Ma Cherie © 2017

Seriously can't think too much going on? ;/
  Sep 2017 Ma Cherie
Pagan Paul

Tapioca sky,

feel the knife curve
like a Moon-hook,

wrenching a tourmaline gash
into hallucinating gums,

ritualised in immortal agony.

Lemon clouds,

see the portrait smile
like a nightmare,

feasting on famine entrails,
of sacrificed words,

scything off the tongue.

© Pagan Paul (2017)

Old psychedelic poem.
  Sep 2017 Ma Cherie
Liz Balise

Odd color
of trifling light
Flitting petal
emerged from asphalt's
heated slumber
to lead some airy way--

The road forgot

Sometimes there is a moment that deserves forever....
Ma Cherie Sep 2017

Love can be so fleeting
like the brightly shining sun
to leave you feeling sorely burned sometimes
or relieved when days are finally done
times to leave you feeling empty or leave you feeling perfect- full
sometimes love is high so grand
sometimes there is a quiet lull
sometimes it's awful easy true
other times
it's like a stupid an
stubborn bull

either way
- we always seek it
elusive like a distant dream
we chase it an ever wander on
to seek a perfect shining gleem,
like the rays of the sweet
warm sunshine
to finally bask in the
lovely glowing beam

that's what love is I think.

Copyright Ma Cherie 2017 still having trouble but trying anyway to write that is having trouble with the system here
Ma Cherie Sep 2017

crickets & cicadas
chirp the silence
as good morning
tries to peek
from skies of grey
then all of a sudden
it goes quiet

as if they have
just nothing
left to say
as a breeze comes through
the curtain
an the trees an leaves
softly begin to
dance an sway
clapping for their sweet sunshine
for her love has been so long away
they wish to burn in chlorophyll
soo they need for her to stay
Ma Cherie

still having computer trouble here tried everything i know this is crazy couldn't finish this  ;/
Ma Cherie Sep 2017

let's not do a poem
that is really too cliche
let's write a poem about love what does it mean to love
to really try an love someone
to truly have their back
to really have their six
to love them through all the weather
and when you end up old
and sick
and sometimes it ain't what you think that girl she ain't your pick
when every day is done
she will love the
earth you walk.
to kiss you hold you sweetly
an to listen when you talk
to understand an to go inside your mind
an take your hand to walk
along the path of kufr
upon a sandy beach
h to dive with in the old swamp

I don't know what's going on here poets but this is all I could write it won't let me write anymore!? So this is what you get love you - Ma
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