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 Feb 2016 Sin
katie
birds
 Feb 2016 Sin
katie
the birds
are lining up in rows
outside my window,
a song interspersed
between a highway
& a radio
& I wonder why
they don't explore
further ashore;
fly to a moor where air is    
pure & wings can soar
or a mountain passé
where sun warms their soft
feathered backs,
but they choose here,      
where sky is not clear
& telephone wires hang 
where trees used to stand.
If this last trace of wild 
were to up & leave, 
I fear this city would shatter,
their melody; the glue
weaving us together.
 Feb 2016 Sin
Muck monster
I dont want to be the bold words
Yelling to be noticed

Nor the italics
Wanting to be different

Not even the commas and periods
That set the pace and flow

I want to be the silence
The beauty unheard

Present in all works, that's what i want to be
Nothing more than the spaces in between
 Feb 2016 Sin
john p green
I was torn asunder
Till you pieced together
My Soul.
 Feb 2016 Sin
The Dedpoet
Mother
 Feb 2016 Sin
The Dedpoet
" There is a name of God on every
Child's lips, and the word is
Mother"

    I looked upon her body
That began to leave itself
Suddenly into some stairway
I could not see in my grief.
    
    Mother of the Light,
You took the dawn with you.

The gilded heights that took
You, not the blameless bullet,
But the fleece of flesh you wore,
Now shed to spread your wings,
       Watch over you children's
Children mother of biological blood.
   Cover every atom, every electron,
With your mist that went away in
A flash, your delicate nature be blessed
Hovering over the earth.

    Ceremony of children,
Loving a mother never stops.
Dedicated to my Mother, Yolanda Hernandez Gonzales
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