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To love
the present
from the past

To love
the future
with the present

To love
the future
besides the past

To love
the past
without a future
 Nov 2020 Sydney
Nat
Last time I dined with the sea she was calm and ******
Stretching the sun’s purple cloak on her as if she were an artist
Indolent and cold in her cheap, scruffy room
There where the wine flows medicinally
and 1+1=1
My love, in your hair I’ll weave my map and the sun I’ll leave on your bedside table
The sea I’ll pour in my bottle for when I get thirsty on the road..
Time to go now…My Ithaca is waiting!
 Nov 2020 Sydney
Em Glass
It’s possible to love someone
beyond their demons. The devil
was an angel and all that. It’s
possible to stay inside and still
be free men. Please just put
down the monster-- that’s
not your hat.
Day 223...
 Nov 2020 Sydney
Poppy
Light was drained as darkness grew
Revealing each shining star
Each used to map out the future

The moon gives a subtle glow
Providing comfort while we lay awake
For it’s such a pleasure to bask in its glory

You could stare at the sky everyday
and still you would not see everything it has to offer
 Nov 2020 Sydney
Safana
I shouted,
no one care
I cried hard
and the tears
remained, I
finally decided
to said to air
PRAYER IS POWER

For us and for everyone,  always say a prayer small.

Sets us this on the way to progress, preventing downfall.

Prayers help build bridges and destroys it, many a wall.

A  prayer is directly a lightening trunk call.

No agents, no messages required, not even a prayer hall;

Yet  assured I am,  a prayer stands absolutely tall, above all.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
 Oct 2020 Sydney
Lyn-Purcell
Shade
 Oct 2020 Sydney
Lyn-Purcell
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Been a while since I did a concrete poem.
The formatting should be fine on the computer and tablet, it may look a little weird on the phone. To be honest, I've been feeling more tired and lethargic than ever, but yet the fire burns hot when I think of writing...and how much of a blessing it is to me.
Many times where I feel I should stop, I always end up with a pen back in hand.
Though I feel as if I am not worthy of this gift due to my regrets and poor choices of the past, the voices of the stories still linger in me.
And I despite all my flaws and imperfections, I do wish to bring them to life, as they so rightfully deserve.

I'm still working on extending the Women of Myth list, so it'll be postponed for a little longer but I will be sure to let you all know when it's back. I just have a lot of reading to do, haha.
Be back soon.
Stay safe and well, everyone.
Much love and air hugs,
Lyn ***
 Oct 2020 Sydney
Eric the Red
1000
 Oct 2020 Sydney
Eric the Red
For all those
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Where my heart
Still said
Goodnight
To yours...
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