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Today I saw a man
He was sitting by the road
I couldn't see his face
But, his feelings...well, they showed

All of his belongings
Were beside him in a cart
I wanted to approach
But, my feet just wouldn't start

Today I saw a man
Picking butts up from the street
I crossed the road to pass him
And our paths, they didn't meet

He was searching in the gutter
For tobacco for a smoke
I didn't venture near him
Just in case he spoke

Today I saw a man
Sleeping in the park
It was early in the morning
It wasn't even dark

He was covered with a jacket
With a paper by his head
He slept just like a child
He looked like he was dead

Today I saw a man
In fatigues and baseball cap
Saluting at the cenotaph
I felt my heart fall to my lap

He saluted ramrod perfect
As just a soldier can
today, I learned a lesson
Today...I saw a Man
.


Perhaps a sense of pure magic remains ..... (?)

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Downtrodden

(The principalities are at war )

:::

The people talk revolution and go to sleep

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The child in the crib

Knows of prison

And every lie

Ever been told



Maybe some magic remains

//

She

Sits on the mountain

Plays her flute

And dreams


.
Upon this starry night
In a breath of sparkling life
My grand-daughter was born
In a world full of beauty
As well as traps and snares
She faces her first dawn
And we can give no more than love
Nor offer more than guidance
And vow only to be constant
For that is more than so many have

And so I whisper to her

You are made of bright newness
Innocent of prejudice
So to yourself be true
For many would give you their bigotries
Sell you their corrupted histories
But your truth lies within you
You, the blood of my blood
The child of my child
Have moved me beyond reason
At the wonder of creation

                                     By Phil Roberts
Katie is now a lovely young lady at uni :)
Your love for me was like glass
Born of fire, moulded by a strangers hand,
Fragile;
Your loving words twinkled to the floor like so many stars
But all sharp edges and broken incompleteness;
And you left me to pick up the pieces,
Fingers bleeding,
And I saw my face reflected in the mess that you'd made;
Fragmented,
Damaged,
Broken,
I still haven't put myself back together.
We have something very magical me and her
something that bonds us like no others
by night we sleep in a wonderful embrace
we never move apart she is so near to me
that I can hear her beating heart

So close we have been
even from the very beginning
two peas in a pod
two lovers with the same mind
and by night she is all mine

My loves laughter is infectious
joy all all that she brings to me
I truly love her like no other
to me she is my soul mate
an artist a sister and lover

By night her eyes smile
she is that crafted type
and when we are apart
a little part of me stays with her
and by night does sing to her


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
 Mar 2016 Nikki Pingrey
M Blake
I want to make you real
I want to write you into being,
teach you how to feel.
Can I be the song you sing;
can my every keystroke heal?

Let my touch reach beyond fiber and cord,
to reach you where you cry alone
so you know that you're adored.
Discounting the distance we'll both be home;
though apart we have found a sweet accord.

This is my conspiracy
to speak to you so sweetly
that you forget life's maddening pain
and in your heart let self-love reign.
Do not tell me to be fine
Do not ask why i have given up!
look around you, surrounded by currents of evil
I am not talking about ghosts and demons
The only enemy known in these lives are ourselves
Humans create destruction, chaos and pain...
Born into a world of work hard then worker harder!

Maybe i want to be free, free from this imprisonment we call society...
I want to be out of the reaches from money making politicians and children craving men, why should that even be a problem?

Do not dare ever call someone a coward for taking their own lives!
Do not make someone feel bad for wanting more...
Life is the cruelest gift anyone can receive, so ****** remember to live because nothing is worse than laying on your deathbed and your final thought being regret.
Never settle for a life given to you, make your life your own x
 Mar 2016 Nikki Pingrey
Brett W
I reread what I wrote last year
And even the year before that
I still feel the same was as before
The same person, just now older
Still listening to the same music
Playing the same silly games
Watching the same TV shows
Even still having feelings for her
It has been over 2 years now
Since we went our different ways
Almost 3 years since last seeing her
And I thought the wait would end
But I told myself a lie, like I always do
I still can't move on, I don't know why
One thing I do know is I haven't changed
I'm still the same, pathetic person today
As I was a year ago, and the year before
I want to change, I want to be able to forget
But that's clearly not happening yet
Sorry for the lack of posting lately. Been busy and stressed. Writing this at nearly 3am when I have school in a few hours. Oh well. Still haven't changed
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