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when the birds are singing and the sun is bright
it makes you feel so happy and fills you with delight
flowers in the garden putting on a show
with lots of different colors to give your heart a glow

fills you full of joy makes life seem worthwhile.
such a lovely day makes you want to smile
makes you feel so happy makes you feel so whole
brightens up your day puts love in to your soul.
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Bear Feelings
Early rays of light
they shine down to the window
my love she's on my right
with my face laid to the pillow

I lie awake and wonder
where she is right now
is she on a ship thats sailing
somewhere high amongst the clouds

Or is she simply sleeping
to wake her would be wrong
and as i stir about she speaks
"i hope you were not waiting long"
breaking the dimensional boundaries of the human experience.
***** cat ***** cat come and sit with me
climb upon my chair and sit upon my knee

***** cat ***** cat i can hear you purr
happy and content as i stroke your fur

***** cat ***** cat how i love you so
you always make me happy and give my heart a glow.

***** cat ***** cat you belong to me
friends for evermore we will always be.
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Ryan Jakes
Smile
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Ryan Jakes
You smiled today,
just for a second,
and your smile lit a spark
that coloured the cosmos with love.
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Wanderer
Kiss Me
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Wanderer
A butterfly kiss like a smile in the wind
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Anastasia Webb
Soft as snow you lay your body down
and let the rain tattoo pretty patterns all over
your imperfect skin, let it
fill your gaping mouth, and creep like
clear crystal slugs over your nails, exploring all
your forbidden territories and seeping
past your skin. Like a lover,
pitter-patter, the weight of a single word/raindrop
can crease you up.

Pure blue, sleek seal skin you have,
smiling in the sunshine with all the yellow
rays and all the light pink transparent hexagons
sparkling the sky.

Clear as turquoise water stones,
your eyes open and stretch their potential,
lashes all dark and thick and water-splattered.

Softer now you smile. Needles out and
skin soaked in rain and sunshine.
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Tatianna
Out of all the flowers I chose you,I chose you because you were a flower that stood out in the garden, bright and bold. You looked as if you were never hurt, nor did you want anyone to hurt you. I choose you because you looked so delicate, and I promise to never hurt you.
Messing around with words.
 Mar 2015 RuthAnne
Adam Jones
My precious porcelain flower
Full chrysanthemum lips
Soft aster pillows, and cold smooth skin
Sapphire stones warm my bones
And sooth my aching core
My precious porcelain flower
Oh how I do adore
I love pretty girls
I saw the world in bright colors,
A brilliant yellow and orange hue,
A hint of pink and a splash of red,
A sky blue full of hopes and dreams,
And bright green, the color of life

My laughing was the colour yellow,
My lips were the orange hue,
My smiles were pink with a splash of red,
My happiness was the color blue as it shone in my eyes,
And green was the color of my soul.

But my friends, they took advantage of my colors..
They stole them to paint their own canvas
They scraped the hues,
They took what color I had left
And kept it all to themselves.

Instead of helping me, they tore me down
Using my radiance as a tool for their success,
Killing me from the inside,
My colors running dry,
My smiles becoming less and less each day.

Now I don't know who I am anymore,
My colors are all in disarray,
They've tainted my mind with this colorless feeling,
A feeling of being dead inside,
Slowly decaying and falling into the void of non-existence.

I'm colorless... a heart of black and white,
My eyes a gray of darkest shade,
Colorless, Colorless...
My soul is now an ugly black,
The lines of life blurring to gray each day.

You stare in horror at the monster I've become..
Why don't you like your own creation?
I offered you my kindness, you twisted it and shifted,
This is who I am now,
Don't you like your own masterpiece you created?

My mind is going crazy, but is it really my fault?
Thoughts racing through my head,
I'm colorless now, a canvas of black and white,
Maybe I can try to find some color and save myself...
The color red now drips down my arms...
Colorless, Colorless... black and white splattered with blood...
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