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tip toes to an imaginary line
drawn in the sand,
speaks in shadows,

tenderness, raw and sharp.

raised by wolves
she chews to the bone.

kiss the wind
my love is gone.
 7d RED
Tom
Once upon a dainty hill
sat old castle of a young king
not busied by ***** thrills
but in the realm, fair Muse did sing

sorry as such
to trouble you sire
but farmer, lady and great squire
are, unto you, to enquire
how it is the sun makes such fire

to this the young king
furrowed his brow
and scratched his chin
and pondered how

eight days did pass
and woe betide
the pressing question
found no bride

the elders of the castle old
let fairy tales of disorder unfold

a great dragon they say
lit the sun
after finding itself lost
and on the run
from a shadow giant
of world unseen

but the tales of course
were all but dreams.

A little voice
filled the air
with light and weightless
soulful flair

a blacksmith's girl
of simple dress

excuse me sir
i must confess
this minor stir
has caused me stress

the young king bade her speak
and with that, the child weak
stood atop a wonky box
with certain eyes and wavy locks

dear people
i now must say
that it is on this cold and fateful day
my mind has led to such dismay

as I have learned to trust none of you.
Haven't written anything on here much lately, this sprung to mind the other day. Tell me what you think it's about, I love to hear interpretations :)
 7d RED
Tom
Ego
 7d RED
Tom
Ego
you say i trust to equal those in the past
whom have brought only pain and hatred
upon those in their wake?
well it's time to take a look in the mirror
my friend, no, wait, don't do that,
i wouldn't want to inflate your ego
it would come as no surprise to me if in that
mirror you would only see the eighth wonder
of the world, ever wondered if you could see
the world? i take that back, there is no sense
in snapping and losing my temper,
but all i'm doing is back tracking and
finding my self exempt of the respect that i
deserve, only you can serve to notice
the pain that you have harboured
upon the empty hearts of which now yearn
for that ever self-loving and i can only leave
you with this advice

turn around and back off
that ain't love it's idolatry.
 7d RED
Tom
Coo
 7d RED
Tom
Coo
The pigeon dove's
is my favourite sound,
the quintuple coo
not so profound
 7d RED
Tom
Scar
 7d RED
Tom
Last night I opened the door to a fear I do not know,
a stranger from the street.
Its overwhelming silhouette now casting over my feet.

It greeted me like a neighbour,
tightly gripping at my hand,
a warmth not becoming of the spectre I did not understand.

For my life I've carried this scar.
A symbol of my mother's mercy,
A blessing of a life for which others have been thirsty.

I quietly parade it in defiance,
that slender crescent moon,
rising from my skin so as not to be forgotten.

Now I stand at the doorway of my conscience
and warily make acquaintance,
with the helpless fear that long feasted on my mother's patience.
 7d RED
Tom
Fear
 7d RED
Tom
Failure is a haunting fear
but fear itself is worse.
A deceitful ghost
like the closed door

keyless

now a wall.
 Jul 28 RED
Elena Rosi
Usually we’re the ones lost.  
To get back on track we must:
Admit that we are.

We’re an exploded star.
Turning into stardust
People are so far—
100 million years light.
They still see us shine.
Not even we see our fight.

It takes courage
to admit the fall
For people used
to resist it all.

You’re not weak for falling,
You’re weak for not recognizing you’ve fallen.

Oh star, you’re growing dim.
But little is that a sin.
Lost the battle, not the war.
Rest today, and then you’ll soar.
 Jul 28 RED
Elena Rosi
False
                Evidence that  
                Appears to be
Real.

F
E
A
R
 Jul 25 RED
Neil Mcpake
Artisticology is the worship of art.
This piece is about worshiping art and what lengths we take to keep it.
 Jul 25 RED
Maddy
New Lesson
 Jul 25 RED
Maddy
Some friendships are timeless
Some don't stand the test of time
You can listen and care but can't fix them or repair them
Once that risks your health
You limit visits and communication
It hurts but change is never easy
A new  life lesson
Unfortunately,still learning
Debbie and Donny Downer limited
Polly and Paul Positive Welcome
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