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 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
LAST BREATH
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
Did you ever look
Into an addict's eyes
And see the reflection
Of your own ghost

All your judgment
All your abuse
Dangling there
A noose
Around your own throat

Deeper than human despair
The soul gone missing
Into thin air
Did your spirit ever grow tired
  Of existing here...

Did you ever wonder
If there was anything left
Did you ever catch
Your last breath?
Traveler Tim

I recovered long ago, I feel for all the still suffering souls!!!
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
THE REAL ME
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
I'm much more complex
Then your perception of me
I once was a sailor
In a corrupt Navy
I once was a drunker
I once was a thief
I once had to run
From the local police
I fell in love
Well maybe twice
My heart is missing
More then one slice
I wish I had
More love in my life
Yet I've been assured
Everything is alright
.....
Traveler Tim

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3WhJIdwS52U
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
En-route
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Traveler
I just sat there
Staring out the window
Her words like blowing rain
I close my mind a little tighter
But her words blow through me
Just the same

Trees cushioned in quilts of snow
Life has been frozen before, you know
But in the comfort of our loft
Our sheets are warm
Her covers soft

Seasons change like minds unmade
And snow can fall as deep as pain
Change shall come
In a quickening breath
And spring shall arrive
In the time that's set...
Traveler Tim
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Lora Lee
aqua
 Mar 2019 Sarra
Lora Lee
The river in me
                     exists.  
Its outflow of pour
drenches the gullies
makes moist
the sand that
graces your toes
I flow into your roots
strengthen your
                   capillaries
pump liquid gold
inside your veins
loving your flaws like
kintsukuroi
you piece me together
adorn my cracks
with powdered metals,
still loving them for
being broken
a longing
              quenched
I want you dripping
down my chin,
my thighs
when you rush through
me just like that,
the soothing aqua tempest
I have always
wished for
kintsukuroi-(“golden mend”) is the Japanese art of mending broken pottery using lacquer resin laced with gold or silver. As well as a nifty form of repair, kintsukuroi has a deeper philosophical significance. An embracing of the flawed or imperfect. Rebirth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lIrDCot0K_o
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