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 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Traveler
Superstitious
Impairments
Form
The foundation
Of the desperate heart...

Holding on too tight
To certain types
Of supernatural belief
Can seem quite polite

With that said
I wish you luck
May you be blessed
And I'll see you in the next world!
Traveler Tim
I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.

it was the first time I'd
realized
that.
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Megan Parson
She inspires and destroys,
She conquered, before the Viceroys.
Her power & beauty, in awe we see,
Mercurial, blossoming immortality.

Insidious fingers creep over the fence,
Leaving thriving forests, ever so dense.
Weaving for Earth, an elegant cloak,
Yesterday, to the truth I awoke.

She favors none & is never antique,
A surreal presence, ever so unique.
Leaves shrivel & flowers wither,
But time, her splendor does not tether.

The die has been cast, the battle lines drawn,
Nature gainst her destroyer, as she awaits the morn,
Look not so forlorn,

For tis from chaos nature brings,
Peace and order to all things.
#nature #beauty #immortality
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Traveler
In the passing
Of innocence
As the operations
Of knowing engaged
A part of her was lost
To that brittle stage...
Through her eyes
I could blindly see
How to set
Her trust at ease
....
In playgrounds
Of callused fools
Desensitized
To moral rules
I find myself
Easily pleased
'Cause all we have
Is all we need
...
Traveler Tim
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Keith Wilson
It was a lovely frosty morning
especially fine
for November
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Atlantis
I will re

a
      r
          r
             a
        n
    g
e

the  s  t  a  r  s

to spell out your

n    a     m    e


So the universe is aware

that you are

m    i     n    e
 Nov 2017 Shay Moore
Seema
"Jack..."
Yes..., "Jill"
What is in that sack?
Nothing... "Jill"
Isn't it time to fetch water
Ya, but......
"Jack"
I want to know
It's trash to throw..., "Jill"
Then why you climbed up this hill
You could have thrown elsewhere
"Jack...",
Yes... "Jill"
You are lying to me
I am not..., "Jill"
I felt I would miss this moment with you
So I forgot to throw this on my way
Sitting here with you......
Open the sack, "Jack" !
Why? You don't believe me?
I want to believe you, "Jack"
But my eyes wants to see
No!!
Why not, "Jack"?
Because it will smell...
Ofcourse, it will "Jack"!
Huh!!!
Yes! The blood is dripping from the sack
What have you done, "Jack"?
(silent sighs)
What, "Jack"?
It's another ****, isn't it?....isn't it?
Yes, "Jill"...
He's the last of the gang, that killed you
Now you can rest in peace, "Jill"
I will just tumble this sack over
Then fetch some water, down the hill
I miss you, "Jill"
Do you miss me to?
Yes, "Jack", but you shouldn't have killed
Why not?, "Jill"
They took my life away
So I took their knives and slittered same way
As, they did to you...(cries)
I will join you shortly, "Jill"
I will join you shortly...

©sim
A dialogue poem.
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