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 Dec 2024 Shane Lease
Liana
Depressed and angry at the world
I put a pencil between my teeth
My last resort
I hope with all I have
It will make me feel better
My mom once told me that the physical act of smiling could make you happy, and that putting a pencil between my teeth and not letting my lips touch it counts. Whenever I'm in kind of a bad moment like now I think of it. Sometimes I do it when I've tried everything else I can bare, like right now.

(This note was written by your clothes that you wear everywhere and see all that you do. Luckily, they don't care)
F    Fear the water God says you must walk across
A   Allow your mustard seed to germinate
I     Implore the Lord to take your quaking hand
T   Trusting that your feet won’t sink into the brine
H   His hand is strong in yours, so step out now in faith.
                 ljm
Sunday Acrostic
'..I did it because I know that revenge is a meal we prepare for someone else...

..and somehow the chef always ends up starving..'
If:
you are silent about your pain, they'll **** you and say you enjoyed it.
I want your kiss, upon my lips
   I want your hand, gripping my wrist
                   I want your heart, beaten apart
                       So you can feel how you left my soul down to rot.'
Irritation is the dragon
That breathes fire and destruction
Should I dare to open my mouth.
Blossoms tucked in my hair
Stars in shining eyes 
I turn my face up to heaven 
I smile at raven skies 

Moonlight bathes a sleepy world 
There's moon dust on the skin 
Drenched in milk and cream 
Blooms are a happy pink 

Perhaps a wish I'll make this night 
On a sliver of fallen lashes 
Tonight is a night of magic blue 
Streaked with silver sashes 

I'll sit on clouds of violet 
Down they’ll come for me 
Hitch a ride to a silver star 
And be with the fairies 

The wind will run by my side 
Oh, she will hum a song 
With her I will fly high 
And wake a drowsy  dawn 

I'll run my fingers through the air 
For a rainbow I will crave 
From the dark grey rippling crested sea
I'll pull out a crescent wave

I'll go round stars that burn so bright 
Play fiddle with sterling beams 
Kiss a wish on a resting  brow
And sprinkle happy dreams 

I'll stop for breath on snow clad peaks
Breathe in their pearly glow
Tumble down a curving ***** 
And make angels in the snow

And then back on a  cloud of violet 
The  wind shall whistle her tune 
With dreams like lanterns in my eyes 
I'll be dancing with the moon

Tonight I'll spin on my toes  
Without a thought or care 
For I'll ride to a twinkling silver star 
With blossoms in my hair
An old, young at heart, whimsical poem
My mind dissects each word you speak,
Like puzzle pieces, I must decrypt.
Each detail stowed and analysed,
Each contradiction memorised.
Your lies will always be uncovered,
As habits form, truth is discovered.
I'll turn your tales all day and night,
Until the pieces fit just right.
So spare yourself, I implore,
I will solve your messy jigsaw.

©️Lizzie Bevis
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